Part 34
A few more thrusts and a change of scenery is a must, to accommodate this mission to Mars.
She lands on her feet, grabs my left hand and leads me up the narrow wood staircase. Without turning her head, she leads and I follow.
Her hair swings from side to side as her swaying hips climb. My eyes transfixed on the small of her back, as my evil intentions yearn to pierce her through and through.
Landing on the bed face down, her body is the only thing visible in the room. Mounting her as my eyes roll back and the horns protrude, I growl as the muscles on my face flex the heathen in me.
I grab a fistful of her mane as I ride her with abandon. Our bodies melt into one as the bed bounces on the wood floor and shimmies across the room.
She begins to loose control.
Her breathing races, her body jolts underneath mine. Her spasms become quicker and quicker.
Gnarling like a possessed beast I pull her hair tighter and afford her the control she has lost.
She shatters into a million shards as the moon glows on her face.
Aware that it's time to crest over this moon I position myself into a rhythmic groove and speed up so that the friction catches up to the delirious thoughts that swim in the shallow pool of my thoughts.
She is heaving and I'm going from bronze to gold as the sweat pours down my face and lands on the back of her neck.
I stop all and descend from the high her flesh has given me and surrender my hips to squeeze the life out of me.
I lay dead.
To be continued.
