His Name Is Mugen

Shower

This chapter is a naughty chapter so yeah. Writing smut scenes is so difficult because I have an idea in my head what it's supposed to look like but actually conveying it with words is a disappointment so sorry about that. I do want to divulge in that aspect of their relationship because I think it's an important part but describing it is so ugh. If I could do it better there would be some hardcore smut in this book. Mugen is a kinky bastard and Sarasi is well, a masochist. (In a way) 😉
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The cool air from the outside was seeping through the open windows but things between us were heating up. Mugen had carried me from the kitchen all the way to his room on the 5th floor in the west wing.

His warm hands were running up and down my back the entire time while I nibbled on his earlobe. We made it to his room and he shut the door behind us. I was placed gently on his king sizes bed and had no time to marvel at how big and beautiful his room was.

A dull lit lamp in the corner of the room gave it a lustrous glow. He had already tore my pants off on the way here and my shirt was somewhere left in the kitchen. His shirt was coming over his head and I was licking at his solid abs. He grabbed my jaw roughly and brought his lips to mine, making sure to include his tongue.

His callous hands fondled my exposed breast and he was now leaving small hickeys along my jaw.

"Mugen." I clutched his arms.

"It's too early for you to be saying my name. I haven't even began to utterly ruin that tight little pussy off yours."

"Stop teasing me you sadist."

"You love it you masochist." He pushed me down flat on my back and kissed all the way down to my clit. He wasted no time devouring me along with my breath. He sucked around my entrance and played with my clit. His mouth was warm with a tongue that was an expert in pleasuring.

Heat pooled into my belly and tingles danced through my shuddering legs. I sank my fingers through his soft hair. Every fiber in my body was running amok and causing a disruption to my state of being. I covered my mouth. I wouldn't allow anyone to hear me scream. He saw what I was doing and he didn't like it. He sucked at me harder and stuck his tongue in deeper.

"Fuck." I whined trying to keep myself from crumbling. I trembled against his mouth and the vibrations caused shockwaves to run through me. He chuckled at my growing distress.

"Uncover your mouth." He advised.

"Your family-."

"Will just have to be reminded what my name is tonight." He stopped his assault and climb over top of me, stroking my moist and sensitive skin. I felt trapped in his heat.

"I just love the way your body reacts to my fingertips." He whispered against my lips. "How do you want it tonight?"

"Whichever way will leave me bedridden until this week is up." I said without looking at him.

"Are you sure?" He chuckled. "There's a lot of places I would like to take you to."

"Fine. Then just snap my kneecaps or something."

Mugen turned me on my forearms with my ass up and face down. With no warning, he thrusted into me. A strangle moaned escaped my lips while he pounded through me swiftly and aggressively.

I buried my face into the pillow and gripped his satin sheets. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pressed my face further down while I threw it back to meet his every thrust. He picked up rapid pace and soon the sound of his balls slapping against my ass was bouncing against the walls.

"God damn." He was getting a rise off of beating at my walls.

He might break more than my kneecaps tonight.

I was getting so damn close to erupting but before I could, he pulled out.

"Mu-." I wanted to asked why he did that but soon he was eating me out from the back. My eyes twitched and I lost the ability to speak appropriate human language. I could only wheeze and moan.

His onslaught wasn't finished yet. This time he laid me down flat on my stomach and opened my legs wide. Taking both my arms in one hand to hold them behind my back and using the other to grip my hair, he entered me once more.

I didn't think he could get any deeper but his thrusts were focused and calculated. He was hitting it in all the right places. He knew exactly where he needed to be and what amount of pleasure would earn him his name.

He suddenly wrapped his arms around my upper body in some sort of stronghold. He brought his lips down to my shoulder and suck on it. I whimpered underneath him.

I clenched around him.

I was so close.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"

He held me by the throat. "You better not until I tell you to."

"I can't hold it in." I wailed. I could feel myself letting go.

"If you cum without my permission, I'm going to punish that tight little pussy of yours. Understood?" Somehow I became even more turned on. He buried my face in the pillow before I could respond.

He continued to have his way with me while I tried my best to hold it. I was gasping and gripping at the sheets. He just might end up having to punish me because I cannot hold on any longer.

His breath was picking up and his speed was slowly down. His grunts were firm and his grip was tighten. He was about to explode inside of me.

"Okay, baby, cum all on this dick." He finally allowed me.

I didn't need to be told twice. One tremendous pound against my cervix was all it took for me scream while releasing with satisfaction. He gave one last thrust and soon came after me, falling limp at my side.

We stared in each other eyes lustfully. This was far from over.

"Shower?" He asked.

"Gladly."