Chosen For Life

Chapter 17

//mature content//

Swiftly, Makari pulled me onto his lap. He slid his hands onto my ass, pulling my waist towards his. As he looked up at me, as I pushed his hair away from his face, running my fingers through his hair.

"Are you sure?," he asked me, his eyes flashed a look of worry. I let my hands fall behind his head, lightly holding onto the back of his neck. "Yes," I said, looking back at him.

That was enough for him, as his lips crashed against mine. His arms wrapped around my waist, holding my torso firmly against his. I focused on the way his lips moved against mine, in perfect harmony. He slipped his tongue into my mouth as it moved along with mine. I let out a small moan against his mouth, as I started to feel his bulge against my vagina.

I began rocking my hips as I grinded against it. He let out a moan against my mouth, pulling his mouth away from mine. Before I knew it, he was carrying me as he brought us into his bedroom. He let me down on the bed, as he stood at the end of it.

I watched as he walked away, making his way to his closet.

Makari turned around, holding his hand behind his back. He walked over to the bed, standing in the same spot he had been previously. "Close your eyes," he said, his voice low. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked up at him, "W-what? Why?" I asked him, feeling a sense of nervousness rising inside me."Just do it," he demanded, keeping the object behind his back.

I sighed, and closed my eyes. I felt his weight on the bed, causing it to sink wherever he placed his hand. I felt his body hovering over mine, as he grabbed my hands, intertwining them above my head. I felt a silk material sliding along my wrists, before I felt them bound together. It took everything in me not to look at what he was doing, as the curiosity was killing me.

Then, he was off of me. I tried moving my hands, but I couldn't pull them down from above me. I opened my eyes, looking up at Makari, who was again standing above me. I leaned my head back, trying to get a look at why I couldn't move my hands. They were tied together by a tie, secured to one of the posts in his headboard. I looked back at him, "What was that for?" I whined. I knew it was going to be torture to not be able to touch him.

He shrugged, pulling his shirt over his head. "Just experimenting." He slid his hands up my legs, making his way to my the waistband of my sweatpants, as he pulled them off of my body, letting them drop on the floor. He leaned on to the bed, making his way in between my legs. He kneeled in between them, lightly grabbing my left ankle as he brought my foot up to his face. He pressed his lips against the side of my foot, then another on my ankle. Makari looked up at me, lowering himself to place another kiss on the side of my calf.

My breathing started to quicken, watching him place the kisses down my leg. I felt a tingling feeling as he left each kiss in different places, trailing down to my hip. I felt the same wet feeling in my underwear as nights before, the throbbing feeling growing more and more apparent.

I watched him as he placed a kiss onto my mark, a small smile creeping onto his lips. He brought his face in front of my vagina, as I realized he could probably see how wet I was. I heard him chuckle, as his planted a kiss right onto my clit through my underwear. I couldn't help it as my hips buckled up to his mouth, before he pulled away. "Patience." he said, looking up at me through hooded eyelids.

My teeth sunk into my bottom lip, as his fingers hooked onto the band of my underwear. He slid them down my legs, and off of my body. He spread my legs open again, pressing them down onto the bed as he lowered himself just inches away from my vagina. My breath became raggedy as I felt his warm breath against it. "Just relax," he said, before planting his lips onto it. Almost automatically, I threw my head back, closing my eyes.

I felt his tongue glide up along the lips of my vagina, before separating them with his mouth. His tongue circled my opening, making his way back up to my clit. I let out a moan, feeling my body flinch at the feeling of his tongue on my clit. He started to focus on it, beginning to flick his tongue against it. My body flinched again, as I tugged on the restraints holding my hands above.

"Makari..." I breathed, raising my hips closer to his mouth. The flicking of his tongue grew faster against my clit, as I let out a louder moan. I felt the resistance of his hands pushing down on my legs, as he continued to work his tongue on me.

My body squirmed at the sensation, having never felt something like this in my life. The constant moans escaping my mouth were uncontrollable. His tongue flicked up and down against my clit, causing me to cry out. I tugged on the restraints that bound my hands together, letting out a groan in frustration. I wanted to reach down, to grab onto his hair, anything.

Suddenly, I felt my body becoming warmer and warmer, a sense of tightness inside me. Makari was relentless, his tongue never stopping no matter how much I moved. My toes were curling, and my breaths were short. "Makari, I..." I moaned again, but I couldn't get the words out.

"Hmm?" he hummed, and the feeling of his lips humming against my vagina was overwhelming. I suddenly started to feel a build up inside of me, I didn't know what it was.

"I think I'm gonna-" I tried again, as he started to suck on my clit. I threw my head back again, letting out a loud moan. I gave up on trying to explain myself, knowing he knew I was close to an orgasm.

I felt as my legs tightened, bucking my hips up against his mouth again. The sucking never subsided, and I let out another loud cry, as a wave of satisfication flowed over me. The build up I was feeling moments before released, as Makari slowed the movements against my clit. My breathing was heavy, as I looked down at him.

A smirk on his face, he made his way up to my face. His lips were warm, and wet, as he planted them against mine. I caught a taste of myself, before he pulled away from me. "Good girl," he spoke lowly, as he kept his eyes on mine. I watched him as he closed my legs, before bringing his hands up above my head.

"What are you.." I trailed off, as I felt undoing the tie that held my hands together. I brought my arms back down to my sides, as I watched him get up from the bed. He was at the closet again, "What are you doing?" I asked him, my voice was still shaky from the scene just moments before.

Makari bent over to grab his shirt, before pulling it over his head and onto his body. "What do you mean?" he asked, chuckling. He pulled me by my legs to the edge of the bed, and I watched him as he slid my underwear back onto my body.

I stood up in front of him, ignoring the shakiness I felt between my legs. "I.." I started, looking up at him. His lips were red and swollen, and just that sight in itself made me want to slam my lips against them, but I didn't.

A smirk grew on his face, "My eyes are up here," he said, as I snapped out of it. I looked up at him, "Why are we stopping?" I said, as he brought his hand to my cheek. "Because I want to," he said, "You don't think that was enough for you?" he teased, his thumb stroking along my cheekbone.

"W-well," I started. In all honesty, it probably was enough for me. I'd never felt such a sensation in my life, and I was already in distraught just from that. I couldn't imagine how I'd feel if he were to keep going, nevermind having sex with him.

"I guess you're right," I sighed, and lightly placed my hand around his wrist as he continued to stroke my cheek. "You're cute," he smiled, before planting a kiss on my forehead. He pulled away from me, turning as he made his way out the bedroom door. "She's gonna make dinner," he called to me, turning his head in my direction, "You should probably clean yourself up before you come down," he said, winking.

I rolled my eyes at him before making my way to the shower.
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incubus