Delcare

(Betrayal Part 17)

by

Angelise

Copyright February 2001

"I love you."

I open my mouth and give you the words you need to hear. They are whispered on your lips and after a second of stunned amazement, you smile.

I hope the words heal the hurt, the confusion, the anger.

"The kiss, the hug . . . it was never me. I didn't want it; I wanted you, your kiss, your hug. I hated it; hated him for taking what I wanted to give you."

I babble on, hoping you understand.

"It's you, Tristan. I love you."

You take my mouth, your tongue wrapping around the words, swallowing them.

I pull you closer, my mouth begging to be devoured by yours.

Can you taste me, my heart?

Can you taste the truth of my words?

Your eyes open and I fall into the fire, into your passion. The last slivers of ice in my heart melt completely away and I am free.

Oh God! Your mouth is on my neck, marking me. Yes! Let the world know I belong only to you.

My shirt disappears and your fingers are all over my nipples. Nails scrape across my skin and my own desire ignites.

Tristan. I moan your name over and over. My hands are held captive in the thickness of your hair, helpless to follow the journey you are taking across my body.

Your mouth closes over a nipple and it feeds your hunger. Your craving is not satisfied and you attack my other nipple. A scream claws its way out of my throat as your teeth gnaw on my flesh.

My legs weaken but your hands are there to keep me from falling. Their strength recognizes my need and I'm soon standing naked before you.

My face is buried in your tangled curls but I can still hear the breathless sigh as you touch me for the first time.

I suddenly find myself cradled in those strong arms before being gently laid upon the bed. A kiss whispers over my heart as fingers glide over the hard flesh between my legs.

You stroke my shaft so slowly with one hand, your other hand seeking out the heavy sac below.

I struggle to keep my eyes open. I want to watch the way you love me. I need to see you take me.

See Tristan, see the man who is the true mate of my heart.

Dear God in heaven. My hands rip the sheets on your bed as you touch my dick with your mouth. You curl your tongue so the tip teases my slit and I can't contain the growl of pleasure that rumbles through me.

I can feel your smile as you listen to me. It presses against my balls only to be replaced by your mouth.

SHIT! I think you're trying to eat me alive.

You pull back and give me a moment to breathe. A moment to verify I'm still living.

OH MY GOD!

You're naked. Bare ass naked. And . . . I can't believe it . . .

With an understanding laugh, you lean forward and close my mouth. I shake my head and feel my face, making sure my eyeballs haven't fallen out.

You're pierced. There. Right there. I mean . . . your . . .

Oh fuck! I've got to touch it.

Damn! I wrap my hands around your big dick and, like a mesmerized child, play with your PA. The silver hoop feels heavy but warm.

I smile at you wickedly and give a little tug. Your dick somehow gets larger and starts to twitch in my hands. The head is leaking all over my fingers, making the metal slippery.

My ass is in lust for that PA. It's wriggling all over the bed. Come to poppa!

I lean back and pull my legs to my chest. You grin at my blatant invitation.

Hisssssss. The lube is cold but your fingers soon turn the heat on.

I know I'm bouncing on the bed, trying to fuck your hand. But it's not your hand I want. I want THAT! In me NOW!

I stretch as far as I can, my fingers barely able to touch your dick. Unaware, you move and I catch you.

I pull you close and groan with frustration. You peel my fingers away and push my arms above my head. I seek revenge and latch onto your nipple, sucking the nub hard and fast.

You grab my head but instead of pushing me away, you hold me there. Your chest is heaving and I can feel your pounding heartbeat with my lips.

I wrestle free and find your mouth. My teeth bruise your bottom lip. I order you, beg you, invite you to . . .

"Love me. NOW! Pleeeeaaaasssse!"

You rub the pierced head of your dick against my hole and my hips nearly buck you off. You laugh at my wild enthusiasm.

In a heartbeat you're inside me and my world dissolves into a myriad of emotions.

The sensation is overwhelming, inconceivable, indescribable.

I want to scream but your kisses erase the sound, confuse my thoughts.

Your hand pulls on my dick and I spill my seed. It slithers across my chest and you follow it with your tongue.

My legs circle your waist, pressing you closer, encouraging you to ride me harder, faster.

I sense your coming and I force my eyes open, anxious to watch your release.

You snap back your head and roar my name out loud. I think I felt the room shake.

Arms of steel lift me off the bed, crushing our bodies together. My fingers dig into your broad shoulders and hold on as you fall backwards on the bed.

Your body trembles as you fill me with your come. It burns deep, almost to my soul.

We both collapse but you manage to keep your arms around me and your dick inside me. The muscles of my ass grip your softening shaft. I don't want to let it go.

I don't want to let you go.

You cradle my head against your chest and I realize this is where I will sleep for the rest of my days.

Here. With Tristan. Forever.

To be continued . . .

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