“Please, Moch Daer,” she sent, her mental voice thick with urgency. “Please, I need you so much.”
“And you’ll have me. But not like this.” Standing up, he flipped her over so that she was face down and then patted her ass. “Get up, amalla,” he muttered hoarsely. “On your hands and knees.”
“Saber?” She looked behind her uncertainly.
Saber stroked her bare ass gently and gave her a reassuring nod. “It’s all right, sweetheart. You know I’d never hurt you.”
“I know.” Lissa pressed back against him, rubbing her soft, naked bottom against the hard bulge in his black trousers until Saber groaned. “I just…don’t think we’ve done it like this before.”
“But we have,” he assured her. “‘I promise I’ll be gentle. Just try to relax.’ Do you remember saying that to me?”
“Oh.” Lissa bit her lip, obviously understanding what he meant. Those had been the words she had used the first time they’d made love, when she had been forced to take him with a silver phallus. The experience had shaken both of them to their foundation and caused some misunderstandings as well, but later they had agreed they wanted to repeat the experience…eventually.
“Remember how you took me?” Saber murmured, getting into position behind her and rubbing the head of his cock against her wet, open pussy. “Remember how you pushed inside me and filled me up?”
“Goddess, Saber!” she whispered, spreading her thighs for him. “That was…it was amazing.”
“I thought so too,” he murmured. Teasingly, he sent a whisper-finger to circle her clit as he pressed just an inch of his cock inside her. “I never felt more open in my life,” he told her. “More fucking vulnerable. And this was part of it—being taken from behind.”
“I…I like it,” Lissa admitted in a broken whisper. “I like feeling this way—feeling vulnerable with you.”
“Because you know I’ll never hurt you.” Gently, he nudged another thick inch into her tight pussy. “Because you know I’ll love you no matter what happens, no matter where we are or what anyone else says.”
“Oh Saber…” She looked over her shoulder, and he saw mingled desire and love in her eyes and felt the same emotions through their link. For a moment, he almost felt in danger of being overcome by the strong feelings of unity and trust tying them together.
“Open yourself for me, Lissa,” he commanded hoarsely. “Give yourself to me completely tonight. I don’t want you to hold anything back—just open yourself and let me fuck you.”
“Yes,” she whispered, lowering her head and spreading her thighs even wider. “Yes, Moch Daer. Take me. Fuck me—I want you to.”
Hearing her beg like that was too much for Saber. With a low groan, he pulled back and pressed all the way into her, entering her pussy completely with one long, deep thrust.
Lissa cried out when he hit bottom inside her and tilted her hips back, obviously trying to get him even deeper—to feel even more.
Gripping her hips, Saber gave her more—gave her all that was in him. He could tell by the lust coming through their link that she wanted him, and when he was sure he wasn’t hurting her, he pounded into her, thrusting as deep and hard as he could, claiming her, owning her in a way that no one else could.
Lissa moaned with each thrust and swayed in the rhythm he had created. Her eyes were clenched shut, and her long hair hung in her face as she gripped the bedspread, trying to keep her balance while Saber fucked into her.
“Moch Daer,” she sent through their link. “Oh Goddess, Saber please…so close…so close…”
“Come for me, then.” Using his Touch sense, he concentrated on caressing her body. His whisper-fingers tugged at her tight nipples, which hung down like ripe fruit as her breasts swayed with the force of his fucking, and his whisper-lips encircled her clit, sucking hard at her sweet, swollen bud, teasing her, pressing her to the edge and beyond.
“Goddess,” Lissa gasped, and Saber felt her pleasure cresting, felt her sweet wet pussy squeezing his shaft like a velvet fist and knew she was coming.
Tightening his grip on her rounded hips, he pressed forward hard, trying to get as deeply into her as he could before shooting his seed. Moaning, Lissa pressed back against him, tilting her hips, offering herself completely to be filled with his cum.
This perfect act of submission was almost too much for Saber. He never wanted to stop, wanted to fill her up until his seed ran out of her well-fucked pussy and slid down her inner thighs, proving that she was his, claiming her again once and for all.