Ultra Luna

Chapter 10 - A little fun.

Nella's Point of View

I am so attracted to Reylin it's insane. He's not my first boyfriend but I've never felt this level of lust before. My body aches for his touch. Every thought I have is about my desperate need for him. Thoughts of things I didn't even know I could have. What I want to do to his body, what I want to feel.

We make our way to my room, his hand softly lying on my back. As soon as we reach my door he slides his hands up the back of my shirt. His touch distracts me and I stumble to get my key in the lock.

Reylin pins me to the door, sliding his hands up the back of my shirt."Sports bra. Trying to make things difficult for me." He kisses my neck and shoulders. "Not a worry baby, I'll have it off in no time." I desperately try to get my key in the lock and I am finally successful. The door swings open as we both clamber in. Reylin slams the door closed with his foot as he kisses me.

Returning the kiss I start to unbutton his shirt as he raises mine over my head. My f*****g god his body. How do I describe how amazing he looks? His chest is completely clean with a large tattoo across the left side. It is a large woodland scene. There are tons of scars across his body and just a little line of hair running down the center of his pelvic V. His stomach has perfect six-pack abs, only accented by his tanned skin. Standing on my tiptoes I trace his tattoo sensually with my fingers.

He groans with pleasure as his strong arms wrap around my bare waist. "Your body is stunning." he says as he softly caresses one of my scars "It's perfect." His voice is now deep and sensual, a flash of lust passes through his eyes.

For a moment a wave of insecurity floods over my mind. "You don't mind the scars?" I ask sheepishly. They have always been something I am ashamed of. I have always been told that my body would be exceptional if it wasn't for them.

He picks me up and flops me onto the bed. "You mean these scars?" He kisses one of them and then another "I love every single one of them. Maybe one day you can tell me how you got them." Kissing a few more he slides my sports bra off of my body, leaving my entire top half exposed. Breasts and all.

Smiling at me he leans down to kiss each of my boobs. "They are perfect," he says, his hands sliding up to caress my breasts. "They are mine." He moans seductively.

He squeezes and plays with them as his thumbs rub across my n*****s. Pleasure builds in my core and I instinctively, almost intuitively start humping him. I can feel his massive erect c**k pulsating against my body and my hands reach for it.

He beams down at me before saying "My impatient little mate." His hands easily slide my pants and underwear off.

I undo his pants and pull his p***s out of his underwear. It powerfully springs to life. I caress its immense girth, which takes both my hands to cover and I slide them up and down his impressive length. At this moment I know that when he finally penetrates me it will be an unspeakable pleasure. He moans breathily as my fingers slide over his c**k.

His voice, barely pushing through his lips wavers out "Keep doing that baby. It feels good so f*****g good."

"I want to taste it," I say, almost squealing. Reylin starts kissing down my chest, between my breasts, to my stomach, and then to my folds.

He stops, looking up at me almost for permission before saying "Not until I taste you." He pulls open my folds. Staring directly into my p***y he shakes his head and pulls the air through the teeth. "Damn, that p***y is impeccable." His fingers brush the insides of my folds. A pressure like I have never experienced builds in my core. Wetness floods out of me. Reylin watches, licking his lips.

"And to think I'm the lucky bastard that gets to taste all that." He slides a finger through the wetness licking it clean. Throwing his head back he cries "f**k that tastes good".

Sliding a finger into my hole he feels around until he finds the place that causes me pleasure. Sliding another finger into me he hits the spot again and I squeal, gripping the pillow behind my head. "You are so tight baby, it's going to feel so damn good when I am inside of you." He says. My juices stream out of me. Tightness fills my core.

Reylin leans his face down kissing my folds before parting them with his tongue. He flicks my clit once with his tongue. I groan loudly as I grip the bed. My body thrusts into his mouth. He flicks my clit again with his tongue, then goes faster and faster. The overwhelming buildup of pleasure explodes through my body as I twitch and writhe.

He licks me clean, not wasting an ounce of my wetness. Sweat pours down my face as Reylin lays beside me. I squirm over, resting my head on his chest. He reaches up, wiping my brow. Breathlessly I say "Well I've never experienced anything like that before"

He looks up at me lovingly "Your heart is beating so fast. Glad I could make you feel good." We just lay there together for a moment enjoying each other's company. My hand mindlessly rests on his still-hard c**k.

I pull my hand away "Sorry, I didn't ask."

He has wiggled out of his pants and underwear at this point and is lying naked next to me. Pulling me tighter into his body he wraps his legs around mine. "You don't have to ask to touch me, baby, you are my mate, I mean my girlfriend. My body is yours to touch."

Leaning up to kiss him I plant a soft peck on his lips and say "I like the sound of being your mate."

He smiles brightly as my hand grabs his p***s, stroking him slowly and methodically. Nuzzling his head into the crux of my neck he says "My mate." My hands move faster and faster as I prepare to taste him, suck his c*m down. He rolls onto his back giving me better access. I kneel next to him, improving my speed and grip, he watches, not taking his eyes off my body for a second.

We are interrupted by a knock at the door. Sam speaks through the door "Reylin, sorry to interrupt. It's urgent."

Reylin groans but I don't stop, I can't stop touching him. "What?" He says aloud.

Sam's hesitance to interrupt is clear in his voice. "James and Mykel are in your room. They are not happy. I left Christos at the door to make sure things don't turn violent."

Stopping my hands I lean down to Reylin. "That sounds urgent. You should go."

He groans banging his head on the pillow. "Give me ten minutes to shower, oh I am going to need a new shirt." he hollers to Sam.

Sam grunts "I'll be right back" There is a hesitation in his voice almost like he meant to say something but couldn't.

Reylin looks over at me and smiles "Sorry baby, I want to finish what we started."

I kiss him deeply, he moans as my tongue explores his mouth. Pulling away I say "I know you do. Now go shower, or you will be late."

Groaning he says "Sure just kiss me like that and make leaving even harder."

I point to the shower, and he crawls out of bed, dragging his feet. It takes me a minute but I realize there is nothing wrong with Reylin's shirt. He is leaving it for me to wear. I pick it off of the floor buttoning it up. He is nearly a foot taller than me so it sits about mid-thigh and slumps over my body. The smell coming off of it is of pine and cedar, and it has a surprisingly calming effect.

Reylin steps out of the shower, wearing only pants. Water drips off of his brow in slow motion. He looks so sexy. Running his fingers through his hair the muscles across his chest tighten and I bite the side of my lip.

Teasing me he says "Like what you see?" His p***s is rock-hard against his pants.

Joking back I say "You do" as my eyes make my way to his member.

He scoops me up, lifting me off the ground and I giggle. "What did you expect? I'm dating an incredibly smart, funny, sexy woman who just randomly put on my shirt. What would you do if I needed that?"

Putting me down I walk back to the bed and say "You don't. But if you did I'd expect you to come take it. Maybe I'll wear it to dinner tonight."

Growling at me playfully he says "That is for my eyes only, and don't worry baby, I'll rip it off you as soon as I am done dealing with this family shit."

I wink at him and say "You can't tonight. Analise and I are having our birthday supper. She is leaving to go back home tomorrow."

He smirks a little biting his lip. "Sure sure, leave me wanting." his voice is fun and light.

Sam knocks on the door and he swings it open taking the shirt and leaving me, wet, horny, and alone.