Pure Desire [Pure 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) (30 page)

Allura felt at her wits end.

“Noor,” she screamed. She clutched the muscular buttocks, digging in her nails. “Please…oh, God. Now.” She pleaded shamelessly for him to cease the sweet torment. And he did, obliging her, piercing his tongue inside her and tongue-fucking greedily, fingering her ass, and rubbing his thumb over her clitoris until she was bucking off the bed and shattering with her release.

She gulped in air, swallowing huge amounts, until she felt his cock pushing through. She breathed through her nostrils, accepting the erection, wanting to drive him into delirium as he’d unselfishly did for her. He was heavy, thick, so close. She could tell. Oh, this is good, Allura remembered, opening her mouth to accept more dick. She circled her tongue around the throbbing bulbous head. Noor made funny noises and his hips twitched.

That he was aroused furthered her arousal. She felt excited that she could make such strength tremble by the mere oscillation repeatedly over the tiny slit in his penis. He tasted flavorful and sweet. Greedily, Allura thirsted for more. She stretched her mouth and consumed the entirety of his cock as much as she could and sucked it into the back of her throat. The spurts of pre-cum splashed inside her mouth and renewed her arousal and need to be entered and fucked.

“Damn, sweetie. Fuck,” he cursed beneath his breath.

His fingers dug into her hair commandingly, but she didn’t mind. Not even when he palmed her head, thrust between her lips, and rocked uncontrollably did she feel any reluctance about what she did or what he wanted.

Allura knew he couldn’t deny her. Slamming his cock forward, he pumped with maddening fever. Driving hard and deep, his legs locked, and he gave a guttural groan from deep within his chest when he erupted sending a rush of semen filling her mouth that she swallowed until she’d sucked him dry.

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When he could feel his legs, he moved and encircled her waist hefting her up on his lap. He wiped a remnant of seed from her cheek and kissed her mouth softly. “I lost control again. That was too much. Did I hurt you?”

Allura smacked her lips. “Are you going to apologize every time you put your cock into my mouth? It’s a little unsettling, you know. I love the taste of you,” she said smiling at him.

Noor threw back his head and laughed a deep rumbling sound that was comforting. He cupped her face and kissed her hard before releasing her. “Never again, sweetie…you are a delight.” He melded their lips together again, washing his tongue over hers, devouring her tenderly before he reluctantly stopped kissing her.

He felt himself still aroused, thick and hard, as if he hadn’t just released. Her warm bottom pressed against his cock, feeling her wetness on his thighs, made him want for her like he never craved anything before. “I want to give you a baby, Allura.”

“It’s what I want too, Noor.”

He breathed heavily adjusting her on his lap, stretching his long legs out horizontally beneath her, fitting his cock at her entrance and stopped. He wasn’t sure why. He just did. Maybe, he knew, because he didn’t want to let her misunderstand what their being together meant. Inside, he had this insane desire to protect her even from himself, which might be her greatest foe in the end. And knowing this, he refused to let her feel betrayed afterwards. “Are you sure this is what you want? No promises or commitment, Allura, can you handle that?”

She touched his face, brushing her fingertips over his cheeks, outlining his jaw. She stared up at him in wonderment, as if his presence dazzled her, and could right all the wrongs in her life. Her eyes never left his. “I want you.”

Noor considered taking her like this, her straddling his thighs, but he reconsidered knowing it would be uncomfortable for a first time. He held her waist, balanced her, pressing her backwards until she fell against the bed and came up and over her on his knees. He captured her hands and drew them up over her head holding them in one hand. With his other hand he lifted her buttocks to rest on his thighs, parted her thighs, and guided his erection forward until the tip eased and opened the slick folds. He thrust easy-like, pushing inside until she trembled.

He didn’t want to hurt her, not even to end his suffering by burying his cock inside the sweet confines of the most luscious pussy he’d ever had. Just the memory, thought left him feeling primitive remembering how sweet, so hot and tight she was. The need to take her virginity, so raw, it frightened even him. What if he couldn’t control the beastly hunger raging inside him?

Allura framed his face, stroking her fingers over the light stubble that scratched her fingertips. She searched his face that must have been etched with concern. “What’s the matter?”

In the fading light, Noor’s irises glowed and locked on hers. “It’s going to hurt, sweetie. Forgive me?”

He saw her acceptance on the tip of tongue, ready to say she would forgive him anything when he pushed his hips forward and took her innocence in one swift thrust.

“God that hurt,” Allura gasped.

“Baby, I’m sorry. It was best to take you quickly.” He smothered her face with kisses, trailed moist nips over her belly, and eased back partially withdrawing before taking her again. He simmered his lust, starting a gentle swaying of his hips, dipping forward, sliding back, and then forth insider her to replace the stinging with rapture. Finally, the tension eased from her body, she relaxed, and he could feel her flowering open, grow wetter. The temptation to great, unable to help himself, he increased the depths of his thrust rocking rhythmically, gripping her knees he drove forward in reckless abandon. He tried to be careful, gentle. Apparently, Allura didn’t want gentle, she rose up to meet his plunges demandingly, as domineering as her persona she asked for more. The little hellcat wanted it all, and he was eager to give it to her.

Her actions were that of an amateur, rotating her hips, wiggling uncontrollably over his cock until she settled into the pace he orchestrated. He lifted her up, she clung to him and buried her nose in his shoulder, riding through the storm of the constant pounding he gave her with relish. Every inch of her enveloped his cock, he could feel every nuance of flesh and heat mold securely around his cock.

“Is there such a thing as dying from pleasure?” she moaned, locking her hips against his waist.

“At this moment, definitely yes, but let’s validate it. Shall we?” he responded hoarsely. She milked him, suckling, and drawing everything he had to offer and more inside her. The incredible sensation streaked through his body and made his toes curl. “Fuck you’re hot. I want your legs wide so I can watch my cock take you.” He held her legs apart seeing the glistening mons, pink and innocent, and layered with his fluid and her pearly juices saturated the dark curly hairs. Noor sucked in his breathe at the sight. He stared entranced seeing the labia stretch and frame around his dick. He slowed his movements…steadily pushing inside, staring as the entire hard length submerge in and cause feminine essence to spill…before dragging out again. The vision was enough to make him come on the spot. Struggling through the need to capitulate, he released her legs only for Allura to let them fall against the bed. Noor grunted. In this position, she was vulnerably exposed and the thought of it sent a maddeningly rush of something animalistic beating through his body. Something so raw, untamed, and uncontrollable he growled.

He found and invaded her ass with two fingers, tantalizing the muscled entrance, forcing his fingers up and inside to add to her pleasure. Allura went wild fanning her head back and forth over the sheet. She moaned, fighting to breathe…going crazy.

“That’s it, sweetie, let go and come for me. Give it to me.” She shook her head, flexing involuntarily with jerky movements. “Come on, Allura…who owns this pussy?” He surged deeper, burying both appendages to the depth. He took her mouth in a savage kiss, undomesticated, demanding as the beat of his cock.

When he released her, she preened in pleasure, screaming. “Oh, God, I’m yours Noor!”

Allura lurched up with a cry. A strangled low moue as she began quivering. Her eyes flashed bright in rapturous wonderment. The look of total submission, pleased something dominant in Noor to have her acquiescent…knowing her unbound pleasure was singularly his doing.

“That’s what I’m talking about.” He let himself go then and ejaculated violently, pumping hard, pushing his seed into her womb.

Chapter Thirty

Lounging languorously, Allura stretched lithe and curled around Noor, sliding her leg between his enjoying the heat, moisture, feel of his flesh and ticklish hair on the muscular thigh that massaged her when she moved. She purred appreciatively. Noor had taken her to the stars and moon. In her current state, he could take her anywhere and she’d blindly follow him like a puppy. That should have been enough for her. She thought it would be.

She slid out of his arms and stared down at him. Overcome with emotions, she fought to keep the tears at bay filling her eyes. “I’m sorry, but I need more.” She hated to sound whinny, pleading.

“Give me a minute, sweetie.”

“That’s not what I meant. God, I hate this.” She sat up, folded her legs beneath her, and looked at him with regret. He rested with his arms pillowed behind his head, his eyes upward focusing on the ceiling, his body relaxed. She knew he intentionally refused to look at her, and maybe that was best. With him eyeing her, she wasn’t sure if she’d have the nerve to finish what she had to say. “This is harder than I expected, but we can’t continue down this path.”

“What path is that?” he asked ultrasoft, distant.

“What if I conceived?” she asked, biting into her lip.

The cool and brooding way he looked when he turned made her belly ache. “Then we both got what we wanted.”

A flash of fury surfaced. He sounded so callous. She had thought giving into what Noor wanted would help, but it only magnified how much more she needed. She slammed her fist into his arm. “Don’t you dare do this to me!”

Noor moved swiftly coming face to face with her. “I haven’t done anything to you where you weren’t in agreement. So, stop this, Allura, don’t act as if I forced anything on you. You’re not a child. You clearly understood the conditions of our agreement. Now, you want to change the game? Unbelievable.”

“Is that what I am to you, Noor, a game?”

He blasted air through his nostrils. “Don’t misconstrue what I said. You know what I meant.”

Allura swallowed the emotions rumbling inside her. “This entire situation has been a game, an assignment, something you coldly methodically orchestrated from the first moment you met me. Isn’t it? Your allegiance is to the agency. Pleasing your government is priority, correct? You are good. I will give you that. One of the savviest manipulators I’ve come across since Dunst and once again my stupidity made me foolishly believe you were so different.”

Noor showed teeth. “Don’t you dare compare me to that bastard.”

“I love you and that’s what makes the difference. Walking away from you is going to hurt like hell, but I will do it, Noor.”

“Stop it with the damned threats, Allura. We both went into this with our eyes wide open.”

“I can’t do this anymore.” She moved to the edge of the bed, threw her legs over the side, and jumped the floor. She searched for her clothing, snatching her blouse, pants, and scanned the room for her shoes.

“If you leave this time I won’t chase after you.” He swore.

Allura pulled on her clothes, watching him, slowly dying inside. She swallowed sucking her mouth dry. She opened her mouth to speak, and then pinched her lips together. The pride in her made her refuse to beg. The emotions inside her made her want to scream at him to stop her. Noor remained sprawled lazily over the bed pretending she didn’t exist. He’d turned away and didn’t even look in her direction.

Damn him! Allura fumed—a shoe went flying through the air. It would have hit its mark if Noor hadn’t feinted to the left and avoided it. It smacked against the wall just above his head with a thunk.

Noor was up in a millisecond and converged on her just as her palm hit the manual release for the door. She looked over her shoulder, wide-eyed, she kept slamming the panel with her fist again and again until the door slowly started to glide open.

“Fucking close and disengage!” he roared.

The door shut.

He caught her around the waist and whirled her around. “What the hell do you want from me?” he shouted.

“Something obviously you are not willing to give,” she shouted.

Noor raked his fingers through his hair in frustration. “I told you the truth about our situation and you agreed to my terms. What? You would have agreed to anything to have me fuck you?” he said crudely.

“I hate you,” she lied.

Noor moved forward pressing her back against the door. His eyes clouded with stormy darkness. “You take that back.”

“No.”

“Fuck, Allura, this is insane. You can’t just change our agreement on a whim to suit you. The dynamics is too complex.”

“I can do what I damned well please and you know it. Sorry, if that wounds your ego.” She flipped at him nastily. She tried to shove him away from her, but he didn’t budge. “Please step aside and let me go before this gets uglier between us then it already is.” She matched his bold stare as bravely as she dared. Falling in love with Noor was the stupidest mistake of her life. But, it happened, and now she could only hope to escape with a measure of dignity, soul, none of her heart because she’d foolishly given it to a man who clearly didn’t want it. The thought shattered her, ripped her emotions into shreds, and left her feeling barren.