Note: I wrote a small part in Third-Person-View, cause I thought that part might sound strange in First-Person-View.

Chapter 4: Becoming one

Gently he pushes me down. „Spread your beautiful legs for me, _."

Oswald touches my inner tights. This time he isn't teasing me anymore. Straightforward he goes down on me. I feel him grin against my skin.

„Do you like it when I touch you? Kiss your skin? Do I really have such an effect on you?" He pauses a bit. „I wonder how many men can make you feel like this." He almost sounds distressed.

„Only you can," I say truthfully, however, I doubt he believes me.

He doesn't answer, but I feel his grip on my hips tighten. Again he caresses my nether regions. Somehow… I can't explain why, but it feels different somehow. Or at least I think so.

He licks me like ice cream, starting from my entrance up to my clit. I bite my finger.

Gradually my arousal comes back. I look outside of the window, watching the moon and the stars. Silent witnesses of my erotic encounter with this man everyone calls Penguin. My feelings are getting more intense.

He's thrusting his tongue inside of me, exploring my insides.

Whimpering I grab the bed sheet, but Oswald takes my hand, and interlocks his fingers with mine. I take a risk to look at him. He's looking at me while he pleasures me. It's such a sexy view. I feel sexy and desired.

Suddenly my mobile phone rings. In shock I look around. For sure it fell to the ground when I hit the commode before. The sweet, lovely atmosphere changed.

He looks annoyed at me. „Don't want to pick up? It's getting on my nerves."

„But-„

„Answer it," Oswald says infuriated.

What the fuck? Is it my fault that somebody is calling now?

I get angry.

He continues to talk, but with a wicked smile now, „Maybe it's a good way to teach you some self discipline. Now answer the phone call."

Uh-oh. This didn't sound good.

„Maybe it's my friend, who wants to make sure I am ok."

„That's fine," he says dryly.

„I'll tell her you are here."

„Tell her."

„Possibly she will come and check out if everything is ok."

„Just answer the damn phone call!"

The mobile phone becomes silent.

„What, if my friend really would come to check that everything is alright? You know, she has a key to my apartment in case of emergency."

„So what? What could possibly happen? She sees how I fuck you?" Oswald shrugs.

It seems like he really enjoys the imagination of someone watching him, while having sex with me. And indeed he would enjoy this. To show others how much power he has over me.

„I'll tell her you forced me!" I lied, but I just can't stand his cockiness.

He laughs out loudly. „For sure she would believe you. Your juice is dripping because of me."

Again my mobile phone rings.

„Now, just answer."

It's better to not tempt his patience anymore. I know that.

Quickly I find my mobile phone. It was really my best friend.

„Hey, _ _ _ _ _, here is _ _ _ _ _. I was worried. I just wanted to know you are okay."

As I am about to give an answer I feel Oswalds finger on my most sensitive spot. Self discipline. Self control. I understand. I let that guy at the party kiss me instead of pushing him away. I tormented him before by not riding him.

He wants me to be his. Obey him. Without thinking. Without questioning. He wants me to do everything he desires.

„Oh, hey-un-hi."

„Are you okay? You sound-strange."

„Oh, don't worry. I am," a lick on my pearl, „o-okay. Maybe just-ah-getting sick. I think I have fever."

I try my best not to moan out loud. What an evil jerk he is! Pushing his tongue inside of me, fingering me while talking on the phone.

He snorts with a smug smile, his face still buried between my legs, „Indeed, you have fever, my dear. High fever it seems."

Your friend is still very worried. „Do you need anything, _ _ _ _ _? Do you want me to come?"

„Oh no!" I say in shock. „I-It's okay. I just need to-sl-sleep."

I really hate him for this. It's just too hard to stay calm. I hope she will believe me. Luckily she does.

„Okay, take a good rest then. Please call me when you need anything. Just in case. Get well soon! Good night."

„Thanks. I w-will. G-Good night." As soon as she hangs up I throw the mobile phone into a corner and Oswald stops.

„You did very well. You learn quickly."

„I hate you," I say, knowing it's not true.

He chuckles, „Oh yes, I can see how much you hate me. And I can taste how much you hate me."

I can feel Oswalds body on mine. He's on top of me now. The feeling of his weight on my body is giving me an extra kick. Since when is it enough to feel the weight of a guy on me to turn me on so much? He's looking at the necklace in a sentimental way, touching it.

„Do you know how much I longed for this moment? When I was alone in my bed at night? How often I imagined this to happen? Me, having power over you. You under me. Only with this necklace on. I didn't lie when I said this necklace is made for queens."

My anger towards him flies away. But again I am confused. At first he is the relentless predator, then he is wondering how many men can make me feel this special way, like he really cared about it. And again he's angry, and wants to punish me and then he sounds like I am the only one for him. Like he desires only me.

. . . . .

She doesn't know how many times he lay in his bed at night already, thinking about her. Her beautiful eyes, her sweet smile, her smell, her body, her everything. People who are longing for someone can't find sleep easily, you know? And when darkness falls there is a high possibility that dark thoughts are crawling into one's mind. Thoughts of dominating someone. Thoughts of taking someone, without mercy.

He promised himself a long time ago that he will make her his. His pet. No matter what. Only her. She has no idea how much addicted he is already to her.

She doesn't know how often he imagined her to be with him, touching him, kissing him. Loving him.

She deson't know how many times he touched himself, while he thought about her. How many times he imagined it is her, who touches him. How many times he just wanted to push her down to the ground and takes her fiercely. She doesn't know how many times he came already with her name on his lips.

. . . . .

„It's time to make you really mine."

I feel his hard penis at my entrance. Both of us are breathless.

„Let me feel you. Give it to me! I want you! Oswald-" is the only thing I can say. Enough. The game is over.

I want him. He wants me.

He kisses my neck, squeezes my breast while gently pushing his manhood inside of my screaming hot and dripping area. He needs to catch his breath. I'm feeling just too good to him.

„So hot, tight and wet," he murmurs as he lets me feel him fully. I scream out in pleasure, the feeling of him inside of me is overpowering me.

I caress Oswald's back as he starts to move inside of me. He exits me nearly before thrusting into me forcefully again.

He's filling me completely. I adapt to his rhythm, moving my hips against his strokes.

I close my eyes, unable to think about anything anymore. Only the feeling of Oswald inside of me is existing.

. . . . .

Same goes for him. Only the feeling of her tight, torrid, wet and pulsating slit around him.

. . . . .

He's lifting both of my legs over his shoulders, so he`s able to get better access. The feeling is incredible. His penetration becomes even deeper. The next stroke and he finds my sweet hidden spot. In ecstasy I dig my fingernails into his arms, screaming his name over and over again.

He moans my name while watching my face. „_! Mine!" he grunts.

Right in this moment he swears to himself to never ever let her go.

I open my eyes a bit and see how Oswald watches me. Ashamed I try to hide my face. I can hear his soft, almost loving, voice. „Don't hide from me, my little dove. Let me see your beautiful face."

I couldn't explain why, but suddenly I feel… safe. Safe and protected. My moans become louder. He's putting my legs down again, grabbing my waist now, his speed increasing. Our bodies are hot and sweaty. The air is full of the scent of sex.

„Please-Oswald-I can't-"

He presses his body against mine, his whispered words in my ear are driving me over the edge. „Come. Come for me. You are mine. You hear? Only mine!"And with that my second orgasm washes over me. Near fainting I'm screaming Oswald's name. He told me he will make me see stars and indeed he did.

After a few more hard thrusts he releases himself inside of me, also yelling my name. I feel his love juice filling me and it only feels wonderful and natural. Both of us are sheer breathless. I feel his sweaty body on mine. He is still inside of me. And I wish he would be for eternity. The feeling is just wonderful, like we shared our innermost secrets with each other.

I hug him tightly, and fondle his hair. Both of us are silent for a while. No words are needed. When Oswald wants to lie next to me, I pull him back on my body.

„Please let me feel your body on mine a bit more. It feels good. You-You feel good, Oswald," I say with closed eyes.

Oswald fulfills my wish. He's resting his head beside mine. I bury my head in his neck, smelling him. Yes, I am really his. But is he also mine?

I am scared I am only a one-night stand for him. That he will be gone the next morning.

Time passes. Oswald lifts his upper body, and observes me. Like he wants to discover something. I look at him as well. Both of us are sharing a moment in silence. A moment just for me and him. I smile at him weakly, touching his face. It is an honest smile. Only for Oswald.

And then something unexpected happens.

Oswald looks at me, and touches my face. Affectionately. He leans down, closing the gap between us. I close my eyes. My heart is racing out of control.

I feel his lips on mine. Quick and almost shyly at first. He plants another kiss on my lips, this time with more confidence, and more demanding. I move into the kiss, becoming more aggressive as well. Oswald runs his tongue over my lips, signaling me he wants to enter. After I opened my mouth a bit, his tongue finds its way directly into my mouth, exploring it passionately. He also nibbles and sucks gently on my lower lip.

We're kissing for a long time, and after a while my body reacts to the kiss. Heat starts to build up again. I have to smile. Slowly I can feel the response of his body too.

„Really, Oswald?" I ask with an amused smile.

He chuckles. As an answer he only kisses me.