Nightmare Key here! It's been a long time since I updated this, sorry about that folks. Anyway, let's get this over with. I also wrote a new story, it's supposed to be a Halloween Treat for you guys. It's a separate story from This Forbidden Feeling during Halloween. Please check that out as well. Without further ado, here's chapter 14.

Disclaimer: Hiro Mashima owns Fairy Tail…if only I did…but that's not possible…

Sting looked at Lucy's flushed face, she was shivering and he knew it was not because of the coldness of the waves hitting her naked body. This was the moment Sting was waiting for his entire life. To be joined together with the most important person of his life. His beloved, Lucy. His. Finally.

How patiently he waited for her to feel the same way as him. Lucy taking him into her sweet, pink mouth. Taking him whole. It felt so good; he had no words for it. He was amazed by her skill despite her being a virgin. After that, how could he ever give her up? This was his dream and nothing could destroy this.

She's your sister.

That thought slammed into him and his eyes opened wide. What was he doing? He knew he could never have Lucy…never be able to stay with her like that forever. Why should he destroy Lucy's future? Lucy would hate him…what if she could never get married because of this? He growled low in his throat. He would not give Lucy to another man. He would rather die. Lucy belonged to him.

"Sting, what's wrong? What happened to my punishment?" Lucy asked, her eyes still filled with undiluted lust. She was licking her lips unknowingly, moistening them as if she was already imagining their next heated kiss.

Sting could feel all his blood rushing south making him impossibly hard. "We shouldn't do this, Lucy. I can't ruin your future. We should stop."

"Says the person who started it. You can't stop now please. I'm begging you. I'm so hot, I could die. Don't stop…Sting." Her chest was steadily rising and falling. Sting could not help but look at her enormous mounds. They were begging him to hold them, lick them. Anything. At his intense stare, Lucy's nipples started to harden once more and he had to fight himself not to give them what they want.

"Don't beg! You don't have to beg for anything from me…ever. Lucy…are you sure we should…do this? There's still time for you to change your mind. I won't force you to do anything you don't like. I will force myself to stop…even if I don't want to. Still, I will respect your decision." Sting looked towards the sea, the setting sun's glow bathing their naked frames a lovely, warm yellowish-orange.

"If I didn't want it, I would have run away long time ago. I want you so much Sting…I've never felt this strongly about someone in all my years of living. Until you. Don't' worry, you're not forcing me. I chose this. I want you. Are you sure you can stop after I do this?" Lucy reached for Sting's manhood and stroked it up then down a few times.

Sting could only groan in response, pre-cum coming out from the tip. He tossed his head back and grabbed Lucy's hand before he could explode on her hand. "No more, vanilla. Or I won't know what I'll do to you."

"Surprise me, then. Words aren't your only expertise, are they?" Lucy gave a giggle but it quickly became a gasp when Sting placed two fingers working her skillfully. He was hitting her so deep while he fondled her left breast with his right hand, his tongue circling her nipples. She was riding her second orgasm and just like her first one, she was left speechless and numb. Pleasure the only thing she could think of. She wanted more of what Sting could give her.

"Have to be inside…Lucy…can't take it anymore." Sting said, grabbing Lucy's buttocks and hoisting her up as he stood taking her with him.

Surprised by Sting's sudden movement, Lucy was forced to wind her legs around his waist. His erection pressing on her belly. She was clinging onto Sting and realized he was bending down to his pants to retrieve a rounded-pink thing. A condom? So, that's how they look like. Where he had gotten it? Lucy had no clue. Why it was in his pocket at the exact time they were about to make love, she had no clue either. Did he always bring one with him wherever he went? Why? To screw girls who were not her?

Lucy grit her teeth. He better not be screwing other girls behind her back, she would claw them to bits. Why was she suddenly acting like a kitty cat that had been deprived of her favorite toy? He ripped it open with his teeth and put it on, making Lucy cling onto him tighter.

The next thing she knew, her back was pressed upon a giant rock while Sting supported her from the front. Sting looked into her eyes as if reading her, his blue against her chocolate orbs.

"Go slow Sting, please. Can you kiss me at the same time so I know you're with me?"

"Yes, my lovely princess." With that, Sting entered her inch by inch and took her mouth into his. "I have to enter you fast so that the pain will subside faster. Hold on to me, Lucy." Sting said, breaking the kiss for awhile.

He grabbed her buttocks and thrust into her, all the way home breaking her hymen. Preventing herself from screaming, she bit Sting's shoulder hard drawing blood. Sting let her adjust to his length before pulling out and then thrusting his shaft back in. He continued this motion ever so slowly; he had a hard time controlling himself. He wanted to take her, hard. Her pussy was sucking him in. It was so tight, so hot. It was squeezing him, milking him of his seed. It would not take long before he exploded inside her.

Lucy finally broke her contact from Sting's shoulder and began to kiss him again. She was drowned in so much pleasure; the pain had quickly ebbed away like the waves of the sea hitting the soles of Sting's feet. It was cold but he was so hot from his and Lucy's pleasure. Their sweat mingling with each other as Sting French-kissed Lucy, not caring if anyone passed by seeing the whole action. Lucy smelled like strawberry and vanilla mixed together. He was becoming dizzy from her scent. It was intoxicating, making him want to have his wicked ways with her.

"Sting, don't go slow anymore. I take back what I said. I didn't know it would be this good -" Her words were cut-off when Sting drove into her like a piston. It was in no time before she had her third orgasm of the day and Sting was not far from his. Lucy hugged Sting closer, their bodies sticky from their juices and sweat.

As Lucy became lax in Sting's embrace, Sting let out a roar before he emptied himself inside of her. Lucy could feel it. She was so hot inside; it was as if she was on fire. Lucy and Sting collapsed on the sand, side by side. Sting hugged Lucy, her back towards his front. Lucy let him. She even snuggled closer to him. Sting buried his face on her hair and she could feel him smiling. She had the same expression but for some reason, she could not help thinking to herself. Did I make a grave mistake?

That was Chapter 14. Did you guys enjoy it? Please read and review. The next chapter will be filled with doubts and sprinkled with a lot of Sticy and of course some Nalu. Please anticipate it. For now, Nightmare Key signing off.