Part 6. Burning Desire
She wanted to just fall asleep without dreaming that night. She could have sworn that throughout it another's touch had been felt, their body laying next to hers. There were times when she couldn't decipher between the dream and reality, everything felt much too real. The young woman tossed and turned panting as small beads of sweat formed on her skin. Wynnie desperately wanted to wake up but she couldn't; at least not until the dream finished. For whatever reason it had to finish while playing out in its entirety.
It began with her sleeping peacefully on the bed, a light breeze blowing into the room through the open window. Thin sheer translucent curtains swayed in the wind, moonlight illuminating the delicate material. A silhouette casted its unfamiliar shadow as the door swiftly creaked open, light footsteps walking towards the bed. The figure pushed the door open firmly but not so hard as to cause its love to wake from slumber. The shadow drew nearer, so slowly it seemed, as she saw through its own eyes and its own point of view.
She understood how it felt. That empty vessel felt so lonely, empty, longing for another's touch and embrace. It would never cease in its quest for lust-filled loins to be sated...an eternal burning desire.
"My sweet girl...my Wynnie."
The voice sounded distorted, each moaned word coming out in a gurgle. She opened panicked eyes seeing the shadowed figure naked its form obviously male. Hallowed eyes stared back at her a sickly white colored film where the iris and pupil should be. An outlined Grecian straight nose rested in the middle of his face, right above a wide panting mouth. Her eyes trailed down his features, scanning over everything. He made certain to stand still allowing her to get a good view. Their views interchanged, both seeing each others naked bodies, wanting the same outcome.
Her eyes continued trailing down his flawlessly sculpted arms, abdomen, well-endowed member...It certainly was at that, standing at attention and ready to have its fill. His external organ seemed to have a mind of its own twitching ever so often while waiting for a command. A drooling pointed tongue came out of his mouth, deep heavy pants filling the air. His hands clenched as he now grew impatient crawling onto the bed. After a brief moment Wynnie forced out her reply, consenting to him.
"Hello...Sir. Please, have me. D-Do what you want..."
His clawed thick fingers retracted the claws back, reptilian-like skin caressing her ankles, massaging thick limbs. He gently opened her legs which she willingly allowed, her own sex soaking wet. He noticed her own smaller erection, smelling her sex first before massaging her clitoris with his tongue. He let out urgent moans, burying his face between legs spread wide open, moans of her own now filling the room. Both sounded pleading, each one knowing fully well what the other desired.
An urge that felt so violent overtook him he had to begin thrusting against the bed, humping until she allowed him entrance into wherever she wanted. It didn't matter which crevice she desired him to enter he wanted to please her in any possible way. Whatever made her happy first, that's all that mattered to him. She grabbed his head, gently groping while thrusting against his tongue. He used a finger to intensely rub her clitoris making her orgasm with such great intensity the once sultry moans turned into howls and screams, her body twitching in ecstacy. He trailed his tongue up to her hips, sucking and licking each one until lifting her hips up, briefly licking her cheeks. He then focused on her breasts, pausing when several minutes passed by, giving her time to recover and tell him what she desired. When she caught on, she whispered "I want to taste you, baby. You made me feel so good...I can't thank you enough."
She smiled sweetly at him, causing his member to swell, growing to such an engorged state he thought the very organ itself may explode.
"Yeesss, pleassse, sweet giirrrll."
He laid down at her side on his back while she slowly got into position, licking and sucking him with unexpected ferocity. Her grip tightened around his shaft, stroking almost too roughly but he didn't care, the mere touch of her hand felt amazing. He gave soft innocent moans reminding her of what he threw away long ago. This felt strange, this odd sensation. She felt a strong connection to this shadowed figure without even knowing who- or what- he was. She wanted to love him but couldn't. This was only lust, nothing more. Clearly that's all he wanted...Surely.
'Perhaps there could be something more to this...unknown figure. He sounds familiar and feels familiar, well, aside from the strange reptilian skin. His mannerisms were also along with character but I just can't place who this mystery figure is.'
He braced his feet against the bed, thrusting quickly in and out of her warm mouth, feeling her saliva coat his member until thin strands dripped down, smacking sounds growing louder each time his flesh met with her lips. She couldn't help or resist the urge, touching herself as he moved then paused, allowing plenty of time for her to breathe. She also gagged from time to time which he took into account only deep-throating her when feeling close to orgasm.
"Wynnie...You're making me...Cum. I'm cumming just for you, darling."
He let go of her head, keeping fingers intertwined in her hair as he ejaculated, warm fluid filling her mouth. She fondled his balls as this happened hearing him howl just as she had before. She swallowed every last drop, licking him clean. The young woman giggled while trailing her tongue down to his ankles, mimicking what he had done to her first, aside from licking and massaging her bottom cheeks. This caused a playful giggle from him as she now licked, bit and sucked his nipples already feeling his recent erection pulse against her stomach.
"I want to taste us...My sweeet giirrrll."
He grabbed ahold of her suddenly, firmly but gently, laying her onto her back while straddling from above. He filled her open, panting mouth with passionate kisses, apparently wanting more to take place after this interaction; much more than she cared for. He looked deeply into unsure eyes as he ended the kisses, her brow arching in sympathy.
"Wait, please, I don't want to do this yet. I'm not ready yet!"
He smiled wide again his member rubbing against her opening. She furiously shook her head, attempting to push him off.
"No, damn it! I said stop! Stop!"
She struggled not only in the dream but in reality as well. He began to fade away quickly along with the room, her eyes opening to hands placed in a shadowed figures face; an annoyed one at that. Albert lay in front of her, at her side. He must have noticed she was having a restless dream and came to comfort her. It didn't seem that way now though as a look of clear irritation covered his face.
"I was trying to wake you, girl- not have hands thrust against my face this early in the morning."
He said this while removing her own hands from his face. She felt so embarrassed that she couldn't move. The very thought of him laying there beside her all night caused everything in her body to just freeze up.
'I wonder if he really had even done what he had yesterday...Perhaps that's what brought on this dream, if so. Dr. Marcus may have played a part as well...'
She turned over on her back, letting out a heavy sigh, catching her breath while taking deep breaths. A hand ran through sweat soaked hair as she stood taking note that she was obviously naked. A deep blush painted rosy cheeks as she covered herself, wrapping the covers around her body. Yup obviously they had done something. Slowly but surely, the prior session from yesterday evening filled her head, making her sit down. Her head felt foggy, heavy with worry.
"Why cover yourself? It's not as though I haven't already seen everything."
She glared at him, scowling.
"G-get the hell out of my room, damn it!"
Her eyes darted to the alarm clock, noticing it was four-thirty in the morning.
"Now then, is that anyway to talk to your dear Uncle Al? Perhaps further disciplinary measures need to be taken with you, naughty girl. Were you dreaming of what we might do next, hmm?"
He stalked over to her slowly while on his knees, taking his time to reach her on the bed as he spoke, pulling her back to him growling lowly. She closed her eyes out of fear remembering every single event from yesterday and every word exchanged between the two. Her sore body trembled at his next words as that same icy breath covered her mouth.
"Tell me what it is that you want uncle Al to do, my sweet, naughty girl. Tell him as you beg for his forgiveness...Don't you recall the events from yesterday and what all your vicious tongue spat at me?"
He gripped her ass while enticing further action from her, thrusting against her sex which was only protected by the covers. She cradled him in her arms as eyes gently fluttered open, feeling that same urge from her dream wash over, causing once concealed pants to release from deep within. The harder she tried to hide her desire the more she failed. There was no hiding anything from him.
"I want to deny my true feelings for you, Al, I really do but I- I don't think I can do this for much longer. I guess the reason why I acted so harshly towards you and said things that I didn't mean was because I wanted space. I still want a lot actually- well part of me does anyway- and the other part wants to give in to you. I think some shadowed figure in my dream represented a physical and emotional manifestation of you...Well, perhaps you and others also.
I'm not all that certain of this but what I do know without a doubt is that no matter what, I do have love for you in my heart. There will always be a place for you in my heart, Al. I'm sorry if I hurt you but you hurt me too...And most often, words can hurt more than any weapon. Just understand that I love you but I'm not in love with you. I'm sorry...I just don't see you in that way."
She couldn't understand how he acted so kind and sweet one day then down right cruel the next. It seemed like he was two different people. That couldn't be possible though...
"You said it yourself, there's love for me in your heart. That's all I needed to have confirmed."
He trailed a tongue up a tensed neck, whispering in a low, sultry tone.
"Tell me what I had done to you in your dream. I wish to re-enact the scenario."
Wynnie remained quiet, closing tired eyes. She didn't feel physically tired only mentally. The young woman wanted to get away, that's all. She just wanted to leave and never look back. Even if it costed her life.
"Don't conjure up any lies in your re-telling; I can always sense when you do."
"Albert, haven't you ever wanted to leave from here?"
He let out a sigh, rolling off since the mood had already been killed. Surprisingly enough, for someone as hormonally irresistible as Wynnie, she still knew how to ruin a sex drive for any sentient being.
"Damn it woman, I don't care to discuss this nonsense now. Reciprocate my desire or keep still and pack for the trip."
"You've never called me that before...I have a name, man. And why don't you care to discuss this? Don't tell me you haven't once thought of leaving this pla-"
He grabbed her already bruised mandible, silencing Wynnie momentarily.
"Use your mouth to satisfy me and I'll tell you."
Her eyes widened while she winced in pain his grip almost too much to bear. He gently removed his hand after asking this unlike from before when it felt as though he had applied enough pressure to nearly break bone.
"Do we have a deal?"
She shook her head in denial, looking away in shame.
"Albert, I'm sorry but I can't do this with you anymore. It doesn't feel right."
He sat there fuming, remaining temporarily silent. This was never a good sign.
"Please understand..."
She placed a shaky hand on his shoulder letting out a long heavy sigh. That desire to have him would always remain, Wynnie felt more than aware of that. She didn't want this going too far; whatever had been between them. She still couldn't believe what all had transpired between her and James. The dream seemed more believable than their recent interaction.
He removed her hand then removed himself from the situation. He left the room but not before dressing himself halfway. Another deep sigh left her mouth while she fell onto her back in frustration turning over onto her stomach and screaming into a pillow. She did this several times then would have turned onto her side if it weren't for Albert returning. He had two glasses of water in his hands giving a curious look as she startled at his sudden entry, gasping.
"If you've finished letting out suppressed frustrations then you should drink. Mr. Stevens will begin making breakfast within the hour."
He sat the two glasses on the nightstand, sitting back down on the other side furthest from the door. He did sleep beside her ever so often. It caught her off guard when he did this making her wonder what all the stoic man thought of while laying there each night.
"I'll at least use something else to please you if you still want to...well...you know. My mouth feels a little sore. And uh, thanks for the water."
She drank half the glass waiting for his response. He undressed completely laying down on his back.
"Begin anytime you wish."
She closed her eyes unable to look at his member which still somehow remained erect this entire time. Her cheeks flushed as she knelt at his side softly rubbing his stomach.
"I guess I don't feel the same way about James...I looked at his member. With you, it's different I think because we're closer Al."
He smirked with confidence, sneering with pride.
'If only you could hear Miss Wynnie now, doctor. I wonder if you'd still have the same opinion of her and hold the young woman in such high regard as you so often do.'
She began stroking him after a short time, rubbing his stomach and thighs until working up enough courage to do so. He sighed upon feeling her full lips wrap around his tip, playfully licking and sucking til he could stand the wait no more. She asked him this innocent question, asking something that set his entrails on fire; sitting there so pure with closed eyes, unsure expression.
"Uncle Al, am I doing this right? Can you show me how?"
He stroked her hair warmly instructing how to proceed.
"Stroke my shaft up and down slowly while taking me as far as you can inside of your mouth. Cup my balls as you do this. It will bring release faster and oh, how I crave nothing more."
'Especially when it's coming from you, Miss Wynnie...After waiting all this time.'
He kept the thought to himself. Seemed better that way. Perhaps if the relationship evolved any further he would shower her with compliments much more often. Until then this treatment would have to suffice.
"That's a very good girl...Who's my good girl, hmmm? Say it with me still inside your mouth, Wynnie, if you kindly please..."
He said please. Hell must have frozen over.
"I amm...Awbert."
She followed his instructions wanting to please him without taking things too far. Her other hand lightly squeezed his thigh, massaging the limb from time to time. The other one stayed where he wanted until he said otherwise. She could only take half his length. His width wasn't exactly making her jaw any less sore. She looked embarrassed while thinking about asking him another question. She just hoped he reacted positively. Her head popped up quickly before asking.
"Al, um, do you mind if I touch myself too?"
He smirked, inquiring "Are you trying to lose your virginity tonight? Merely being in your presence is causing me to nearly lose control already. And whatever happened to that sore jaw of yours? I suppose temptation out-ruled reason yet again, hmm?"
She looked somewhat disheartened still blushing heavily, focusing on completing the task at hand. She gave a sheepish response pausing for a brief moment.
"Yes...I suppose I just couldn't help myself and wanted to taste you. I felt compelled to..."
A bewitching smile flashed across his face, quickly adding to her reply.
"You're such a good well-behaved girl. You will be rewarded for your efforts later today, rest assured, my dear. Aww and don't look so disappointed now. We can do more after marriage. I'm positive that's what will become of us."
He resumed stroking her head, surprisingly gentle as he slowly thrusted into her hand and mouth. Her hold tightened slightly around his balls as he clasped her other hand in his own, moaning with delight.
"I'm close now, Wynnie, my baby. Keep squeezing harder...Harder until the area has nearly become numb. You're doing an excellent job."
She obeyed as usual, doing as told until he ejaculated without warning, holding her head in place while growling with moans of pleasure. She swallowed his semen having no other option moaning a little herself when he finished. He allowed her to sit up and turn over deciding to give a light peck on her cheek. She hugged the covers against her while feeling his body press up against hers, holding from behind.
"I do believe a nap is in order, wouldn't you agree my dear?"
"Yes, I think so too. Thank you Al, you tasted delicious and taught me well."
She stroked his arms nuzzling against his cheek as she drifted into a brief slumber. He whispered something in a low voice. She heard parts of what he had said and wondered how true they really were...Or whether any of it might actually happen. That scared her most- the unknown and having no control over her own actions. This had been what she heard before drifting off.
"Indeed my lovely gem. No one else can have you...I'll make sure of it."