Well, it's time I bring back an old OC of mine that I really hoped would succeed in his debut story, but it didn't quite work out the way it went.
As you can see, this one-shot brings back my son of Wolverine OC from my old story Young Justice: Son of Wolverine, James Draven AKA Razor. I was going to call him The Wolf, just as Logan is called The Wolverine. But since his debut story was Young Justice, where there is a literal wolf named... Wolf, I couldn't use that name. So for now, he's called Razor.
And in this one-shot, he gets with Emma Frost.
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men. I only own the OC James Draven/Razor.
There was nothing but silence in the jungle, save for the sound of crickets and wildlife. What was added to those sounds were the crunching sound of footsteps trampling over the greenery, twigs snapping under boots as a squad of soldiers moved carefully through the jungle They dressed in complete black outfits, tactical masks and goggles, rifles in hand as the squad leader silently signalled for the squad to halt their advance, which they did and aimed in different directions, securing the perimeter.
The squad leader trudged forward, being slow and careful with his movements as he came to crouch upon a pair of footprints in the dirt, ones that did not belong to either of his men.
The silence was then shattered by two very distinct sounds that could be called the sounds of death's approach.
SNIKT!
SNIKT!
"Contact!" One of the soldiers shouted as they fired at a dark form in the trees just as said dark figure leaped from his perch with a roar, colliding with the soldier and the sound of flesh being impaled as well as the soldier's scream filled the forest. The corpse was then lifted up and thrown into two other soldiers, knocking them to the ground with grunts.
"Down! Take him down!" The squad leader ordered, aiming his gun with his soldiers following. They fired at their target, who shot off into the jungle. Tree barks were struck by bullets, bush leaves pierced, greenery killed as the gunfire cut through them easily.
"He's gone!" One of the soldiers reported as the gunfire ceased.
"Fan out! Find him and kill him! No close quarters!" The squad leader ordered, and the squad split off into various directions, intending to find their target and put him down. One of the soldiers grimaced as he passed the corpse of their dead comrade, six large and bleeding claw marks in his chest.
One soldier quietly crept through the jungle, pushing bushes out of his way as he kept a focused eye on his surroundings. He stopped as he heard a twig snap and aimed his gun ahead, slowly walking.
SLASH!
Suddenly, half of his rifle was cut in half, causing his eyes to widen. He barely got a scream out as he saw three metal claws coming for his face and then darkness.
The rest of the squad looked up upon hearing the sound of their comrade screaming briefly and realized what had happened. One of them got panicky at every little sound and began to fire into the bushes, screaming as he did so with rage and fury. He soon stopped and there was nothing but silence.
"WHERE ARE YOU?!" He shouted.
"Here." A voice whispered behind him. The soldier didn't have the chance to turn as he gasped when he was impaled through the neck by a claw, which was then ripped from him, blood sprouting out like a leaking bucket.
The squad leader grimaced, realizing there was only four of them left, including him. He quickly got on the radio. "Fall in at my location. Stay together and do not-"
"Contact! Contact-AHHH!"
"There! I got him-AHH!"
"Shot! Shit! Fucking die, mutant-AHHHH!"
"Fuck..." The squad leader closed his eyes as he heard the screams of his dying comrades who were mercilessly being slaughtered, hunted down, by their target. They had thought this would be easy. That they would be the hunters, and their prey the hunted. But it had been reversed. They had become the hunted, and their prey was the hunter instead.
He looked up as silence reigned through the forest. Everything was deathly silent, as if knowing that death had come and everything must be silent at it's approach.
"Shit." The squad leader sighed, just before he gasped, lurching forward as six metal claws protruded through his chest from behind. Three of them were ripped out, and the soldier gasped as he felt the claws impaling him repeatedly from behind, then his body was slammed to the ground and the last thing he saw was the cold, glaring dark eyes of his attacker before everything went dark.
The figure huffed as he stood over his dead enemy. He was a young man in his very late teens, about nineteen years old though was coming onto twenty soon. He was dressed in a black combat suit with dark gray to it. A cowl covered half of his face, coated in the same colors, though the suit's dark colors helped to not show the blood that had splashed onto his chest from the killing. However, the one important thing to note about this person if someone saw him, wouldn't be the outfit he was wearing...
It would be the six claws, three in both hands, protruding from the space between his knuckles before they were retracted back in.
"Computer, end program." The figure said, his voice a little hard and cold.
At his command, the corpses disappeared like holograms, and everything else just sizzled out, turning off like a hologram to reveal a large room with an observation window on the wall.
The figure reached up to push the cowl back off his face, revealing the young man had brown irises, short black hair that was ruffled and messy due to the cowl he wore over his head and face.
His name was James Draven, son of the Wolverine and Mariko Yashida.
"Can I go now?" James called up to the observation window, where his father, Logan, stood as overseer of his Danger Room session.
"Yeah, get going, squirt." Logan said, putting a cigar in his mouth as he watched his son leave the Danger Room. His nose wrinkled a little and he grunted. "Got something you want to say, Frost?"
"Only that your son is more like you than you think, namely in terms of savagery in the field." Emma Frost said as she came to stand beside the Wolverine. "He's much like you, an animal."
"Gee, way to be perfectly blunt about it." Logan scoffed, though didn't really feel that offended. He had been called worse in his life. "The kid's had a tough time. He and Laura have that in common."
Emma hummed, her eyes looking into the Danger Room, before she turned to Logan. "Are you certain he's X-Men material? Ever since what Weapon X did to him-"
"He'll get over it. Kid's got a lot of rage built up inside him, and he needs to let it out in his own way." Logan said, knowing full well it's what he would do. But everyon experiences their trauma in different ways and deals with it differently. Just leave him too it." With that, Logan turned and left to go get that last can of beer in the fridge before anyone else tries to snatch it, especially his son.
Emma watched Logan go, then looked away. She had a little bit of doubt in Logan's words, as she had watched James since he had been brought to the mansion. From what she had seen of his sessions in the danger room, he was wild, uncontrollable, reckless, likes to strike out on his own but can be relied upon when it calls for it though he seemed annoyed to have to be relied on as if he has to solve everyone else's problems for them. She didn't know what to make of him, as he was quite an enigma.
from what she knew, or at least what Logan had been willing to tell her, he had been given up years ago by Logan and Mariko in fear of Marikos' father coming after James and killing him due to his hate for mutants, especially Logan. James was placed with the Dravens and remained with them for a while, eventually discovering his powers which matched his father's, his sister Laura, and his brother Daken. He was brought to the mansion not long after discovery his gifts, and met his biological father for the first time. To say that meeting didn't go well would be an understatement.
And then, tragedy struck, as it always seemed to in the life of the Wolverine and his offspring.
James' adopted family was killed by Weapon X, who used that to capture him and experiment on him, intending to finish what they started with Logan in the Weapon X project. James' claws, once bone, were grafted with adamantium just like Logan had been. Weapon X had planned to wipe James' memory afterward, but the X-Men stormed the facility and rescued James, but left a vengeful young man who truly lived up to the term 'Lone Wolf'. If he hadn't been named Razor, Emma would've called him 'The Wolf' or something.
Sighing, the headmistress of the school left. She won't have her answers unless she gets them in a certain way.
Making her way to the upper section of the school, Emma cast her mind out to scout for James, and soon came across it in one of the rooms where he was alone. She didn't venture any further, but cast a mind probe to gauge him for herself. And what she finds catches her completely off guard.
His psyche was part human, part animal. That much was clear given his enhanced senses like his father's, though they seemed stronger with James, especially the animal part. All manner of primitive instincts that slowly bleed into his higher cognitive functions. There was also three basics; the urge to eat, to fight... to fuck. Emma's eyes widened upon finding out about the last one as it begins to overwhelm her, the lust she sensed causing her to let out a quiet moan and rub her legs together to try and stop the burning heat building up in her lower regions.
She's sensed lust from men before, but never so... basic and carnal. Even Wolverine was able to keep his desires in check.
'Fuck, I feel so... hot.' Emma moaned, unable to help but reach down and rub her pussy through her white skin-tight pants. She really needed this to be dealt with... and she had an idea as to how.
"This is gonna be one of those 'you're on the team' talks, I can tell." James grumbled as he made his way to Emma Frost's office, having been called when the telepath spoke to him in his head. He had snapped when she did, unsheathing his claws on instinct before realizing she was speaking in his head but that still didn't help as it felt like a breach of privacy. His father had often told him to try and ignore Emma, that she always calls people by speaking in their heads rather than coming to them herself.
Coming up to the door of Emma's office, James went to open it when he stopped as he smelled... something. It was kinda sweet, but he couldn't identify what it was. It was also something he's picked up a few times, namely with the females in the school. He hadn't been sure what it was so shrugged it off, chalking it up to some perfume they were wearing. With that thought shoved aside, he opened the door and stepped inside...
And was greeted to the stunning sight of Emma Frost sitting on her desk, legs crossed seductively at the knee, clad in only a white short corset that showed a great amount of cleavage and barely went to her midriff. She also wore white panties, or a thong, that was quite a sight to see on her and to add to the sex appeal was her thigh-high white boots that she often wore.
"Hello James~" Emma smirked at him seductively and beckoned him in with a finger. James, stunned and very much turned on, walked in and closed the door behind him. "Lock the door."
He did just that and took a few steps forward, but a part of him remained cautious. As sexy as Emma was, and he had thought up a few fantasies about her after seeing that hot outfit she wears in the field, he knew that she used to be an enemy of the X-Men once upon a time. Her attractive body is what made her dangerous, as she knew how to use it to take men off guard.
"Miss Frost-"
"Emma." The telepath cut in, still smiling. "Call me Emma, darling."
"...Okay, Emma." James grumbled a little. "May I ask why you called me... and why are you dressed like that? Were the rest of your clothes in the wash?"
Emma chuckled at his remark, finding it amusing. She got off the desk and walked towards him, a noticeable sway in her hips. She stopped when she was just an inch close to him. "I've been thinking about you, James." Emma started, keeping that seductive voice as she began to circle him, a hand placed on his chest that she trailed along as she slowly walked around him. "I'll admit, I had my doubts about you at first, especially after what happened with... you know. But, I must also admit that seeing your ruthlessness in the Danger Room sessions you go through, the savagery of an animal you have, the whole lone wolf thing... it's so hot."
James raised an eyebrow at that, watching as Emma came to stand in front of him.
"Okay, I'm not gonna waste anymore time, James. I want to have sex with you." Emma said bluntly, catching James off guard. "I know you have the instincts of an animal, including the desire to fuck any attractive female you feel like wanting to have sex with."
James scoffed. "When you put it like that, you make me sound out to be some kind of-MMPH!" His retort was silenced as Emma slammed her lips against his, but that one act broke whatever restraint he had as his hands immediately came onto her body and began to caress her skin, feeling the curves of her body much to Emma's delight as she moaned into his mouth, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck.
While James was unsure of this, he can't deny that he really wanted to have sex with Emma Frost.
Their tongues met in a clash, Emma moaning as her hands roamed James' body just as his roamed her, giving her luscious ass a nice, firm squeeze that made her pussy get wetter. She lifted her leg and wrapped it around his waist, to which James kept it there with one hand holding her leg by the thigh, his thumb caressing it gently. As he did that, Emma's handtrailed down his body until it reached his trousers and she palmed his crotch, mentally grinning at feeling the bulge.
Breaking the kiss, much to James' annoyance as he growled at her, Emma shushed him gently then undid his belt and pulled his trousers down. James hastily kicked his boots off, followed by his trousers and boxers, giving Emma view of his cock.
"Wow..." She stared at it for a few seconds, then grinned as she slammed her lips against his once again while grabbing his cock and beginning to stroke it, all the while feeling her panties dampen at how wet she was as she felt how big he was. With her excitement only growing further when James immediately shoved his tongue into her mouth, tasting every inch of it while pressing against her tongue.
The female telepath moaned loudly when James then moved his hands up to her breasts and squeezed them through the corset, groping and playing with them. Encouraging the blonde telepath to stroke him faster when she felt his dick stiffen in her hand as he played with her breasts.
"You're under-dressed." He growled at her before reengaging their liplock.
Emma would've laughed if she could, before she quickly stopped stroking his cock to undo her corset and toss it aside, allowing him to have free access to her tits before he had any ideas of ripping it off or damaging it with those claws of his.
Emma then moaned in pleasure when James moved one of his legs and pressed it against her crotch, making Emma begin grinding against him. Panting lustfully as she stroked his dick and grinded her dripping snatch against his leg.
Sensing his climax approaching, Emma sped up her strokes on his cock and broke the kiss to whisper in his ear. "Cum for me, James~"
Unable to hold it back, James did so, and came. Shooting his load all over Emma's hand, with some landing on the ground, as well as on Emma's leg and thigh.
'Holy shit, he came a lot and he's still hard!' Emma thought in amazement seeing despite cumming, James' rod was still completely hard in her hand.
Before grinning lustfully, imagining James fucking her and cumming this much inside her, feeling her pussy quiver in anticipation.
The two slammed their lips against each other's again to kiss heatedly, tongues clashing in a battle for dominance. James grabbed a hold of Emma's thighs and lifted her up, causing her to wrap her legs around his waist as he carried her over to her desk and sat her down, never once breaking their liplock as his hands roamed up and down her legs from the knees to the thighs.
The two lips separated, the two gasping hotly, a single string of saliva connecting their mouths. Emma brought herself closer to James' mouth, licked his mouth, and swallowed their combined spit. All the while looking at him with seductive challenging eyes.
James just smirked. Challenge accepted.
He got to his knees and grabbed Emma's panties, ripping them down her legs and throwing them off. He looked at her thigh-high boots and left them there, much to Emma's confusion. "Not taking my boots off?"
"No, leave them on." James smirked at her. "You look sexier in nothing but your boots, and the thought of fucking you while you wear only that... it's really hot."
Emma chuckled and shrugged. "Alright then. Now, are you going to ravage my pussy?" She spread her legs in emphasis to her question, showing how wet her pussy was for him.
James just grinned at her then dove into her snatch, giving her labia a long lick before pushing his tongue into her. With Emma screaming in ecstasy and leaning forward at how rough and wild he's being, feeling him wiggling his tongue around her cunt.
"Oh fuck! That tongue of yours sure knows what to do! Oh yes! Lick me! Eat my pussy, you horny wolf!" Emma moaned, grabbing James' head to push him deeper into her pussy.
"Woof." James said with a smirk before flicking her clit with his tongue, getting a moan of pleasure from the female telepath as he dove back into her mound.
While Emma began bucking her hips against James' face, moaning lustfully at the feeling of his rough tongue against her pussy, wanting to feel him deeper inside her. Before bringing her other hand up to breasts, wanting to further her pleasure. Only to feel something damp and sticky on her breasts when she went to grope herself.
Looking, Emma realized it was the hand she'd used to give James a handjob, which was still covered in his cum. Before getting curious, Emma brought hand to her mouth and began licking James' essence off. Smirking at James, the blonde telepath started at the bottom of her hand, slowly dragging her tongue up to her middle finger. Moaning once she reached the tip and stuck her finger into her mouth, her arousal growing at seeing the lust in James' eye, the predatory look of an animal. Before moaning loudly in delight when she felt James furiously lick her pussy.
Encouraging Emma to continue licking up his cum off her hand, making sure to take it nice and slowly, feeling her arousal grow the more she licked.
Smiling sensually once she got it all off before slowly dragging her hand down her face and neck, down to her breasts, moaning as she gave her tit a squeeze. Bringing it back up to her mouth to lick the bits of cum off it. Only to soon grip James' head with both hands, slouching forward in ecstasy when he spread her labia open. Allowing the son of Wolverine to shove his tongue deeper into her snatch, moving it all around to lick every part of her pussy.
"Oh fucking yes!" Emma screamed in pleasure as she arced back and squirted her orgasm into James' mouth and over his face, with James lapping it up as she did so.
'Fuck if his tongue is this great, then his dick will break me!' Emma thought ecstatically, moaning lustfully at thinking of James ruining her while squirting out some drops of her juices.
Once she was done, James gave her pussy a few more light licks before placing a kiss right on it, getting another moan from Emma as she kept herself up with her hands on the desk. With the telepath immediately grabbing his head and pressing their lips together, feeling her pussy dripping at tasting herself on his tongue.
James then shoved the stuff on her desk off, much to her amusement as she laughed before giggling when he laid down and pulled her on top, her pussy hovering over his face while she came to eye level with his cock.
Emma smiled and got the message loud and clear. Emma grasped his dick, James hissing at how soft her hands were yet of the tight grip she held. She pumped his dick, Emma licking her lips at the feel of the hardness, the bulging veins, the arousing scent. She licked the 9-inch dick from base to head, licking and tracing her tongue all over the phallus, whilst moaning and grinding her hips as Peter would increase in his actions down below her.
Emma licked up the member, licking around its head, like a popsicle, before diving in and sucking down onto the massive dick. James groaned for a moment at her hot mouth. Emma bobbed her head up and down on the large piece of man-meat, Emma's mouth sucking and bobbing like a pro. Emma moaned at the taste of the tool and groaned for how big it was.
James moaned at Emma's efforts, gripping and groping her luscious ass and diving further into her cunt with fervor. Emma moaned and continued sucking Peter's dick like it was her mission. She pressed her ass further into James' face and sucked up his whole 9 inches. Emma gagged and found it hard to breathe, her throat bulging from his dick, but continued regardless. James groaned and pumped his dick in rhythm with Emma's bobs, whilst Emma continued grinding on James' mouth. Emma reached down and cupped James' large balls and fondled them, further pleasuring James.
This lasted for minutes, the two mutants moaned and groaned at their pleasurable actions. Emma let out a scream of pleasure as she came, James likewise releasing his load down Emma's throat. Emma's eyes glazed as the hot spunk pumped into her stomach. Emma turned and crawled back up to James like a cougar to her prey. She looked to him, eyes glaring with determination, and opened her mouth, revealing his cum in her mouth, her tongue licking and gobbling it up before swallowing it, all the while her eyes stared unblinking at James' own eyes.
"...That was hot." He admitted.
Emma smirked. "I should hope so. But I think I can do something that's hotter." She grasped his cock as she straddled him, lining it up with her pussy. Emma ground James' dick over her snatch, her breasts rubbing his chest while her nails trailed circles and made small, barely visible scratches on his arms and sides. James gritting his teeth slightly at the slight touch of her cunt.
"Fuck..." James groaned.
Emma chuckled at this before lowering herself onto his cock, throwing her head back with a loud moan that briefly worried James about anyone hearing them.
'Fuck what they think.' Emma's voice said in his head and he looked to see her looking down at him while panting as she adjusted to his size inside her. 'Focus on me.'
James nodded and watched as Emma's hands roamed his chest before she palmed him and then began to bounce up and down his cock, slowly jerking and throwing her head around wildly which made her hair fly as if she was at some rock concert and getting wild because of the music.
"Fuck! Oh fuck yes! So... fucking... good!" Emma moaned, the sound of flesh smacking flesh filling the room as Emma's ass bounced off his pelvis repeatedly.
James grunted beneath her, enjoying her movements. Emma bent down and gently pressed her lips against his, her hand coming up to caress his cheek, never once stopping the movement of her hips. James wrapped his arms around her, one hand caressing her back, the other trailing down to cup a handful of her right ass cheek, giving it a soft, gentle squeeze.
Emma moaned into the kiss as her tongue come into contact with his, engaging in a battle of dominance that James steadily won but Emma didn't really care as her mouth was plundered by his tongue just as she plunders his with her own.
She soon pulled away and just pressed her forehead against his, staring into his eyes.
"Oh, I love the feeling of your cock inside me." Emma sighed almost lovingly as she sat up, continuing her movements as her hands caressed his chest. "How it fills me... reaches places so few have been able to reach..."
"Noted..." James grunted as she gave a sudden jerk of her hips, making him buck his hips in reflex, which just made Emma laugh. "You... you are really a temptress."
Emma merely threw him a wink and continued rocking her hips atop his.
"I mean, that IS best for both involved," he remarked, allowing his hips to start moving in sync with Emma's as she worked her magic on top of him
Emma laughed before she started increasing the pace of her grinding hips going forward and backwards atop his own, and soon she was going anything but slow as she set a moderate pace for now.
"Ahhh~" Emma leaned her head back while still maintaining her position of keeping herself up with her hands on her lover's chest. Her hair went everywhere as she rolled her head around in blissful pleasure. She then snapped her gaze down at James, grinned, before she began to bounce atop of him. Nathan smirked back, his hands going from her heaving tits to her hips as he guided her movements.
He gave her ass an encouraging spank, making her moan as her bouncing speed increased, making James' grip on her hips a little more tighter.
"Oh my God, yes!" She screamed as she came back down and her fingernails dug into his skin as she picked herself back up, cunt lips squeezing his cock greedily before she came back down, impaling herself on his rod one last time. "Oh YES!" she cried as she rocked back and forth.
Emma's cries ascended to primal screams as she hit her second climax of the night, squirting out her juices all over James' cock, James himself and the desk they were both hard at work on. Her entire body seemed to seize up and spasm for a couple of seconds as her orgasm crashed over her, her pussy tightening up like a vice.
That was more than enough to get James, who was already on the brink, to hit his own climax and start flooding Emma's cunt with a fresh batch of his cum.
"Wow..." James breathed once he stopped cumming and came down from his orgasmic high and Emma fell onto his chest, breathing a little heavy herself but not exhausted to the point she was done.
Both of them could still go a little more.
James carefully got Emma off him and bent her over her desk, much to her surprise and arousal as she looked at him over her shoulder, giving her ass an encouraging shake to entice him. James simply smirked as he ran his hands along her ass, then delivered two hard spanks to it.
"Ohh~ Spank me harder." Emma moaned. "I've been a bad headmistress~"
James snorted. "Bit late for the roleplay."
"Won't be late next time." Emma threw him a wink, actually stunning him that she intended for them to do this more than once. "Oh trust me, honey, this ain't gonna be a one-time deal. I want to be riding that cock of yours every night from here on out. And don't say you aren't thinking pf fucking me again and again after tonight. I can read your thoughts remember."
"...Well, shit." James shrugged, then thrusted his dick into Emma's pussy, now beginning to fuck her doggy-style.
"Oh yes! Fuck me! FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE THE SLUT THAT I AM! FUCK MY SLUTTY PUSSY!" Emma screamed as James thrusted furiously into her pussy, his pelvis smacking into her ass cheeks as he did, and he watched as the flesh rippled with each impact.
"You like that, you little slut?" James growled, giving a hard thrust that spiked Emma's pleasure.
"YES! I LOVE IT! OH GOD! FUCK ME HARDER, JAMES! Fuck me hard you big-dicked fucker! God yes! Fill my cunt again!" Emma gasped and moaned.
Minutes passed with James continuing to fuck Emma like this, and both of them soon felt their climaxes building and ready to burst for the third time that night. James thrusted harder and faster, growling like an animal as he fucked his lover like an animal in heat. He got so wild that he had to take his hands off her hips and slam them into her desk due to his claws coming out, but that only spiked him on as he gripped the desk thanks to his claws being embedded in them.
"FUCK!" James roared as he thrusted one final, hard time and ejaculated deep into Emma's womb.
"FUCK YES!" Screamed Emma, feeling James shooting his cum into her snatch with it even starting to leak.
Laughing lustfully when James suddenly flipped them over and kept pounding her cunt even as they were cumming.
"That's right, James! Fuck me! Keep fucking me even while your filling my cunt with your cum! Fuck me! FUCK ME! FUCK ME LIKE THE BITCH IN HEAT, I AM!" Emma exclaimed in lust and ecstasy as James growled deeply.
Before he lifted Emma up off his dick, turning her around and putting the telepath on all fours before immediately slammed back into her snatch. The sudden loss made Emma whine, only to shriek in delight at the new position. Her pleasure only growing when James reached around and began roughly groping her breasts, while pressing himself against her back
"YES! I'M YOUR BITCH, I'M YOUR LOYAL BREEDING BITCH JAMES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! PLEASE NEVER STOP FUCKING ME!" Emma screamed with an ahegao expression.
James' eyes glowed as a feral look took over him, feeling the more primal and animalistic side taking hold as he opened his mouth before biting down where Emma's shoulder met her neck. Marking the telepath as his mate and his alone.
While the sudden rush of pain and ecstasy from James marking her made Emma's eyes widen as her arms went limp as she fell to the ground. Or would have if James didn't move his hands from her breasts and to her arms, keeping the female telepath up. Before the animal-like mutant growled as he stood up, lifting Emma with him. With her unable to stand, only hang, slouched forward as James continued claiming her pussy.
'Fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck…fuck…' Emma repeated mentally, drooling slightly from the intense pleasure she's experiencing.
James didn't stop until he gave a final thrust into Emma's pussy, roaring loudly in pleasure as he came into his mate. While Emma moaned in delusional pleasure as she came as well, feeling her juices squirting out of her pussy.
Though James didn't stop there as he dropped down to his knees, leaving Emma lying limply on her stomach and side before lifting one of her legs up over his shoulder. James continued thrusting into her cunt with the White Queen moaning, unconsciously. No longer aware of anything around except the endless pleasure of her mate claiming her over and over again.
Finally, James came again and shot another load deep into Emma's pussy, not pulling back whatsoever until he felt his climax end. Once that happened, he pulled out, coming down from his orgasmic high and feral side. He laid on the floor beside Emma, who was able to drag herself onto his chest and lay there, with her lover's cum leaking from her pussy.
"Fuck..." James breathed, laying his head back while keeping an arm around Emma's waist, gently caressing her hip.
Yeah, he had no regrets for this. This was definitely going to be more than a one-time thing.
And that's it for this one-shot, folks. Let me know what you think. I tried to show James' animal-like side as best as I can, so I hope I did well with that.