"Spent"
Chapter Twenty-Seven
By darthelwig
*** I own nothing. I'm just having fun. ***
"Please," Wanda said, sobbing her pleasure into the sheets. Vision nudged her legs wider, pressed her harder into the bed. His hands pinned her wrists to the mattress on either side of her head as she lay flat on her stomach beneath him.
He shifted, pulling his hard cock from inside of her and she whined, but he was only repositioning himself. He gave her a moment to breathe, then thrust hard back into her, driving the air from her lungs. She let out a strangled moan as he withdrew from her body again, only to plunge forcefully back in.
He rode her slow, with forceful, sharp jerks of his hips. He watched her face, watched tears fall from her eyes even as she came, bucking beneath him, her body clenching hard around his cock, making him groan. He didn't stop, didn't let up, determined to give her what she needed, what they both wanted.
She tried to brace her knees and fuck herself back onto him, but he forced her down flat again and continued at his own pace. She whimpered, but submitted, and he continued his assault on her eager body. He wanted to growl with primal satisfaction at her submission. This woman awakened parts of him he never believed could exist.
He powered into her steadily, and she let out a little cry of pleasure/pain each time he bottomed out in her. He could feel her body tightening up again, tension mounting as she built up to another orgasm, and he sped up his thrusts until he was hammering his cock into her, and suddenly she was coming. Loud moans, the sound of skin meeting skin, harsh breathing filled the room as he rode her from one explosive climax to the next until she was weeping.
Vision slowed, just rocking gently against her as she recovered, but keeping her pinned. Her flesh still quivered and fluttered around his cock, and he grit his teeth to maintain control. Her pleasure, her needs, came first, always. Even if he just wanted to finish what he started, rut into her until his lust was sated.
He laid his body fully against her, pressed kisses to her shoulder, giving her the warmth of his presence, and slowly her crying subsided, and she arched her back slightly to press her ass harder into him. He rocked more deeply against her, testing her readiness, and smiled as she sighed.
This time he moved slowly but gently, lifting himself onto his elbows so he wasn't putting his weight onto her wrists anymore, though still refusing to relinquish his hold. His thrusts now were more leisurely, and he groaned as she clenched her inner muscles on his throbbing cock.
He nipped her ear in reply, and she laughed quietly. Her smile aroused him further, and he couldn't help the way his hips sped up. He felt Wanda grow even wetter around him as her body responded.
Desire coursed through him now, the desire she always stirred within him, that drove him to take her again and again. He bit her shoulder, marking her as his, beyond caring about who might see it, and Wanda moaned and shuddered.
Wanda's entire body convulsed as her pleasure peaked once again. Distantly, Vision heard her cries, but it was the feel of her pussy clamping down on him painfully hard that drove him over the edge. He bucked uncontrollably against her as he came harder than he could ever remember doing before.
When awareness returned, he realized he was crushing Wanda's shaking body to the bed. He pushed himself up, and both of them groaned.
"Are you alright?" he asked, gazing down at her in concern. He could see her smile.
"Never better. That was amazing," she said, and though her voice was breathless and weak, she sounded satisfied. She hissed as he pulled out of her, and he frowned. "Just a little tender."
"I will take care of you," Vision said. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder where he had marked her, then rose and helped her roll over so he could pick her up.
"I can walk," Wanda said, laughing. Her face was flushed, hair sticking to her with sweat, and he found her stunning.
"I will take care of you," he repeated firmly. Wanda sighed happily and cuddled into him, head on his shoulder and breath tickling his neck.
"Will you hold me like this for a while first?" she asked. "I like it."
"Of course, Wanda. I would give you anything you desired." He held her close, grateful for his body that wouldn't tire no matter how long she needed him to cradle her.
"I know. That's why I love you," she said, smiling prettily. She kissed his jaw and settled against him, closing her eyes.
"I love you too, Wanda. I always will."