Sex is unique in a surprising way. There is nothing to compare what it feels like, but I guess done badly this could be horrendous. With Colton it’s mind blowing, ecstasy, even with the first hurdle of pain, as he dominates my body and I become this heavy lump of useless wrapped around him. Completely surrendering to what he’s doing to me, and only capable of noises and shallow breathing as the feeling builds up inside of me to levels that blot out any ability to think beyond sensation.
“Marking hurts… I can’t do anything about that, but if I get you close enough to climax, it should take the edge off.” Colton’s voice comes through, right in my ear, breathy, low, husky, and so sexy in his hoarseness as he too revels in pleasure at being inside of me. Mid thrust, mid groan, but I’m so lost in darkness inside my own body, overwhelmed by this growing mass of goodness as it crawls up my limbs and devours my skin and body slowly. A hot wave of tingles, and pleasure, creeping up and wrapping around me until it gets to my stomach and ties it all knots. My breathing is rapid, my moans are voiceless, breathless pants now, and as it grows to an overwhelming crescendo, threatening to pull my mind and vision into this wave of building something. Colton leans in and without prior warning sinks his teeth into the soft curve above my breast, inflicting a piercing stabbing agony that is a hundred times worse than breaking my hymen. I cry out, in both pain, and ecstasy, as his plan comes to fruition and everything inside of me explodes magnificently with an overwhelming orgasm.
The bite mark is numbed out completely by my full-on loss of bodily control, as my first real climax devours me whole, and it’s more powerful than I could have predicted. A crescendo of stars blind me, and sparkle across my entire vision as I spasm and lose control of all of my limbs, my body pulsing, and twitching, with extreme mind throbbing pleasure, and I cry out. For my first ever, it’s probably the best thing I’ve ever felt in my life. Like sneezing really hard, only a hundred times better, and it affects every single nerve ending, and leaves you completely sated, and satisfied. It lasts only seconds, but those few delicious long drawn moments of complete loss of control, as I soak Colton between my thighs, are pure bliss. They leave me with residue tingling across my skin, and inside my stomach, and pelvis, that has me stretching out like a satisfied cat and enjoying the waves that fade out slowly with whimpers of approval.
I slump into a useless heavy mass as soon as the waves subside, and come back to reality, completely aware that Colton is no longer either inside of me or biting me. I blink my eyes open to look at him. Skin flushed and a little embarrassed I just had an all-out spasm attack and cried like he was killing me. There’s no pain in my chest, or between my legs, and yet, I don’t want to look at see some deep bloody mess down there. Although it doesn’t feel wet, and there’s literally no trace of blood on Colton’s face from what I can see.
“Look at you.” He grins at me, prodding me very slightly in the cheek where I can feel a buildup of heat, and assume, I’m rosy. I must look like I fell asleep and was woken suddenly, as my eyes are heavy and almost unfocused. I assume I look like you’re meant to after a mind-blowing climax like that, and he seems very proud of himself. The aftereffects are as good as the during, and my body is weightless, and relaxed, like a thousand years of stress and tension were lifted off in one amazing explosion. I could fly if I wasn’t wedged under him, and he looks equally relaxed and happy with himself.
“You feel up to it being my turn? All you have to do is complete the union, but you need to be on top.” He points out, a hint of tiredness in his tone and I reach up and stroke my fingers across his jawline, loving the feel of subtle stubble as it grazes my delicate skin. I couldn’t love this face anymore if I tried right now. He just blew my mind.
I blink at him, then down between us as I think about it, and as good as what he did was, I honestly can’t do a round two just yet. My body has gone on vacation, and my legs are like Jell-O so that I’m not even sure I have the full use of them anymore. My lady parts are throbbing now the pleasure has stopped, and it definitely hurts down there, like something got snapped, or grazed inside. Slightly burning. I feel tender, and maybe not so quick to put his manhood back in there, for tonight anyway.
“We might have to do some recovery delay time.” I point out, the horror of a rematch must be evident on my face, but he only shakes his head at me, a smile breaking across that cute boy expression and my favorite dimples shine down at me.
“Trust me, as much as I hate to admit that our first time lasted under six minutes, because it’s pretty embarrassing, I already came. Due to lack of action, way too much build up, and excitement at finally being able to touch you. We don’t need to be going for round two yet. I climaxed, majorly, and it’s very sensitive down there, so, we both need some down time before I make up for this sad attempt and give you a decent second go at it. You just need to get up and mark me, to finish this. You’re mine…. forever, and ever, and ever, and ever……” Colton buries his face in my neck and starts nibbling me playfully, torturing me with his full body weight getting released on top of me, and pulling a fit of giggles out of me until I fight him off and bat him away. Sore all over from his nips, and grazing kisses, and from that five o’clock shadow starting to scratch me. Skin blushing from his attentions, and the fatigue I see evident in him is starting to ebb my way.
“How am I supposed to get up if you don’t get off of me?” I retort, to busy trying to calm the laughing fit he caused me, to be able to speak and breathe at the same time, and Colton rolls off me to let me go. Sighing heavily in a sound that is very much satisfaction and splays out on the bed with his head tilted up at me.
“You just had to ask, Princessa.” He lays back, kicking out the sheets from under him as he does so, and pushes them down the bed. I sit up and yank my side back too, to aid him in his endeavors and get under them so he can pull his over him and then I slide up onto him. I carefully crawl up, no shyness about being this way, and straddle him over the area his hips are, so I don’t sit on his now no longer erect manhood. I’m sure he wouldn’t appreciate my squashing it when it’s ‘sensitive’
I flinch as my body connects with his, nestling down, underneath tender even though our union was brief, and I catch the look of guilt sweep over his face before he smooths it out to conceal it. His hand comes up to trace where he marked me and for the first time, I actually pay real attention to where it is, and find the courage to look. Shocked that the reason there is no pain, or throbbing, and I hadn’t even acknowledged it, is it’s already healed. No blood, no gash, but a perfect bite mark of dark scars that are smooth to the touch, almost like a tattoo in subtle hues. I stroke over it too, eyes widening in wonder, and throw him a quizzical glance. I didn’t turn, so I don’t understand how it’s healed.
“Marking isn’t the same as inflicting a wound. It heals almost as you’re doing it…. makes it permanent somehow, so that when we turn it never goes away. It’s magical. I guess having sex while doing it makes a difference.” Colton smiles at me, answering the unspoken question and I nestle properly over him. Taking my time to find a less ‘ouchy’ spot before relaxing as slow as I can and trace my fingers across his chest, trying to pick my own spot.
“Maybe I won’t bother… think I might have changed my mind.” I joke, with a serious look on my face, and sit back to push my hands on my hips instead. Feeling playful now I’m in control and the one calling the shots up here. Colton rolls his eyes and presses his pointer finger on my nose, like I’m a juvenile, before letting both his hands nestle around my hips.
“You won’t be wanting sex from me again then, huh? I mean …. I’m not that kind of guy anymore… no mark, equals, no mating. Even when the haze comes.” He shrugs playfully and I shake my head at him and make a ‘hmmm’ noise as though I’m really considering it. I like the teasing, it’s cute, and I like Colton’s playful cheeky face all the more, now that I have no more doubts about us.
To be honest the first time was maybe quick, and I’m suffering a little from it, but I definitely want to do that again and explore how much better it can be. I always heard the first time is nothing compared to when you master it, and have it a few times, which means I am in for a world of amazing sex, because Colton has skills. I don’t want to miss out on that and besides, can’t have this sex pot unmarked when the haze moves in. Femmes might kidnap him from me and hold him hostage until they get their fill. I need to mark my man.
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