14 Purpose

 

Abby

Ash was quiet again as they walked to their quarters on the ship. Her chest ached wondering if he listened to a word she said. She couldn’t force Ash to see reason if he was determined to close himself off for fear of getting hurt and suffering loss.

The moment the door shut, Ash shoved her against the wall. She clasped his wrist and watched the bony armor melt away to reveal his stunningly handsome face. Abby realized her own shell had receded when Ash’s mouth crashed against hers in a bruising and desperate kiss. Her hands tangled in his silver hair as she poured every bit of love, anguish, and relief into her kiss. When he finally released her, she was sobbing. Everything that happened flooded forth. There was so much—too much to convey.

“Abby,” he rasped in a pained voice. “I don’t deserve you.”

Ash burrowed his head between her breasts. He was shaking all over as he held onto her. He was such a strong man and yet so vulnerable. In no way did that detract from how she saw him. If anything, it bound him tighter to her heart.

“Ash, you’re everything I need, just the way you are. I love you,” she whispered as she kissed the top of his head.

Ash reared back, his gaze filled with poignant emotions that leveled her. It broke her heart he was so surprised by her admission.

“And I love you,” he husked.

Ash caressed her cheeks, his thumbs brushing her tears away. He kissed her eyelids, cheeks and the tip of her nose. His mouth met hers again. This kiss was tender instead of fervent, but it made her knees quake all the same. Abby reveled in it, her hands traveling over his bare shoulders.

“I need you. Now,” he growled.

Ash stripped off the armored plates one by one, leaving them entirely nude. Her gaze travelled from his broad shoulders, impressive pecs, all the way down to his stacked abs. She pulled in a ragged breath seeing his thick cock. Ash was so engorged his erection pulsed, the crown nearly purple. Every one of the knots stood out along his shaft. The man was temptation incarnate. The intense way he studied her made Abby as nervous as she was eager. This reunion was going to be explosive. She bit her lip in anticipation.

He spun her around then gripped her wrists in one hand as he pinned her against the suede textured wall. His massive hard body pressed against the length of hers.

“You think I’m an honorable male, but I’m not thinking very honorable thoughts.” The seductive deep timbre of his voice and his hard cock grinding into her back sent a shiver up her spine.

“Oh,” she gasped, growing slick with desire.

He sniffed the air and growled into her neck. “You smell so delicious.”

Ash gripped the full globe of one ass cheek, his fingers kneading the ample flesh as he methodically thrust, mimicking the act to come. She pulled in a ragged breath. Her ardor was amplified by his rough impatience. Having Ash restrain her hands while cornering her against the wall was a stark contradiction to the other times they made love.

She jumped when his tail snaked up her leg and the tip tickled the seam of her pussy. It was so unexpected since his hands were elsewhere. It worked between her slick folds, the tip flicking her already swollen clit.

“Ash,” she moaned, rolling her forehead against the wall.

“I’ve heard human females like to have their tail played with. Do you like that, little mate?” Ash growled into the crook of her neck.

“I don’t know,” Abby squeaked nervously. This was something she’d never let anyone do, but Ash wanted to explore her body and she wasn’t about to deny him.

“Keep your hands on the wall.”

Abby planted her palms on the wall upon hearing the uncharacteristic brusque command. Ash tugged her hips back, forcing her to bend forward. With one hand, he reached around and took over for his naughty tail, lightly stroking her clit. She bit her lip when his other hand caressed her ass, then delved between her cheeks.

His long fingers gathered the moisture leaking down the inside of her thigh, following it to the source. Ash dipped into her pussy and her muscles spasmed involuntarily, attempting to hold onto his thick fingers. Abby groaned in disappointment when he pulled out again.

Ash slowly ran his slick fingers up to her puckered rear. She held her breath as he circled the sensitive tight opening. Her breath burst out when he started worrying her clit again, and another flood of moisture spilled forth. At the same time his fingertip pressed into her ass. Slowly he thrust in, burrowing deeper with each advance, and her muscles spasmed from the unexpected pleasure assailing her.

“With how you’re trembling and the sounds you’re making, I think you do like this,” Ash rumbled against her shoulder in between kisses.

Abby banged her head against the wall. The way he tormented her clit was enough to drive her over the edge, but this new taboo act catapulted things to a whole new level. Her legs began to shake from the churning sensations. Ash’s tail coiled around her waist, the tip flicking against her rear as it held her in place. She mewled and panted faster.

So close. Oh God.

Abruptly, Ash pulled his fingers from her ass and clit, retreating entirely and leaving her back cold. She looked over her shoulder and scowled at the rotten man.

“Go lay on the bed,” he rumbled.

Abby staggered to the bed on unsteady legs. She turned to find him appraising her wearing a cocky grin. He knew exactly how he affected her. The swagger of his hips and agitated flick of his tail were predatorial as he stalked toward her. Her heart beat staccato at the dangerously erotic sight.

“Touch yourself.” He grabbed her ankles and splayed her legs wide.

Abby smoothed her hands down her body. One stopped to play with her breast while the other found her clit. Ash’s gaze followed her. His mouth parted, showing off the sharp canines that delivered so much pleasure with just a twinge of delicious pain. She licked her lips as her finger circled her clit. It usually took longer for her to get worked up playing with herself, but there was something naughty and incredibly erotic about being watched like this.

“I adore how wet you get for me.” Ash fisted his cock and slowly began stroking himself.

His other hand caressed her thigh, his fingers inching toward her pussy. He traced the slick lips of her aching vagina without dipping in. She squirmed, urging him on, but Ash just teased her opening. Abby worked her clit faster while pinching her stiff nipple.

“Ash,” she begged, while reaching for his cock, needing, wanting more.

“Hmmm,” he rumbled, knowing full well what he was doing as he swatted her hand away from his cock.

“Ash! You’re torturing me,” she whined.

Ash grinned evilly, baring his fangs. He ran his finger over the tip of his canine, collecting a bead of liquid that eked from the sharp tip. She followed his finger as it descended. Heat exploded the instant he touched her swollen clit, and a shocked gasp burst from her lips. Abby gripped his wrist, but she wasn’t strong enough to force his hand away. She arched off the bed as the concentrated serum soaked into her skin. The burning pleasure made her pussy spasm rhythmically.

“Hands above your head,” he barked.

She had to grip the headboard to keep from grabbing his hands again. That obscene chemical and his stroking fingers were too much.

Ash dipped a single finger into her aching channel, it brought some relief but wasn’t nearly enough.

“You are gripping me so tight,” he groaned.

“Ash, stop screwing around and fuck me. Now,” she whined impatiently.

She wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels jabbing into his tight ass, attempting to force him forward. Ash refused to budge.

“Patience, little mate.” His eyes flashed with amusement.

“Dammit!” She released the headboard and grabbed for him. The need was maddening in its intensity but refused to tip her over the edge. Her body craved his possession. There was nothing quite like the feeling of Ash buried in her body. He was a terrible addiction.

Ash untangled her legs from around his waist, then dropped down and pinned her hands above her head, holding them there.

“Such language,” he husked into her ear, his hot breath ghosting over her sensitive skin.

“If you don’t fuck me with that fat cock, my language is going to get a lot worse.”

Ash’s eyes widened, and his mouth twisted in a sardonic smile.

“This cock?”

He curled his hips, rubbing his cock between the slick lips of her pussy. The knots on his shaft lit her up as they abraded her clit. She panted, feeling the branding heat of his dick nudge at her pussy.

“Yes, you animal. Stick it in me.” She wiggled her hips, trying to thrust onto his pulsing arousal.

“I will…eventually.”

“Arghh!”

He kissed his way to the pulse point on her neck and licked the fluttering spot.

“Yes. Bite me.”

“Not yet,” he murmured against her heated skin.

Ash rolled them to the side, so she faced him. He slid his free hand beneath her knee and lifted her leg high. His tail snaked up to his mouth and ran along the tip of his canines before disappearing again. Her eyes widened when she felt his tail ease along the crack of her ass. She trembled as the chemical-laced tip approached her tight opening. She knew what the serum would do, much less the salacious thing Ash was about to subject her to, and it sent the butterflies in her stomach into a frenzy.

“Ash, I don’t know if I can...” Her voice wavered nervously.

“Oh yes you can,” he husked with wicked intent.

She drew in a ragged breath as the tip of his tail pushed against her restricted opening. The erotic burn from the illicit drug was instantaneous. Abby began panting as he breached the ring of muscles with an undulating motion. There was something so very wrong about this kind of pleasure, yet she couldn’t resist the pull.

Ash draped her leg over his side, freeing up his hand. He wedged it between them and found her swollen clit. She writhed as he leisurely circled her nub while slowly thrusting his tail ever deeper into her ass. Her painfully stiff nipples rubbed against his bare muscular chest, desperately seeking relief. Ash gripped her wrists tighter, keeping her from evading the madness that had her ensnared.

Abby gasped when he struck, burying his sharp fangs in her neck, injecting her with more of the illicit drug. Its effect was twice as intense as when he massaged it into her skin. Abby thrashed from the mounting ecstasy and exquisite torment that coiled around and round, yet he refused to let her find release.

“Tell me more about how you want my cock,” he teased when he released her neck.

“No. I hate you,” Abby snarled. Her fingers clawed at his hands as she fought him.

“No, you love me.”

She lunged forward and bit Ash’s shoulder just enough to let him know she meant business. Her hips bucked, attempting to maneuver onto his cock, except the bastard was so long she couldn’t get him positioned just right. He slid through the moisture of her cleft, adding to her sweet torment. She wanted to screech in frustration.

“Say it again. Tell me you love me,” Ash insisted.

“No.” She tossed her head. He was being such a bastard.

“Come on, beautiful, tell me you love me.” He wiggled his hips, teasing her with his length.

She opened her mouth to tell him no again, when Ash abruptly thrust his thick cock into her aching pussy. She threw her head back and keened. Her ardent cry echoed in their small room. Ash ground his hips till his pelvis met hers. She could feel every knot on his turgid cock as he forced her to take him in one fell thrust. She was clenched so tight that his sudden total possession was a shock to her system.

The illicit pleasure multiplied when his tail stoked into her ass. She was full, so full, and stretched to the breaking point, yet she wanted more.

Ash pulled slowly back and the knots on his engorged shaft raked over her sensitive slick walls. Her mouth opened wider when his broad head grazed her g-spot.

“Tell me you love me,” Ash groaned as she spasmed around him.

She mouthed something incoherent.

“What?” he husked.

“I-I l-love,” she panted.

“I love you, too,” he said with a satisfied growl.

Ash impaled her hard, tilting his hips so he hit the bundle of nerves deep inside.

“Oh fuck—Ash,” she cried out her ecstasy when he began furiously thrusting his massive cock into her body with punishing strokes, his tail penetrating her ass with equal intensity.

“Abby,” he snarled.

Abby threw her head back as his powerful thrusts shoved her up the bed. She clawed the headboard, her head tossing back and forth. Ash was killing her with his savage possession. She wanted this, but now she didn’t know if she could take it. Her pussy spasmed rhythmically as one orgasm hit only to be forced higher. Her channel tightened and quaked as she neared yet another pinnacle. Ash released her wrists and reared back on his knees.

“Ash, please,” she mewled in desperation, her body feeling suddenly empty. She didn’t know if she wanted him to stop or continue.

He shifted her legs, bringing her ankles up to his ears. Ash banded her thighs with his arms, trapping them against his abs, and resumed swinging his hips at a frantic pace. The new position sent her reeling.

“Fuck,” Abby groaned.

His cock shoved at the recesses of her pussy, hitting spots no man ever had. The orgasm that ripped through her was unlike anything she believed possible. It deepened when he reached down and rapidly rubbed her clit. Abby screamed as the ecstasy multiplied. Her back arched, her pussy convulsed, her toes flexed.

Ash kept up his maddening pace, forcing his way past her spasming muscles. He was a lust-driven animal. She gasped and cried out, uncertain she'd survive his unquenchable desire. The feral expression on Ash’s face and savage sounds he made added to the intensity. His cock kicked as he erupted. His seed coated her spasming walls, touching off another hailstorm of stomach-clenching convulsions. Abby sighed and went limp.

"No, no, beautiful. I'm not done with you,” Ash rumbled.

Her eyes widened when he flipped her over and crammed his still erect cock into her well-used pussy. Ash's slick fingers teased her ass and Abby jumped. She gasped when he worked one then another thick digit into her tight hole. His knuckles hit nerves that weren’t used to receiving attention. Abby panted, feeling incredibly full. The deeper he worked his fingers into her ass, the more pressure his cock put on her g-spot. When Ash began thrusting, Abby bit the blanket to hold in the wild sounds boiling in her throat.

Ash’s cock swelled larger inside her slick quaking channel, pushing her limits with each punishing thrust. Tears leaked from her eyes as the pleasure lashed her in unforgiving waves. She couldn’t possibly orgasm one more time, yet Ash refused to relent, shoving her toward that dark miasma.

“I can’t. I can’t,” she keened while thrashing her head, her hands clawing at the blanket.

Ash dropped onto her sweaty back, his hips still pumping furiously.

“Yes, you can,” he snarled into her ear then bit down on the crook of her neck.

Abby wailed and convulsed, her pussy clamping down on the glorious invader as the liquid euphoria inundated her. She gave into the blinding euphoria, muttering incoherent praises to the demi-god pounding out his lust. Ash roared and jerked, his cock pulsing as he orgasmed. His whole body quaked from the force of it.

“Ash!” she screamed his name.

As Abby shattered again she smiled. She found her family, her warrior, and her purpose for being.