Sexy Saturday Sex Scene week 2

This week's saturday sex scene is from our first Djinn story, Wishbound. In Wishbound, our Djinn Nicodemus Marsh has been sent in the sexually subdue an assassin that refuses to do the bidding of a demon prince. This is their first meeting, and its wild and explosive.

WISHBOUND: Wishes and Glamour
Stella and Audra Price
Genre: Erotic Paranormal Romance
Length: 2 short stories
Race: Djinn and human
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WARNING: THIS IS EXTREMELY NAUGHTY. 18 and OVER Please!

Marsh walked into the lavish living room and saw the beauty pouring herself a drink from the brandy decanter. It was true that he had been sent in to meet her, but god if she wasn’t fine as hell. Cash said to watch her, do anything to gain her trust, and Marsh fully intended on doing just that.

The woman was all curves in all the right places, a mane of hair that would do a lion proud. Good god, hips made for fucking and a set of lips ripe for a cock. He was going to enjoy this, a lot. She noticed him standing to the side of the doorway, more in the shadow then in the doorway, and he was certain that this gorgeous little human wasn’t sure how he got into the room without her noticing the door opening.

“So, you’re Janey? You’re the little tart Taylor sent me to work with on this? Or was it sent me to play with? I can’t remember, but I think I shall enjoy the later more, you like the sound of that?”

She regarded him with a bit of interest. “I suppose I might ... of course I’ll have to put you through some very... rigorous testing...”

Yeah she was interested alright, but then again, most women were, until they got into it. Then that was a whole another ballgame. “Yeah? Well... I’m sure I can oblige you woman... lord knows I need some rigorous activity to get be back in the swing. You like it raw baby?”

The look in her eyes was enough of an answer. She smirked at him. “Raw and wild.” She ran her hands over her body, over the luscious curves that were her ample breasts and he was close to salivating. This woman had no clue as to who she was playing with. Taylor told him that it would be a “Who fucks who” situations to prove who was boss in this job, and Marsh planned on being the one to win this little battle of the sexes.

He stalked to her, intent on making the first kill in this battle and grabbed her, lifting her up under her thighs and slamming her against the closest wall, and she yelped, wrapping her legs around him. He looked her in the eye. “You wanna play teasing? I don’t do teasing.” he kissed her hard on the mouth, almost to the point of bruising , then ripped her shirt open, dipped his head down and took an already pert nipple into his mouth, biting her. “Would you look at that, Teflon tittes? Shit girl you’re a treat.”

He bit her again and she moaned, then again, harder, almost to the point of pain, and then licked a long slow line from her nipple up to her neck and the hollow behind her ear. “You taste like sugar, Sugar. You taste like this everywhere?”

She moaned. “Oh, you'll have to see for yourself won’t you...”

“Hope you like bite marks love...” he whispered in her ear as he bit hard onto her neck.

She shuddered against him. “Oh fuck yeah you’re a naughty boy aren’t you?”

Marsh was not fazed. Naughty boy? Bitch you don’t even know. “Haven’t even gotten started yet Sugar...” he turned then and dropped her, throwing her face first over the couch in the middle of the room and ripped her panties off from under her leather micro mini, roughly sticking two fingers into her and rubbing her clit with his thumb. “Look at you already wet, and you don’t even know me... letting me touch you, you’re a slut Janey, a dirty slut… and you don’t even know my name.” he trailed off, and she moaned, thrusting herself back onto his hand.

She didn’t ask his name, just panted and sobbed as he worked her tender flesh. “Ummm anonymous sex then? That’s what it shall be.” He growled and freed himself from the confines of his slacks and grabbed her hips, ramming her hard, not letting her adjust to his substantial size and leaned forward, talking to her again. “Yeah you do like that don’t you slut, I felt you cum as I entered you, hope you like the way you taste cuz I’m going to make you suck all your cum off me baby... down your fucking throat while I bust ...”

She moaned loudly, backing hard into his every thrust. “Ummm... well baby, you gotta make me come again then…” she gasped and threw her hands back, her nails raking at his thighs, obviously trying to gain some control of the situation.

Marsh was having none of it. He moved his hips into her in a rotating motion, fucking her hard without mercy. “Don’t touch me slut, you’re not allowed yet, don’t make me fucking restrain you,” he leaned in and bit her spine hard. “I bet your blood tastes as sweet as your skin you dirty slut... you’ll let any guy fuck you wont you? I’m not special, well not yet... you’ll be begging to be my slave by the end of this...” with his last word he slapped her ass hard.

She screamed coming hard, still grasping at him. “Ummm... that’s me... a dirty fucking whore... you bastard...” She swallowed hard, and then backed harder onto him. “Ummm, such a big naughty boy... Oh you fill me up so good...” she slapped at his thigh, squeezing it.

Marsh grabbed her arms and puts them at an unnatural angle behind her back, in the air and rode her harder, using her arms for leverage. “I said No touching you fucking slut! Don’t make me beat you.” He growled and pumped into her furiously. “So wet for the guy you don’t even know, you don’t even know what I am you dirty bitch, and you’re letting me taste your charms... Ummm I should brand you, but you’ll give it to me any time I want won’t you, I won’t have to ....”

She whimpered and screamed, sobbing hard. “Oh fuck! Ummm, yeah... please...” she wriggled in his grasp, opening her legs further, to let him deeper. “Please, oh fuck! Anything, just don’t stop...” she moaned a guttural moan in the back of her throat.

“Oh I’m not stopping, not till I get what I want” Your total submission. He leaned down to her lower back and bit hard, “Ummm you do taste sweet you filthy whore...” He licked her skin again as he fucked her, his other hand going down and toying with her clit. “I don’t stop till you’re a quivering pile of goo begging for me for all time baby.... get ready for sexual slavery.”

She bit her lip as she came violently for the third time, whimpering and sobbing, no longer able to move her body to meet him, only forced to relax and accept the pounding he was giving her.

“That’s it slut, that’s it accept it, this body is mine now...” he slapped her ass with the hand that was holding her arms, as her body was so spent she was quite boneless and wasn’t going to do anything he didn’t want her to do. “God you’re wet, you love this don’t you? I asked you a fucking question!” he said harshly and pinched her clit.

She groaned. “Oh god yes! I fucking love this... you pounding into me... giving me the pounding that a whore deserves... using me like a good little fuck toy should be used...” she sobbed and shivered, finally submitting to him. He growled and pumped her harder, if there was such a thing, grasping her painfully, bruising her delicate caramel skin.

She came again for him, screaming. “Fuck Harder!” He smirked and growled, doing what she asked. And she screamed again, and he chuckled.

“Can’t take much more can you? Beg me. Beg me to finish…” “Please” she cried hoarsely. “Oh gods please…”

He laughed. “You call that begging?! You can do better than that! Come on!” he roared as he redoubled his efforts, her body now slick with sweat and other things.

“Ummm... please finish... I want to taste myself on your cock as you pound it deep into my throat...” He chuckled and leaned forward, licking the bite mark on her back.

“Ummm a woman after my own heart...” he pulled out of her still sopping pussy and turned her roughly, pushing her to her knees and shoving his cock in her mouth. “You bite, I hit, remember that...”

She whimpered and glared heatedly up at him, gently raking her teeth over him to test the waters. Marsh didn’t waste any time. He pulled out of her and glared. He was hoping this didn’t have to end in that kind of violence. “Don’t push me bitch...”

She grinned and licked her lips, looking up at him, raw lust clear on her face. “I just had to know...” she purred. “Fuck my mouth... please...” she sobbed.

He smirked. “Such a dirty bitch.” He grabbed her face and shoved himself into her mouth. “Bite me and I’ll fucking kill you.” He said with both lust and heated malice. He knew she was the kinda girl he liked, one that played right on the edge, that tightrope walked over the shark tank.

She sucked him down her throat, keeping her teeth well out of his way. He grunted as he fucked her mouth. “Ooh you suck like a whore too, umm that’s it... come on Janey, show me you can make me come....”

She greedily sucked at him, her hands massaging his balls, as she took his long hard length all the way down her hot tight throat. He growled and decided to forgo the nicety of informing her of his impending explosion, wanting her to be surprised. He came hard down the back of her throat, grunting. “That’s it bitch take it.”

She choked slightly before swallowing him down and sucking him a second before he pulled out and zipped up. He looked at her abused and used form sprawled on the floor. “Not bad Janey, now you see who is the boss.” He reached down and pinched her nipples through what was left of her shirt, then walked around the couch and sat down. “Get cleaned up, we got things to discuss.”

So.. what song would be playing in the background if this was a scene you saw on Tv? LOL. And guess what? While this excerpt is from the short story WISHES, the winner will get WISHBOUND, which is both WISHES and GLAMOUR. Ready? Go!