Dark Souls

Their Connection

"No one hurts my family and lives. No one."- Elijah Mikaelson, The Originals 

Cole and Amaya were in his bed kissing as their bodies moved together sensually under the covers. Amaya whimpered as he thrust into her deeper and exhaled as she milked him of his c*m. 

Cole groaned and kissed her sweetly. "Damn," Rolling off his woman Cole tiredly said, "f**k you know how to wear me out." Amaya blushed and laid her head on his chest. Cole looked down and brazenly asked her, "Your s*x life before me...it was only to get blood majority of the time. Did you not enjoy it?" 

Amaya hummed as she laid her head on his chest, "s*x was more of a weapon than something to enjoy. Whenever a man was being pleased he was open to being attacked. The sex...it didn't have feeling, enjoyment or pleasure. Nor disgust, or interest. Just me laying there or riding until I could kill them. That's when I got my enjoyment...up til' you." 

Cole smiled a little, he knew he hadn't been her first. But knowing he was the first time she had actually enjoyed it made his pride swell. Kissing her lips he curiously wondered out loud, "What was your first time with me like?" 

Amaya giggled and leaned into him as she remembered, "Painful."  

Biting on each other's skin, sweat dripping from their bodies as Cole's talons left marks on her skin. His hard thrust making her cry out in pain and pleasure, but loving it so much. 

Amaya held the sheet to her body as she giggled at her mate, "So...erotic and dirty." 

"I want to f**k your p***y, but I also want a taste. Which one would like first?" Amaya giggled spreading her sweet little cunt for him, "Taste please." 

Cole hummed as he tasted her little clit, sliding his tongue up and down her slit. "I want to f**k you so hard, you forget everything but my name." He groaned looking at her wet p***y stretched around two fingers. 

Amaya gasped as he shoved his c**k inside of her,  f*****g her harder than ever before. Amaya looked as his c**k thrust in and out of her, her walls clenching around him as he sucked her n*****s. 

"Ugh f**k baby you feel so good." Amaya whimpered more as Cole grunted in her ear. Hearing a sloshing noise, Amaya convulsed as Cole looked down to watch her squirt for him. "Damn this little p***y just squirted for me. Is it ready for my c*m now?" 

Amaya whimpered, "Please, I can't handle it." Her body burned she needed it...

Amaya blushed as she remembered that day and Cole looked at her hopefully, "Was that when you fell in love with me?" 

Amaya shook her head not even denying it,  "No, it was a couple of weeks later. In bed."  

Cole had pulled Amaya to the edge of the bed. He f****d her hard and fast as her t**s bounced for him. Looking at his little naughty witch spread out underneath looking so satisfied, Cole felt his balls tighten. "f**k, baby I'm going to c*m in you." 

Amaya looked into Cole's eyes wanting his c*m so deep. Wanting his warm c*m to land in her belly and spread all over her thighs. 

Cole grunted as he shot ropes of c*m in Amaya's cunt, watching her convulse, Cole kept thrusting until she had milked him empty of his seed. "Fuck." he groaned pulling out of her slowly. Amaya looked up at Cole rubbing her clit feeling his c*m in her tummy. 

'I wonder if I can have his babies...' Amaya wondered. The thought stopped her cold, not because it freaked her out. But because it didn't freak her out. She realized then that she loved Cole, and she wanted his possessive, killer, demonic ass. And his babies...

"Well then," Cole teased kissing his mate on the mouth eagerly. 

They spent the majority of the day in bed. 

Eating breakfast but not wanting anything in the house for dinner. 

So while Cole went to shower, Amaya decided to run to the Thai place. She put in their order and waited for her number to be called. When she realized she had left her phone in the car, Amaya ran out to get it. 

Only for three very large, very square looking guys to back her up in an alley. 

Looking around as nine more joined them,  Amaya asked, "Can I help you, gentlemen?" One of them looked her over and asked, "I don't know doll, can you?" Amaya looked at them and could see the perverted dirty thoughts in their brains. 

And what they called themselves doing. 

"Well, my boyfriend is waiting on me so I need to leave. Excuse me." Amaya said trying to give them a chance but they refused. A man stepped forward with a knife as his eyes glowed yellow. "Your demonic bastards can not be born. We will end your filthy race-." Holding up her hands in fist Amaya stopped the men in their tracks before they could close in on her. 

All of them grunted and she smiled as she looked at them bored, "Listen, hunters, I'm not in the mood for ignorance. And unfortunately for you, you're ruining a really good day for me. So how about I make your deaths nice and easy." 

One of the men spat on the ground and cursed, "f**k you, demon whore." Dropping her hands, Amaya watched their necks break and giggled. "Douche bags."

Walking away, Amaya walked back into the restaurant, got her food and went back to Cole's place. He smiled seeing her with food and both got set up in his bed, laying the food out on a large tray and put on a movie.

The two spent the majority of the time eating dinner, getting drunk on vodka and sprite, while talking. When they finished and another movie began to play Amaya tossed their tray before climbing back into bed with him. 

Cole faced Amaya as she asked, "So when are you going to get someone to fix the bed in your guest room."  Cole smirked remembering them breaking the bed they had used last night after they got a little carried away. "Soon. And not to worry, this one is more durable...hopefully." 

Amaya blushed as Cole picked her up, "Come now mate, don't tell me...that horny little p***y wants more of my c**k?" Amaya gasped breathlessly making Cole grin devilishly as his darkened, "Doesn't it?" Amaya nodded as Cole pulled her on to his lap, "Fine by me baby, just know I'm trying to break this bed too."