Hazel and Maeve

chapter 17

-Casimir POV-

I am enamored with Maeve as I take in her chest, rising up and down at a fast pace while her pupils dilated from my words. My c**k was weeping as I could feel her p***y throb for me through her pants. Her cunt just weeping for me to drink her down. Closing my eyes to inhale more of her scent, I let out a deep moan once she invades my nostrils. Snapping my eyes open, I catch emotions flashing across her face, such as lust, fear, and relief. Hmm, I wonder what the relief was for. Before I could even open my mouth to ask her, her mouth opens…

“Mio caro, you have owned me the moment your eyes have landed upon me.” (My dear)

Holy f*ck.

Just the submissive tone in her voice almost has me losing control. “Are you sure? Do you truly understand all of what I said? Because I need you to be 100% sure, mio sole.” I rasp out in a dominant tone while slowly bringing my hand up to her neck.

“Mio caro Casimir..” F*ck, her voice comes out like a sweet sin. “I am sure. You have spoken of all of my hidden desires that I have kept locked away. So, please..”

My snarl cuts her off. Her mouth is slightly open when I slam my lips upon hers. Using the little gap, I shove my tongue into her mouth. Her lips opening for me like a good little slut. Who knew my divaliona could be so good for me.

But, I don’t know if I can be good for her…

Just as the taste of her mouth hits my tongue, I all about lose control. If this is what her mouth tastes like, then her c*nt is going to be heaven. Twirling our tongues together, with our taste buds clashing together while skimming along the roof of our mouths, causes us to kiss even harder. Mio sole, chasing after my taste while I chase after hers. Soon her hips are grinding along my hard c**k. Moans slip out between the both of us just as my fangs drop. I don’t have time to pull away as my fangs nip her tongue. Blood pours out of the wound. My eyes roll into the back of my head once I get a taste of it. Not thinking, I suck her tongue into my mouth so I can drink her down.

Her blood is something that I have never even experienced before. It has a metal-like taste, but it is also sweet. As if her blood could cleanse me along with her juices. I quickly pull back before I can get too lost into her taste. I do not want to lose control, although her pulsing cunt pushes me over the edge. I can hear it throb for me. I can smell it...

Snarling out, “f**k”, I twist us to throw her down onto the bed. She lets out a moan just as I rip her red lace bustier in half. I don’t give her time to think as I finish ripping everything else off. Her bra, boots, jeans, and finally, her underwear.

“CASIMIR!” My divaliona (little devil) screams out for all the world to hear.

My tongue diving into her c*nt as I greedily drink her down. Pinstoning my tongue in and out of her while throwing her legs over my shoulders. My eyes roll into the back of my head as having my tongue in her, I can feel all of my sins be cleansed. Her juices tasting like the holiest of water. I will never have to utter the words “Forgive me Father for I have sinned,” as I can just purify myself by drinking from her c*nt. Her juices cleansing away some of the blackness that coats my soul.

Snapping my gaze back to her, I slap her outer thigh. She whines from the action as her hands find my hair. Good, pull my hair, you divaliona. Show me how much you want to grind down on my face while your juices run down my chin. Drinking her down for a little bit, I finally slide my tongue to her clit. Flattening out my tongue, I rub her in tight circles. Causing her hips to buck against my mouth even more.

“Oh, f*ck..” is the only warning I hear before my salvation is squirting out of her.

I move fast. Bringing my tongue back to her c*nt so I could drink her. Soon my finger is joining my tongue. I moan out just as my eyes roll into the back of my head from just the feel of how tight her channel is. It is so warm and wet.

“Casimir… Casimir... Casimir..” She chants my name out in a prayer while I continue to eat her.

Her juices run down my chin as I pump my finger faster and faster. I can feel her tighten up. Her second orgasm is about to hit her. I speed up, but only for a few seconds, as she squirts again.

“Please... Stop..” she mumbles weakly at the same time her hands are trying to push my head away.

I give her mercy, so I pull my mouth away. “Your c*nt is the only thing that will cleanse my blacken soul. I intend to drown myself in the only salvation that will grace my tongue.” As I spoke, I slowly shove another finger into her tight channel. “So be a good little divaliona, and allow me to drown myself in your holy water.”

Her eyes roll to the back of her head as her body gives in to me. Her body knowing who truly owns it. I quickly bring my tongue back to her clit, as I work on making her c*m over and over again.

“Please…please… I cannot take anymore.” Mio sole whines out with a raspy voice.

Her voice is shot from the many times I had her screaming. Her body covered in a layer of sheen sweat as I forced orgasm after orgasm to come out of her. I commanded her body to give me one after the other. I could not even tell you how many times she came because I got lost in her. Deciding to give my divaliona a little break, I slowly pull my fingers out of her before sucking them into my mouth. Making sure to scrape her juices off of my chin so I don’t waste a drop that was spilled from her. Her eyes watching me the whole time. I could see that she was in a submissive headspace, where you feel all floating, and I want her to experience this every single night.

Once my fingers are clean, I gently pick her up. Throwing the covers back, I lay her down before using my speed to go over to the bathroom. I get a rag a little wet, so I can use it to clean her up with. Using my speed again, I make my way back to her. I carefully wipe her swollen cunt along with her inner thighs. Once she is all clean, I toss the rag behind my back. Stipping out of my clothes, I climb into the bed with her.

I don’t allow her to move an inch as I pull her into my side. She lets out a little purring noise while snuggling closer to me. Her right arm laying over my chest while I pull her right leg up. Making her knee bend as her leg lays on top of my legs. I shove my nose in her hair as I breathe in her scent. My hand rubbing her back up and down. I soon feel her fingers dragging over my tattoos, which are covering my chest and stomach.

“You have so many….”

“Tattoos. I know.” I finish her sentence with a little laugh. I could feel goosebumps cover her skin upon hearing my laugh. I must say that it is a delight to know that she is affected by me from just a laugh.

“I like them.” Her soft whisper is like hearing a prayer.

I smile, “I am happy to hear that you approve.”