378- Crystal Clear
POV Seraphine Valerian:
A tall, beautiful waterfall poured its crystal-clear water and formed a transparent light-green lake. On the banks, wide rocks and white, fine sand. All surrounded by vibrant flowers and robust trees in shades of green to reddish-orange.
“My God...” I felt a little dizzy as he helped me down from his back. Enchanted. “It's so beautiful!”
“Take off your clothes.”
I stared at him immediately and was already pulling my blouse over my head.
It was time to dive in, but I got excited at the order and at the sight of him. His strong chest and arms, the ridges of his abdomen, his pants being opened. Suddenly nature lost its luster before his beauty.
“Afraid of the cold water? Is that why you're paralyzed?” I swallowed my drool, covering up: “Is it cold?”
“Very. In a few months it will freeze. Do you know how to swim?”
“Yes.”
Viktor became completely naked, and I watched him as I took off my sneakers. He went to a rock, and I couldn't help but notice his wide back, beautiful butt, strong legs. So large and powerful that he was part of the whole spectacle around him.
He dove in, and I became anxious to join him. I undressed and went to the same rock, having no idea of the depth.
He appeared in the middle of the lake, his black eyes on me. My nipples hardened, and before I lost my courage, I dove headfirst. The shock against the cold surface was electrifying but delicious. I surfaced laughing.
“Behind the waterfall there's a small cave. Come.” He swam, and I followed.
He waited for me before passing under the forcefully falling water and grabbed me, pressing me against his chest. I only had time to hold my breath before receiving the cold, strong pinpricks over my head, like a violent torrent.
It lasted a short time. In seconds, we were on the other side, and I felt the sandy ground under my feet. An immense flat stone emerged from the water and formed a large hole in the rock, making a perfect rounded cave. Behind us, the curtain fell endlessly, the wonderful noise.
Viktor smiled seeing my enchantment. He sat on the edge of the wide, smooth, wet stone. I moved to his side but couldn't resist letting my gaze travel down his skin full of droplets, the fine hairs stuck down, his large member at rest.
I filled with such an intense desire that, even under the cold water, my vagina burned. My mouth watered. Which only worsened when he began to grow right before my eyes, veins swelling, the tone becoming a deeper pink.
“Do you like what you see, Seraphine?”
His low voice made me tremble, and I nodded, staring into his eyes. I remembered the night I went to his room and saw him sleeping, his member half-exposed under the sheet.
“That night we slept together, when I came at dawn and you didn't even see me... I wanted to taste it,” I confessed.
“Did the urge pass?”
His hands were resting on the rock, his legs stretched out, water licking him up to his knees. His erection in its fullness, proud. His gaze dominating me.
“No.”
“Then come here and taste it. Suck my cock.”
I didn't even think. I advanced to the edge of the rock, my knees climbing between his, my hands tingling as I felt his hard thighs with little hairs against my palms. I licked my lips, almost drooling. Saliva pooling in my mouth.
Viktor didn't move. Just the way he stared at me, his harsh and lustful expression, already aroused me. But I exploded when I slid my fingers upward, passing over his heavy sac, grasping the very thick base. I didn't know how that fit inside me. It was too much. Too big and too perfect.
I trembled as I licked the slit and felt the drop emerge, making contact with my tongue. I opened my lips and sucked him there, just there, delirious with pleasure.
He growled low, and I looked up, captured by the golden flames appearing in his irises. Hypnotized, delighted.
I went down, swallowing the flesh until I felt it hit the back of my throat. I had no time to control my breathing or think about choking, so crazed was I in that moment. I took him as much as possible, eager and hungry, sucking with will.
“Fuck... Seraphine...”
His large hands grabbed my hair at the sides of my face. Pulling me, entering so deep that I choked without air or voice, tears pooling in my eyes. He looked at me like that, all thick around my stretched lips, until I suffocated.
He controlled the movements, pulling out completely, only to thrust again, growling, fucking my mouth.
“Damn...” in the midst of the lust, his expression shone with anger. “You've done this before...”
I sucked him more, drool running down my chin, devouring him and trembling, my cunt throbbing so much it hurt. Viktor pulled out of my mouth and kept me paralyzed, while demanding, furious:
“Have you given blowjobs to other men?”
“I...”
“Answer me!”
I was startled by the harshness in his voice.
“Yes!”
“How many?”
“I don't know.”
“How many, Seraphine?”
“I don't know!” I exploded, irritated. I wanted him, not to talk about the past. “I kept my virginity, but I tried other things and...”
“What things?” He jumped off the rock next to me, surprising me with his jealousy.
“Kisses, caresses, oral... as if you've never done anything with the other women! And the she-wolves!” I pushed his chest, also jealous. “You even got married! So don't come at me with demands!”
Were other wolves like Viktor, so possessive?
Viktor seemed even larger, nostrils flaring, almost shifting. He grabbed my hair suddenly and, without me expecting it, forced me against the rock, coming from behind, holding my face against the cold, wet surface, my feet still in the sand at the bottom.
He spread my knees open with his, abruptly, forcing his hip against my ass, one of his fingers grabbing its side, digging into the plump flesh. He grunted in my ear:
“What else did you give them? Did you let them suck your cunt? Did you give them your ass?”
“Viktor...”
“Did they put it in here?” His fingers plunged under the water that reached almost to my waist, spreading me, rubbing my small orifice.