I shook to clear it, but he was on me again, his strong hands grabbing me, waist and left leg, and throwing me over.I shook to clear it, but he was on me again, his strong hands grabbing me, waist and left leg, and throwing me over. I fought him, but this time I knew I was lost. And part of me wanted to lose this fight. But I put up a good show of trying to toss him as he slammed his weight down on my legs, his hands on my shoulders to keep me down, his legs over mine, pulling them apart. "Take this," he said, his cock nudging against my ass. With one push he buried himself inside me, filling me. I screamed. I kept fighting as he kept me, pummeling me into the oily padding of the ring floor, but both he and I knew I was in heaven with his cock inside my asshole, pistoning into my backside. "Take this," he snarled again, "like you made me take you, that first time. You remember that, don't you?" I nodded, my cheek sliding on the oil. My eyes were closed, as much in pleasure as to keep the oil out. It smelled of olives. He fucked me hard, taking me under the red lights. Every thrust of his furry, oily body against my backside pounded my hips against the mat. The only audience this time was P'nyssa and Rowan, not the crowd we'd had when I won. "Yes!" he shouted. "Now!" And with one hard shove he roared, burying his cock as deep as it could go, coming inside me, and I closed my eyes and sighed. He lay over me, his hands sliding off my shoulders and onto the mat, his lips against my ear. "Thank you," he whispered. "For what?" I asked, opening my eyes and looking up at him. "You won." "And you liked losing," he replied, easing off of me. As his cock slid out I moaned again. "See what I mean?" he said. "What can I say? If it hadn't been for my ego, I'd've let you win the first time we met, too." He laughed. We lay there in the oil for a few seconds, trying to catch our breaths. He looked silly, all droopy, oily fur and smiling dark eyes, his sex slowly retracting into it's sheath. There was an awkward pause- at least it felt to me like an awkward pause- while I decided how to broach the subject. "Aaden? What did you mean by that comment you made before we started?" "Which one?" "You called me 'coimelin. |