Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife

Chapter 118 Good Girl[PG 18]

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Instinct was something she could not fight because when his hand touched her there, on her inner most private part, she pulled her thighs together and clenched tightly, trapping his hand that persistently kept feeling around, just over the top. 

He smiled, his eyes had this look she had seen many times before. The look of a predator!! "Don't be sacred baby," he whispered in her ears , his voice, this deep baritone timbre that made her clench them again, tighter as if she was closing a portal to another world. "I will take good care of you." he said and he kissed her neck. 

When had his body come so close to hers? she wondered. 

"Let go." he nibbled her ear, his tongue licked the top of that same ear, feeling ticklish she laughed softly and loosened her thighs. "That's it." he said. Her thighs were once more wide open, "Good girl." Esong said, and he flicked her clit. 

She gasped and clenched the blanket tightly. 

Another flick produced a loud slow breath from her mouth, and when he pressed his thumb down massaging it slowly, applying just the right amount of pressure, she closed her eyes and pushed her body toward him, begging for more. It felt so good, extremely good. 

His face was close to hers, his eyes wide open studying her reactions to everything that he did. His middle finger slid down slowly and he trailed it over her opening. 

"You are so wet, so fucking wet for me." he whispered. 

She turned her face away, ashamed and thrilled by his boldness, his openness which was the opposite of her. She could hardly bring herself to look his penis or call it what it was. In her mind, she thought about it as a thing or an it. 

He pushed that finger inside of her slowly and she moaned, "Esong," she said his name, her hands went from clutching at the blanket to finding his face and pulling him in for a kiss. HIs finger continued it's slowly but steady torture inside of her, all she could do was lay there, and take it. 

He deepened the kiss suddenly and she felt more pressure suddenly invading her. 

"Mmm," she mumbled and scratched his back.

"Relax," he whispered, "it's just two fingers, I had no idea you were this tight, it's going to be okay." he assured her, "Just breathe and relax." 

He knew from investigations and from the tightness inside of her, she had only been with him. Even after giving birth to Justin, she did not sleep with another man. He was also self aware and proud of his own size and girth, his organ was not small. If she was to take him, he needed to loosen her up or she would come to dread his touch. 

His fingers alternated, between sliding in and out of her and petting her, flicking her clit and teasing her. It did not take long for her to start writhing on the bed and asking for more. His own breath fastened as he watched her come alive with desperation to be filled by him. 

"You like that?" he asked her as he quickened his pace. 

"Yes," she replied in quick breaths, grabbing his hand when he tried to pull it out. 

"It's okay, one more finger." he said. and he struggled a bit to push three fingers inside of her and she held her breath as if she was under water. Little beads of sweat formed on her forehead and he wiped them away, distracting her again with another kiss. His other hand moved to her breast, flicking her nipple and rolling it between his fingers. 

 It took a few tries, but he was able to slide the fingers inside, as she unclenched and relaxed, so did he. She was not the only one that was tense, so was he. 

"You are warming up again." he whispered to her. "Do you feel it baby? You are becoming wet and needy. I am going to fuck you now, are you ready baby?" 

"I...it's, …I.." Scarlet could not hardly respond to his words, she was getting lost in the sensations. This was the most pleasure she had ever felt in her life, she thought. He was like a maestro, pulling all the right strings and saying all the right words. With her eyes closed, she did not even see him take off his pants. 

He moved suddenly, positioning himself perfectly over her, his fingers withdrew from her and she felt their loss, whimpering unhappily. But just as soon as they left, something else replaced them and she opened her eyes. It was bigger than the fingers, she was startled and she in her breath. 

"Esong," she whispered his name, looking vulnerable and scared. 

"It's okay, relax." he assured her as he slowly entered her, his intention was not to scare her or hurt her. But a it would hurt in the beginning he knew, she was still tight. 

Scarlet tried to relax but Esong's tight face despite of the reassuring words from his mouth said otherwise. She drew in short breaths and she felt him push inside again, slowly not going all the way, wanting her to adjust to his size. 

When she showed signs that she was beginning to enjoy his movement, he pushed in further, a little bit at a time, giving her time to enjoy the feel and pressure of him. 

"See, you are going to love it." he assured her and pushed further inside as she he felt her relax, the deeper he went thrusting slowly, the better it became and soon she wrapped her hands around him, egging him on. With one final thrust, he penetrated her fully so suddenly and she said, "Oh," quite loudly. He did not move, he just lay above her patiently, struggling to hold back because all he wanted to do was thrust into her mercilessly. 

"Is it okay now?" he asked after about forty or so seconds. He could feel her push her body upward, slowly moving her waist and taking her own pleasure. 

"I think so." she answered. 

It was as if all shackles holding him back, had been released and he started to move, his mind was asking him to move slowly but his body had other plans. The rhythm of his movements became faster and less controlled. Every little sound she made drew him in deeper, the clawing of her nails on his back was like her plea that she wanted more and he gave more, moving faster and becoming more demanding. 

She wrapped her legs around him and he felt himself slip deeper inside her her. Her fingers grasped his shoulders and she moaned his name over and over. 

"Esong, Oh God, Esong," she moaned. 

He needed her to stop talking because the more she called his name, the faster he felt himself approaching the finish line. He could not get there before she did, he needed to feel her shuddering and screaming with pleasure before he could allow himself to finish. Desperately, he covered her moth with his, initiating a brutal kiss, he slipped his fingers between their bodies and rubbed her clit with all the finesse and expertise he had. 

His desperation worked because the pleasure overwhelmed her and gripped his body tightly, sinking her teeth into neck as she screamed her way to an orgasm. 

He loved it so much, the feeling of her teeth on his neck, her desperate screaming of his name he bit his lower lip to stop himself from yelling out his own cries of pleasure and he finally exploded. His body twitched as he released his semen into her, it felt as if he had dumped a bucket full of it inside of her. 

"Oh God," she moaned as he rolled his body off her. "That was...." She was breathing was fast and her heart was pounding so loudly. "I...."

"I know." he said and he laughed. "I think I have one more in me." he declared and she laughed.