Ayla's Supernatural Love Dungeon

Chapter 10

Nekros carried Althea into her apartment and laid her down on the couch. When he motioned for the door, Althea pinched the fabric of his shirt. He stopped and glanced down at her. Tears continued to spill from her eyes.

            “Please don’t leave,” she sniveled.

Nekros grasped her hand. “I’m just going to close the door. I’ll be right back.”

The hold on his shirt was released and Nekros sped to the door and closed it. He sat on the couch and rubbed Althea’s back trying to console her. She feverishly wiped the tears away from her eyes.

            “Are you okay now?” Nekros questioned softly.

Althea nodded weakly.

            “Can I ask what happened?”

Althea shook her head no. Nekros pulled her closer to him and hugged her. Althea reached up and cupped Nekros’s face and gently pressed her lips against his. He kissed back. When Althea tugged on Nekros’s shirt, he broke the kiss.

            “Are you sure?”

The only response he received was another kiss. Nekros tangled his hands in Althea’s wavy brown hair and kissed her back. The two kissed passionately until both were out of breath. Althea pulled away and tugged at Nekros’s shirt. In one swift movement, Nekros removed his light blue shirt with a white skull and crossbones design. He leaned in and gave Althea’s neck soft butterfly kisses. Althea craned her neck to give Nekros ample room. Nekros’s hands trailed along Althea’s body, still covered by her scrubs. He committed every inch of Althea’s form to memory. Althea attempted to pull up her shirt, but Nekros stopped her. She opened her mouth to ask why he stopped her but found her lips captured in another kiss. Before she knew it, she was flat on her back with Nekros on top of her. Nekros had maneuvered in such a way that Althea’s hands were held over her head by one of Nekros’s hands. His other hand slowly pushed her shirt up her torso. He paused at her mid-drift and kissed her stomach. Althea’s breath hitched at the touch. The kisses covered her abdomen. Nekros looked up at Althea, his eyes asking if she wanted him to stop. His wanton expression mirrored Althea’s. He continued pushing her shirt up and revealed a purple lace bra. He let go of his hold on Althea’s wrists long enough to completely remove the top. Nekros took in the sight of Althea’s torso and spotted two tattoos. A cherry blossom peeked out from the bra on her left breast. The other tattoo was a purple lotus with cherry blossoms on her left shoulder.

Nekros kissed the shoulder tattoo first then the breast tattoo. His hands caressed Althea’s breasts eliciting a quiet moan. Althea’s lips captured Nekros’s in a kiss in hopes of hiding the noises he caused her to make. His hands snaked their way to Althea’s back, unhooked her bra, and pulled the fabric forward removing the last article of clothing covering Althea’s upper body. Nekros pulled away from the kiss and admired Althea half-naked underneath him. He got a better view of the cherry blossom tattoo. It stretched from her collarbone down the left breast and stopped at her sternum.

Althea squirmed under Nekros’s gaze. She glanced up at him with a coyness that caused the bulge in his jeans to tighten and twitch. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Beautiful.” When the word escaped his lips, he pressed his lips against hers with so much affection and passion. He hoped the kiss would push away any insecurity she had about her body. Althea kissed back with the same amount of passion and wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her. Nekros slowly dragged his hands down Althea’s body and stopped at the waistband of her scrubs. He hooked his thumbs and lightly tugged the pants down. He paused a moment to see if Althea had changed her mind. Instead, she arched herself against him more. He rubbed his tongue against her bottom lip asking for entry. Althea opened her mouth in the kiss. At the same time as their tongues danced, Nekros pushed Althea’s pants down her thighs.

When the two separated to catch their breaths Nekros continued to remove Althea’s pants. She lay there with only her purple lace panties covering her. Althea reached out and barely touched the button of Nekros’s pants before he stood up. He quickly removed his pants and boxers and returned pinning Althea underneath him.

For the first time since they started this venture, Althea noticed and felt Nekros’s hardened manhood against her. Her face turned beet red.

            “Do you want to stop?”

Althea shook her head no and shakily stretched her hand out and touched Nekros’s crotch. He let out a heavy breath. Althea searched his eyes, unsure if his reaction was good or bad. Nekros stared back at her, his breath ragged. Althea tentatively wrapped her fingers around Nekros’s hardened body part. She focused on Nekros’s expression as she moved her hand up. Nekros’s breath came more ragged than before. He locked gazes with her, the pleasure she caused him, and his desire to show her the same displayed through his baby blue eyes. Althea paused briefly which allowed Nekros to adjust his position, situating his face directly between her legs. The same position that they were in when they first tried having sex. A small shiver of both excitement and fear ran down Althea’s spine.

            Nekros tilted his head, leaning it against Althea’s thigh. He knew Althea’s hesitation about this position because the last time they found themselves in this situation she had accidentally killed him. “Do you want to try this again?” he asked.

Althea bit her lip. Part of her wanted to say yes because the last time he caused her to see stars. The other half wanted to say no because she was scared that she might kill him again. Her insecurity won out. “Not yet,” she said in a barely audible whimper.

Nekros nodded. He kissed the center of her panties, Althea quietly moaned and her body shook with anticipation. A small smirk grazed his lips before he took a piece of the top of her panties in between his teeth. Althea stared wide-eyed at him uncertain what he was planning. Nekros slowly pulled down her panties with his teeth. His pace tortured both himself and Althea. As the fabric slid past Althea’s ankles, Nekros kissed his way back up her body sending ripples of ecstasy throughout Althea. When he reached her face, he paused. To hide her blush, Althea buried her face in his neck.

            “Are you ready?”

Althea’s blush intensified. “Yes,” she whispered.

Nekros pulled away from her. He picked up his jeans and rooted around in his pockets. He found what he was looking for and pulled out a condom. He quickly opened the package and rolled the elastic over his shaft. When the condom was in place Nekros returned to Althea on the couch and positioned himself between her legs. He laid down on top of her with his manhood pressed against her opening. “Are you sure?” he questioned again.

Althea nodded.

            “This may hurt…”

Althea bit her lip. “I’m ready.”

Nekros captured Althea’s lips in his and slowly penetrated Althea’s vajayjay. Althea whimpered in the kiss as she felt her hymn break. Nekros paused and waited for Althea to adjust to him being inside her. Althea bucked her hips against his when her body became familiar with his presence. Nekros continued the slow pace as he moved in and out of her. With each thrust, Althea tangled her fingers in Nekros’s messy black hair and her legs instinctively wrapped around Nekros’s hips. Nekros swallowed all the moans and other noises that Althea made in the long-winded kiss. In need of breath as well as wanting to actually hear Althea’s pleasure, Nekros broke the kiss and stared into her honey-brown eyes. Althea’s face twisted in adorable expressions as he hit a bundle of nerves inside her. He leaned down and panted against Althea’s ear. “Ready to change the pace or do you want to stay where we are?”

“F-faster,” was all Althea could muster.

Nekros smiled. “Sure baby.” He slightly increased his speed but made sure to focus on Althea’s reaction. If she showed signs of being in pain, Nekros was going to switch back to the slow pace. Much to his surprise, Althea met him thrust for thrust.

            “C-can you…” Althea struggled to talk clearly. “D-deeper?”

Nekros did as he was requested and made his thrusts go deeper. At the first deep thrust, Althea tilted her head back and moaned. Nekros smiled and without thinking of his actions…he bit, licked, and sucked the skin of Althea’s collarbone. Once he was satisfied, he pulled away and admired his mark. Luckily for him, it blended into the cherry blossom tattoo. The attention that Nekros gave her collarbone and a thrust that hit a certain nerve caused Althea to lose it. She climaxed. Her walls tightened around Nekros’s sex organ. After a few more thrusts with Althea’s womanhood squeezing him, Nekros climaxed too.

Nekros kissed Althea and mumbled, “I love you,” before he removed the used condom and threw it away. He dressed himself in his boxers and pulled his shirt over Althea. Althea, too tired to focus on anything, cuddled up next to Nekros and fell asleep.