Adam embraces her fiercely

Adam looked down at Winlay uncertainly searching her eyes for confirmation, everything he knew about her screamed of innocence and yet here she was offering herself to him unconditionally. Adam found her trust in him was as sexually exciting as the sight of her naked body gleaming with perspiration, and he took a deep breath knowing that he was about to betray this trust. With a groan he swept Winlay into his arms again and kissed her fiercely; he could feel her legs wrap around his waist and pull him tightly against her pelvis.

“Yes Adam.” Winlay moaned into his ear when their kiss finally ended but Adam needed no encouragement. He had a handful of her chestnut curls in his fist and he pulled her head back arching her back and exposing her throat and breasts once again to his mouth. This time he wasn't trying to pleasure her, Adam's mouth plundered her exposed skin like a Devil-tooth devouring a Pander-sow but Winlay never protested his rough treatment. She pulled his mouth to her perfect tits scraping her unblemished softness against the abrasive stubble of his unshaven jaw. At some point he must have bit one of her tight puckered nipples between his teeth because he felt her jerk in his arms and he tasted a hint of blood on his tongue, but she only pulled his head more firmly to her breasts.

Adam felt a flash of shame - he was treating Winlay like a dockside whore - but the guilt was immediately replaced by a fierce anger. Why had she tempted him so? Surely after everything that had happened today she knew what a man would do to her angelic body given a chance. Once already he had tempered his need for her (the sensation of her lying spread beneath him begging for his cock was an erotic memory that he would never forget for as long as he lived) and Adam wondered how he had found the strength to pull out of Winlay's hot sex.

Adam crushed Winlay's soft lips to his again, punishing her with his mouth for being so perfect, so sweet and so wicked all at the same time. Her mouth opened willingly under his **** and he tasted the sweetness of her breath as she surrendered unconditionally to his demands. The thought of any other man plundering this initiate angered him further. He knew that what his Templar brothers would do to her and Mika if they fell into their hands, and had no doubts that High Priest Beldan would take great joy in breaking the pretty pair as well.

Winlay was right about one thing; there was no way he could spend the next few days in this apartment with her without losing his mind. The more he tried to resist his baser instincts the fiercer his desire for her became when he took her in his arms. Adam needed the release Winlay had spoken of or he would explode just like the Landers’ great boilers, but where, and how?

If he placed Winlay back on the table again he doubted he’d be able to resist her offer. Adam could feel her hips rocking against his in a rhythm more ancient than the cavemen of old Earth, Xelta he so wanted to take her. One mighty thrust to shatter her hymen and claim her as his forever as she cried out sharply under him. And then he’d drive himself into her forbidden treasure plunging deeply again and again until her moans of pain turned to gasps of pleasure and he exploded into her filling her womb with his seed.

Adam’s eyes fell to the full pink breasts that rose and fell under his chin, perhaps there was another way?