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More than a lover *Edited 11/28/2022, Please Re-Read*

“Ella!” I left out an excited but exasperated squeal, unsure of what to do next.

“Maren, I can’t resist you. I can’t help this. I, … I’m sorry…” Ella spoke to me in a trance-like tone, her eyes fixed on every inch of my naked body.

“Shhhhh,” I reached my hand out to Ella and beckoned for her to move toward me, feeling the magnetism between us, like a massive tensile force pulling us toward one another.

Ella was still dressed, so I rose fully out of the water, arms outstretched. She stepped closer, until I could feel her breath on my face. With my dripping hands, I found the bottom of her shirt. Tugging at the hem, I looked into her eyes and noticed them peculiarly changing colors from black to brown, and back again repeatedly. I stared for a moment and just as I thought to comment on what they were doing, Ella leaned in, mouth half open, and found my lips with hers. Electricity again jolted between us, this time from head to toe which resulted in hundreds of water droplets from the tub being shot upwards into the air. The force blew Ella’s dry hair behind her shoulders, inviting me to remove her shirt. Still locked in a kiss, I pulled her top up her sides, only breaking our kiss to lift her shirt over her head, and tossed it behind her. She didn’t have a bra to fumble with, leaving her full, soft breasts bare in the steam. I took a breath, unsure if I should proceed, but Ella did not hesitate. She took my hands in hers and placed them on both her breasts, leaning her head back in a moan. The glimpse of her neck drove me wild, sending pulses once again through my body. I took my hands from her chest and lowered them to her jeans, this time I didn’t waste a moment. I could feel myself dripping with anticipation, raging to touch every inch of her flawless skin. I wanted to bring her pleasure in the same way I felt when I touched myself as she stood silently watching.

Her jeans hit the floor, revealing dainty panties with lace trimming hugging her curvaceous hips. I twirled a finger from each hand around the lace straps, and pulled them low enough to drop on their own the remaining distance. There she stood, looking into my soul with every bit of her beauty exposed. She had zero blemishes, but her rosy cheeks lit up her face. Her tiny, perfect pink nipples stood erect with excitement. Our breathing matched now, both of us filled with anticipation of touching each other erotically. I took her arms in both my hands and pulled her into the tub beside me. It was plenty big for both of us, with our slender builds leaving plenty of room to shift. As we sat, the water rose around us, blanketing us in warmth. I wanted to slide my hands over every inch of her body, so I took the bar of soap from its tray and worked it into a lather. All the while, Ella’s eyes were fixed on me, still trance like in her gaze. I wasn’t sure what she was thinking, but I knew she wanted this as much as I did. Running the soap up her arm, then to her shoulder, I crossed her chest and did the same down the other side. When I came back up her arm, I Then traveled down her breast, allowing my soapy knuckles to just barely graze her nipple. The soap dropped from my hand, so I spread the lather to my other hand and then placed them both under her breasts, cupping them to the best of my ability from the difficult angle. Unwilling to accept the partially obstructed view of her, I lifted one leg over hers and straddled her. My mouth went directly for her neck as I began to massage her full breasts. With my tongue, I traced her jaw line, leaving a trail of tiny nibbles as I moved towards her shoulder. She was receiving a full massage now, my hands working circles towards each other, lifting and caressing her chest as she continued to let out the most beautiful and breathy moans. I felt shock waves spread through me as I realized that I was grinding my clitoris against something.. She had managed to press her fingers against the delicate bead of skin while I was lost in the sensation of my fingertips across her nipples. I reciprocated her pleasure with my own moans. Just when I thought the feeling was at its peak, one of her fingers dance around the tight opening of my virgin slit. The intensity took my breath away, and she could sense my hesitation as she teased the opening with the very tip of her finger. The smallest bit of her finger slid just barely inside me, circling just inside, enough to make me desire for her to plunge it in all at once. But she didn’t. She stayed there, teasing, while I was ready to feel her inside me.

“We can’t, my love.” Ella’s feathery whisper stopped me in the heat of the moment, puzzled. I wasn’t sure why we couldn’t, we had already done so much to each other. I could feel my eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

“I want to believe that you are every bit mine as you are his, but I cannot take from him the one thing that makes you truly his. Two women cannot be mated in a physical sense, and physical mating is just as important as the emotional bonding, in order for two souls to bind.” Ella spoke of things that I did not understand, and yet somehow, I knew she meant that she would save vaginal penetration for a man to share with me. It didn’t matter in that moment, I had fallen in love with her and I wanted to pleasure her body the way that she pleasured my heart.

“Fine, I’ll just have to show you other ways in which I love you then.” I shot a smile through my soggy hair, then showed her the way to the bed with my eyes.

Taking her hands in mine, we stood together for a moment to allow some of the water to drip back into the tub. I closed my eyes, took one deep breath, and blew it out with intent. The hot air funneled around us as we stepped from the water and towards the bed. Swirling every last drop of moisture off our skin, the flurry was dismissed. Ella giggled, sending another thrum of excitement between my legs.

I gently guided her backwards the last few steps, until the bed touched her calves, cueing her to sit on the bed. I took the opportunity to caress her breasts once again, longing to press our bodies together. Ella laid down on the bed, eyes now a bold black. The brown was gone, somewhere buried by desire to make love to me. Her legs stayed dangling over the side of the bed, so I pressed up against them and hovered my face over her neck. Softly placing kisses on her skin progressed to gently nibbling at her collarbone when I decided to do the most that she would allow. I alternated licks and nibbles to the peak of her breast, then drew back only enough to catch my breath. I then traced circles around her tiny and perfect nipple, until I gave in to my own anticipation and started teasing it then sucking carefully on it.

The arousal was heavy in the room, I could feel the wetness slowly running from my slit, mixing in the air with the fragrance of her arousal like a vanilla- caramel candy. The smell made my mouth water, adding lubrication as I trailed my tongue down her ribs, pausing at random to affectionately apply kisses when I needed a breath. I Moved my hands down to her side and lowered myself to my knees on the floor. Ella sat up on her elbows, so that she could continue to watch me with her ebony eyes. Dark as they were, her soft expression showed great affection, she was as in love with me in that moment, as I was with her, and it fueled the burning within us to connect sexually. Her lower legs hung over the edge of the bed, toes pointed and knees bent. I swallowed hard, placing my hands on her trim thighs. As I requested her to spread her legs apart to allow me access to the source of her intoxicating aroma, she obliged, and I was instantly struck with an unfamiliar, animalistic hunger. Needing to be closer to her, I moved my hands to her hips and gave a slight tug in my direction. She responded knowingly by sliding her pelvis directly to the edge of the bed, sending a weft of the sweet vanilla right into my face. I could do nothing willfully any longer, her beautiful rosy pussy was finally exposed and it had me hypnotized. I moved autonomously, leaning in to blow a small vibratory wave of energy to ready her for my touch. The ripples struck her skin in gentle pulses, eliciting a gasp from her as she closed her eyes and curled her mouth into a smile. Her beautiful lips were bare, glossed with anticipatory secretions that needed to be lapped up. I took care to spread them slowly with one hand, exposing her swelling clitoris and slit, which was guarded by two, smaller dewy petals. I licked my lips, yearning to taste her. Without hesitation, and almost as if I was observing myself in slow motion, I leaned in and spread a lick from bottom to top, stopping to capture her clit with my lips in a hum. The taste sent an explosion of sparks from oy mouth to my toes, zapping my own clit with a shock. The force bounced back outward and sent the same energy into Ella’s body where I had her in my mouth. She threw her head back with a moan, the bed shook simultaneously.

Wow! Together, we are so strong that we are going to cause an earthquake! The thought resonated in my mind while the movement quickly dissipated.

Maren, you can stop anytime you want, love. You don’t have to do this, we don’t have to do this…

I looked up to see Ella’s eye were caramel and milk chocolate once again, as if she was fighting back her sexual desire to make sure I did’t feel coerced. She was just a little older than myself, but it didn’t matter to me. This felt so natural to me, as if we were meant to fall in love by day and bring each other pleasure by night.

You’re in my head? How? I did what Kendrick said and he’s blocked. I didn’t want to ruin the moment, the passion between us was calling me back to her body but I needed to understand.

Yes, love. He IS blocked, they’re all blocked. But not us. Not me. I noticed Ella’s eyes were puddling with black again, I was about to lose my chance to get an answer.

Why, Ella? I need to know why! Why is this happening? Why are we falling in love, why do I feel as though I can’t pull away from you, even if I wanted to? I don’t, I want this, I want to make love to your beautiful pussy with my mouth and hold onto the bliss forever, but why is this happening after all these years? I was nearly choking back a lump in my throat, both astonished at my own thoughts and pleased with my new courage. I was happy, yet conflicted.

**Because we are mates, Maren. We are meant to be… we will love and make love, and be stronger together than we ever were or will be apart… The ebony took over her eyes as her thoughts trailed off.

Feeling a surge of happiness, not even fully comprehending the depth of everything she just said, I went straight back to my mission, pushing her words to the back of my mind for the time being. I had my answer, I just didn’t understand it. Sucking my lower lip in, I caught a taste of Ella’s wet pussy, which was waiting for my return. I pursed my lips and sucked on her swollen clit with an upward dragging motion, over and over. Her legs began shaking, my appetite growing so much that all I could think about was placing bites all over her, so I carefully drug my teeth over the tiny bulb, amplifying the sensations.

Her moans were constant now, and I had no concern for anyone hearing them. Everything outside of this room, her body, and this moment mattered not. My vision tunneled the moment I started to feel her climax welling inside her, every cell in her body screaming for release. My stomach began to roar, my face drenched in the flavor of her sweet vanilla pussy as I juiced it from her slit with my mouth. In my mind, she became a feast, and I wanted to fill my belly with her. A silvery haze crept into my vision, moving my body beyond my control. I watched through the shining vignette as I climbed on top of her and stared down at the unblemished skin over her collar bone. My whole body was trembling with elation, when my ears began to ring terribly, forcing my eyes closed in agony. Just then, my mouth screamed with pain, my teeth felt like they were exploding from my gums and my saliva felt thick around them. Still not in control of myself, I lunged forward, plunging my teeth into Ella’s delicate skin. Sugared vanilla hit me, but tainted with a metallic tinge.

Your blood is delicious, my love. I love you, feel me inside you now. The words echoed in my mind, I was unsure if they were my own because I had no idea what I was saying.

Like some part of her being was being absorbed into my own bloodstream, I felt connected to Ella by an almost magical bond, spreading like tiny sparkling silver cells throughout my body. The sensation was pure ecstasy, as silver light engulfed my vision, Ella screamed with orgasm, the entire room releasing energy with a bang. The walls shook, the bed was tossed several inches away from them, and I released my bite from her flesh and bone, collapsing onto her. The sound of her heartbeat thrummed in my head as the silver faded to darkness and I welcomed sleep with a deep yawn and satisfied belly.

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