Night Market After Dark (Patreon)

A/N: All stories are 18+

We will be following the NSFW ABC's.  Starting with the letter A. After Sex

Milo- Chest heaving, Milo laid there, staring up at the ceiling while sweat dried on his skin. He was still half hard, his cock sticky against his thigh, while a nice bruise was forming from where he had been sucked to an inch of his life.  I was particularly proud of the way he moaned when he came. It was deep and guttural and he looked surprised that such a noise could even come out of his mouth.

Rolling over, he stared at me.

“Am I being punished?” he grinned. Leaning forward, he placed his hand between my legs, fingers seeking out every sensitive inch of me.  “Not that I mind.”

“You’re still speaking. I obviously didn’t do a good enough job.” I shifted away as a shiver rolled through me. Too much, far too soon.  His eyes were still dark and his skin splotchy from exertion.  “Need more?” I asked. I cut off anything he was about to say when I grabbed his cock and squeezed. A gasp shot through the room as he laid back, eyes fluttering shut. “Oh,” I laughed. “Good boy, Milo.”

He huffed out a laugh as his hips arched up. But he knew enough not to speak again.

Belladonna: “Really, dear heart. I think you could go one more time.”

The ropes were tight. They had yet to break my skin but I could feel my fingers tingling. Thick straps of leather were wrapped across my chest and thighs in a crisscross fashion, leaving me spread open and bare to her attention.

“Bella, I don’t–” The sound of the flogger cracked through the air, whipping across my already red ass.

“Mistress,” she corrected. “I shouldn’t have to tell you again.”

“Mistress,” I said with a swallow, feeling my body ache for her. “I don’t know if I can cum again.”

“No?” she asked, circling me.  “Not even if it meant having me?”

I felt my hips pulse upwards.  “Have you?”

Leaning forward, she licked a line up the side of my face, sinking her fangs into the soft skin of my shoulder. She gave three pulls before rearing back, licking her lips. “Cum for me again. Be good for me. And then, I’ll let you do anything you want to my body.”

I sucked in a breath.  “How can I say no to that?”

She smirked. “You can’t.”

Gabriel: “Was that satisfactory?”

I was almost positive I wasn’t going to be able to move. Gabriel was kneeling by me, looking concerned. Never mind that he had just had my legs over his shoulders and had been fucking me with wild abandon. I told him tonight to treat me with the same degree of attention he did for his patrols. And now I wasn’t going to be able to walk for a week.

“It was satisfactory,” I panted, feeling my heart calm down.

“I believe I could do several things better next time,” he said.  “Perhaps we should go again tomorrow morning and take notes.”

“Gabriel,” I laughed. “You will not be taking notes on our sex life.”

“Are you sure?” He scooted closer, running a hand up and down my belly, swirling his fingers within our combined release. “Because I think my note taking was rather beneficial this time around.”

“You took notes?” I gasped as his hands began to knead my flesh.

“Yes. For instance,” he leaned forward, draping his body across my own. “I learned last time that you enjoy it when I do this.” He rubbed his hardening cock against the seam of my thigh, leaving a sticky trail across my skin. “Do you like when I mark you?”

“I do,” I said, shaking slightly.

He smiled against my skin. “I will add that in my notes.”

Hazel: I watched as Hazel slipped from bed, taking one of her cotton robes and slipping it over her shoulders. I caught her hand before she stepped away, tugging at her lightly.  Her hair was wild around her shoulders, her cheeks still flushed, while the smell of sex permeated the air.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“Getting snacks,” she said with a smile. “You made me work up an appetite.”

“Did I?” I tugged at the sash of her robe, pulling it open. Her breasts were laid bare to me. Her nipples puffy and still coated in spit.  “You sure I can’t convince you for another round?”

She raised a brow at me. “Are you hungry?”

My stomach was growling. “I mean, yes but–”

A blush spread across her cheeks, along with a wicked grin. “Then let me give you something to eat.” I felt a heat pool in my belly as she crawled back onto the bed, sliding up my chest. Thick thighs parted as she kneeled over my waiting lips. “Eat up, honey,” she said, lowering herself onto my face.