From Under His Nose by revan927co05
Explore the tantalizing twists of desire in 'From Under His Nose' by revan927co05. This steamy erotic sex story delves into forbidden encounters and hidden passions. Join the journey of seduction and intrigue that will ignite your imagination. Read now for an unforgettable experience!<br/>
Will he come to her in time? , It was the end of summer, when the temperatures should have started their annual decline. This year, it was different since the Pacific Northwest was in one of the longest heat waves in it’s history. Still, the golden leaves danced in the wind as they fell from their branches, leaving only the evergreens with signs of life.
Ashling was more then a little miserable with the heat and sweat. She does enjoy swimming at night or go for her walks but lately, the sun was smothering her. Many enjoyed the heat and sun but she was a Seattle girl, loving the rain and a cool breeze. Tonight was a particularly warm night and she was compelled to leave her bedroom window open, letting the flimsy screen keep the bugs at bay. Her only solace resided in her lack of clothing and the fan pushing a gentle, soothing breeze across her curved form.
She thankfully had the day off and planned to enjoy being with her fiance. The day involved many rounds of passionate love-making and more cuddling then she could shake a stick at. The combination of fatigue and heat ensured her a restful night. She felt relatively safe with him downstairs making himself a snack and watching some television before returning to her for the night. She was unaware that she was not alone, for two sets of eyes crept up her near-nude form, basking in her beauty, even seeing a small bump in her stomach.
She was three months into her pregnancy, praying that the little one would make it. Her breasts had been slowly growing to firm high C cups.. maybe low D’s. Her braided black hair snaked down her chest between her firm mounds. She was always considered beautiful and graceful with one small hang-up. She always covered her upper body or made herself sit in was that concealed the scars across her back and the brand of her former life on the back of her neck. She rarely allowed anyone, even her love to see her shame of her former life. Tonight, she only wore the fishnets from when she surprised her man.
The bratva had a price on her head, wanting her to pay for betraying what they felt was their hospitality by killing the lieutenant that she was given to against her will and forced to marry. She had been on the run since she was sixteen, now twenty-two. Those two years of hell left physical and deeper psychological scars, but her lover saw past them, helping her feel safe.
The shadows concealed her stalkers perfectly while they enjoyed her beauty, both hungry for her in different ways. Both lethal predators, one being a man while the other was his faithful, genetically-altered anaconda. The young man took his knife and popped the screen free, climbing into the room with his beloved companion, Bellan.
He pulled his six digital camcorders and got ready, placing three in various places in the room for optimal angles, while keeping one in his possession. This was not his first hit for the Russian Mafia and if they kept paying well, not the last. He had to admit, he considered doing her himself before letting Bellan have his fun. He decided against it to avoid potential DNA contamination.
The two drew in her scent.. sex and woman musk. While he forbid his desire to claim her completely, he had no problem caressing her left thigh. She lay on her back, out like a light, having no need to take her sleep medication earlier. The slight touch makes her mumble softly before she rolls over half-way onto her right side with her knees curled in.
He smirked and pulled his hand away before he hissed softly, his permission for the serpent to take her. The snake silently slithered up the side of the bed and took a lick of her covered feet. He found her taste intoxicating and proceeded to coil up her legs, careful not to disturb her. Ash purrs and wiggles her toes in her stocking-clad feet, despite the serpent’s best efforts.
The coils slowly loop around her feet, ankles, knees and thighs. The hit-man continued to stare, excited by her beautiful body while his snake continued to perform the ancient dance of predator and prey. He moved higher up her petite form, careful not to make a sound. Bellan scoops her arms and traps both to her sides. He made more loose loops around her stomach while staying clear of the inconvenient bump. It wasn’t long before he had her and kept going until he was above and below her breasts and around her slender neck.
The rubbing of his scales against her, the sound especially, excited hitman. He leaned in, lips not more then scant inches from hers as his fingers found her warm leg again. This caused the thick coils to slowly tighten just enough so she can easily breathe but terminating any other movement, communicating Bellan’s ownership over her. The thoughts of her delicious curves rush through the snake’s primitive mind until he rested his head beside the hers.
She begins to wake up with a soft murmur. “Mmmm.. baby..” she whines happily as she squirms a bit from the strange pressure, causing the snake to tighten his own body, making her eyes fly open. His head comes around before hers, eyes locked upon hers. Those black orbs made her shiver down to her soul.
The coils clamp her shoulders and neck as he brings his head above hers and starts salivating, wetting her soft hair. She groans and tries to wiggle, looking to her beloved man, her future husband, the father of their unborn child. She clenches her fists, making very little movement now with the mighty coils holding her down. The tail braces her neck, then she sees the stranger in the shadows. “B..baby.. help..” she wheezed, not seeing the man’s features until he stepped closer, laying his hand on her skin again. She felt that shiver grow to dread as she looked upon his familiar Russian features. She remembered him doing his business with her former husband. She was horrified that she had been found and knew that her end would come soon. He had such a smug smile on his face as he touched her cheek with his finger tips while holding a camcorder with the other hand.
All three of them knew that she was nothing more then snake food now. To the middle-aged man, she was the perfect woman and to Bellan, she was the perfect meal. She belonged to him and his master now, stolen from under her lover’s nose. The hungry serpent wiggles his jaws, priming them for the chore to come, popping his jaws into a grotesquely distorted version of what they once were. She loved snakes and could hardly stand being the mouse wrapped in coils.
She turns her gaze and looks into the snake’s cavernous throat, feeling it practically draw her in, in search for her vulnerable little body. The thought of her fitting in that tight hole made her shiver with horror.. and strange arousal. The man saw her desire in her eyes as she looked to her killer. He slid his hand over the coils until one of her firm mounds sits in his palm and gives it a firm squeeze.
“Please… don’t…” she would wheeze, feeling just enough air to keep her alive but almost nothing more. The coils tighten more around her shoulders as his jaws bite down around her head, making her wince when his teeth grabbed her and began the arduous task of pulling her inside.