The Young Luna

Chapter 19

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THIS IS A MATURE CHAPTER. R-RATED ONLY.

Chapter Nineteen

Seth carried me upstairs to his bedroom, which was quickly become our bedroom, and threw me

roughly onto the bed. He'd removed all my clothes, minus my underwear, downstairs and he was

already completely naked.

Taking my ankles, he dragged me to the edge of the bed where he skilfully pulled my underwear off –

leaving me exposed and available to him. Excitement and desire forced me to shiver. Seth looked over

me; hunger and danger danced through his eyes.

"Seth" I whispered and he bit his bottom lip.

"Yes baby girl".

"I took the morning after pill this morning" I blurted out. Seth paused, hands on my legs as he looked

down at me. I was worried he'd be upset by me not asking him first. But he wasn't. He smiled as he

knelt down on the edge of the bed next to me.

He cupped my cheek, "clever girl. We should be more careful, you're far too young to become a

mother". He kissed my lips softly, finger running over my jaw line. Pulling back slightly he frowned, "I

don't have any condoms here. I can buy some tomorrow".

"It's okay, I brought some this morning when I got the pill" I replied.

He stroked my cheek again, "clever, clever girl". He pulled away from me, kissing me softly. "Move to

the centre of the bed" he ordered me, his voice instantly being dominant and almost strict. I gulped

deeply but obeyed and moved up the bed. "Start without me while I go get protection" Seth said. He

made a move towards the door.

"Seth? I don't understand. Start without you? What does that mean?" I questioned softly, blushing

slightly in embarrassment. He smirked again, the cocky one he did when he had a plan. He moved

back over the bed and took my hand in his. He popped two of my fingers in his mouth and sucked them

briefly.

He then moved them down between my legs. I gulped nervously as he guided my fingers between my

legs and pushed them deep into my core. Wetness covered my fingers as Seth guided them in and out,

blue eyes watching my face the entire time. He removed his hand from my mine, but I carried on the

masturbation as he ran his index finger over my clitoris and massaged it. A soft moan slipped from my

mouth.

"I'll be back in seconds" Seth said, moving my thumb to take over the clitoris stimulation. He moved

away from the bed as I continued to pleasure myself. He paused in the doorway, eyes darkening in lust

as he watched me. "Fuck" he muttered, hands running over his erection before rushing out the door.

My hands moved slightly tensely to begin with, before I could feel my body humming in happiness. A

involuntary hiss slipped out from between my pressed lips, as my fingers worked. I picked up the speed

slightly, adding pressure to my clitoris, and a moan ripped out of me.

I focused on my own pleasure, picturing Seth and his skilful member in my head as I did so. I'd never

really touched myself before – I'd tried it once but I felt weird doing it. But I was sure it was because I'd

never felt true arousal. Not like I did with Seth around.

My legs shook as I reached an orgasm, I stopped not sure if Seth wanted me to orgasm without me.

But when I opened my eyes I saw my mate standing at the end of the bed, watching me like I was an

award winning movie, his hand stroking his own pleasure out of his erection. "Why did you stop?" he

growled out, voice heavy with lust.

"I was about to come...I didn't know if you wanted me to".

He groaned out, hands speeding up his own pleasure. "You're such a good girl. But you're right you

should always check with Da--" he paused. "With me" he cleared his throat. I noticed he looked

worried, and almost embarrassment, before continuing. "But I want you to come. Make yourself come,

so I can watch".

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"Okay" I whispered, my eyes falling closed again as I started my self-pleasure up again. I moved with

more confidence and determination, knowing how much I turned Seth on – knowing how much he liked

watching me orgasm. It didn't take me long to reach my climax; my back arching from the bed as I

shouted out.

As I finished, noticing I had left a puddle on the bed sheets and my hands were covered, I almost

blushed with how wet I was. But I didn't blush because I could see how turned on Seth was, so my

embarrassment evaporated almost instantly.

"Damn Mabel" he muttered, dropping his hard erection – which stayed pressed against his stomach.

He climbed onto the bed and crawled over to me. He took my hand, clad in my arousal juices, and

licked my fingers. "Fuck, you taste too amazing". He cleaned my finger with his tongue as my entire

body was practically shaking in want for him.

Seth seemed to notice my need, so quickly reached over and grabbed the condom on the side table.

He ripped into it with his teeth before rolling it on, in a number of seconds, before he turned his

attention back on me.

"I want you to do everything I say tonight, baby girl, understand?" he growled, hands reaching up and

cupping my breasts for a moment.

"Yes" I whispered out in excitement.

"Good girl". His fingers tugged on my nipples, "you're such a good girl". His fingers teased my breasts

for a few minutes, before they pulled back and Seth moved further down the bed. "Turn over. On to all

fours" he ordered me. I did what he said, excitement running through every part of my body.

"Fuck...your ass" Seth moaned, as I positioned my rear in the air.

He ran his hands over my ass cheeks, groaning softly to himself, before spanking me. I yelped in

shock, not expecting it, before his fingers dipped into my core from behind. I bit my bottom lip as his

fingers filled me up before withdrawing.

Seth placed the tip of his erection at my entrance, allowing it to circle a few times, before it dipped

inside me. We moaned together before he grabbed my hips and thrust inside with one deep push. I

yelled out – both in euphoric pleasure and slight pain. But the pain disappeared almost instantly once

he was inside.

Seth's hands stroked my back gently, filling me intimately without moving, as I waited for him to fuck me

to the point I couldn't remember my own name. After a few minutes, I pushed my rear back against

him. "You seem impatient, baby girl" Seth mused laughing softly.

"Fuck me" I cried out, desperate for the friction.

"So eager" Seth mused, finger running between the crack of my ass. "But you do as I tell, I don't take

your orders". He slapped my ass cheek and I yelped. "You've been such a good girl, you don't want to

be a bad girl now, do you?"

"No" I whispered.

"Good girl, such a good girl". His finger moved around and circled my clitoris, making me whimper

slightly. "Because good girls get rewarded, but bad girls get punished. And I don't want to punish you,

baby girl, I want you to be rewarded".

"Okay, I'm sorry" I said softly, wanting to be rewarded. Seth stayed silent, and still, for some more time

– the wait was too much, I was desperate for him to move. He was too patient. Suddenly, without

warning, he pulled back and slammed into me with rough force. I shouted out.

"That wait was for being naughty" he told me, fingers digging into my hips as he began to fuck me. The

night I had lost my virginity he had been soft and caring, but that was gone. Everything was fast and

rough, with an almost animalistic quality to it. I loved it, I didn't want it to stop.

Seth held me with large hands, slamming into me as I screamed and moaned out cuss words and his

name. A few times he would stop, and ask me if I was a good girl or a bad girl again. I always said I

was a good girl, but a part of me wanted to know what happened if I said I was bad and he punished

me. But, that would be for another day. I didn't need any more teasing, I just needed more fucking.

When my first orgasm hit, Seth held me tightly and let me quiver and clench around his erection. Then

he changed positions, putting me on top – but facing away from him so that I was riding him

backwards. I knew he simply did that because he loved watching my ass move as I rode him.

I had another orgasm in that position, and I began to feel Seth throbbing inside me. He was desperate

for his own release, but refused to give up his orgasm so quickly. He had plans for how he wanted to

finish.

I rode my orgasm out, before he manoeuvred me so that I was kneeling in the centre of the bed. He

then knelt behind me, re-entering me from behind, as his chest pressed tightly against my back. I could

feel all his sweat mixing with mine, as my head feel back onto him.

Reaching around, his fingers found my nipples once more and he played with them as he slammed into

me aggressively – swearing the entire time as his member throbbed inside me. "Such a good girl" he

praised softly, like he had been the entire time. "You like me fucking you like this, don't you baby girl?

You love having Daddy's big cock inside you".

I noticed what he said, how he referred to himself – but I didn't comment on it as I could feel a third

orgasm building quickly. It felt more intense and bigger than the others. "Yes I love your big cock" I

moaned, as my entire body shook. "Oh god" I screamed, before the biggest orgasm of all hit me.

Colours danced in my vision as my stomach muscles spasmed in appreciation.

"Oh fuck...fuck...oh good girl" Seth yelled, his orgasm about to hit. He pushed me forward onto all fours

again, my arms and legs shaking from my orgasm still. He pulled out of me quickly, before removing

the condom and throwing it onto the floor. He ran his hands up and down his erection once more

exploding over my back and ass – mostly my ass. I was beginning to think that Seth was an ass guy.

"Oh you did so well. You took me so well" he breathed out, falling back onto his thighs as he breathed

out. Seth and I stayed in our positions for a few minutes, catching our breaths and trying to get a grip

on reality again. "Go get yourself cleaned up, Freckles" Seth sighed, helping me off the bed. He

pushed me gently towards the bathroom.

Freckles was the affectionate nickname, when it was sexual I was his girl. Either his baby girl, or his

good girl, or his bad girl. When he was affectionate, I was just Freckles. But, when it was sexual I

belonged to him. I was his – he owned me. I was his girl, and I loved it.

I showered quickly, thinking about the Daddy comment, before heading back into the bedroom. Seth

climbed into the bed and held the sheet up for me. I slid inside the bed, and inside his arms. "You're

such a good girl" he whispered in my ear.