Of Sinners & Saints

NIKITA (EDITED)

Nikita and Abel both looked at one another zealously. They stared into each other's eyes dotingly. This stare lasted seconds as Abel looked away. He was always timid around her, but she saw the gleam in his eye. The sheer lust he had for her was real, like a creature in the height of heat.

Now Raziel decided to turn in as he walked in the direction where Bob went. They had separate rooms of course. "Get to bed early Abel, you have a comfy bed now, we do have a long day ahead of us tomorrow," Nikita had never seen a drunk Enlighted before. Anymore liquor and Raziel might have fallen flat on his, perish the thought.

"OK," Abel said as he gave Raziel a nod of the head.

"G 'night," Raziel said he paid both Nikita and Abel a warm smile. Nikita knew that Raziel knew both herself and Abel were intimately involved. She knew Raziel was the sharpest tool in the shed. Maybe even wiser then her dear father. The Enlighted followed Bob into the next room, that was where he was going to sleep.

Not long after her father and Raziel turned in for the night, it was Nikita and Abel's turn. "Let's go to bed." She suggested in a sultry tone. She held her hand out and gladly Abel held hers. He had a warm sweaty hand. Was he nervous? Excited? A mixture of both? She could not say.

"Let's," Abel paid her a promising smile. She saw that lust filled gleam in his stunning blue eye. He stood to his feet as she walked toward the stairs.

Nikita and Abel quietly ascended the creaky stairs. Her father, Raziel and the twins were all heavily intoxicated, they would be in for a long deep dreamless sleep. Abel was also intoxicated, but Nikita was going to forbid him from drifting off too soon. She wanted to have her wicked way with him. She was a virgin, at least, these last fifteen years she was. She silently speculated if Abel had intercourse. He probably did, especially being in the city of sin. She tried to put that thought to the back of her head.

When Nikita was done with her nightly ritual, she walked back into the room. Abel gawked at her as she pulled off her loose-fitting tank top. "Don't let your jaw hit the floor Abe," she advised him. His cheeks went ruddy. Abel decided to look away as Nikita got undressed, but she knew he was looking at her with his immense peripheral vision. He was probably perverted like most men, but hid this quite well, that she liked and kind of admired. She turned around and Abel could see her completely naked hand on hip ass slanting to the side. "You're not going to sleep with your clothes on, are you?"

"Em. Eh. No," he dithered. Abel pulled off his grey tunic and he threw it at the foot of the bed. She loathed a ripped man more cushion for the pushing she felt. She hopped in beside him and the bed sunk ever so lightly, she was no skinny Sally either. there was also a discernible squeak from the mattress any time either of them stirred. She had her huge derriere pressed up against him, this she did on purpose. She also felt his manhood move, he hardened. She knew he was excited. She went in for the kill as it were. Softly, she grabbed his stiff penis. She gently jerked him off. Abel offered no resistance and was moaning ever so quietly at first. Nikita then turned around but continued jerking him off, he moaned in delight. Like any man in his shoes would.

"Shh," she whispered into his ear then bit it ever so lightly.

He moaned when she did this. "Is this right?" Abel asked as he moaned again when she pulled back his foreskin exposing his purple helmet to the soft sheets.

"I need this," she said fervently. She began jerking him off, hard, then harder, her hand was clenched tight around his now throbbing penis, she could feel the veins on his cock bulge. Abel was quite big and quite chunky. She was surprised by this. He moaned quietly as she paid special attention to his sensitive head.

"Oh, damn it!" Abel moaned in pleasure again as he spread his legs apart.

"Is it what you want?" She asked him. Jerking him off quicker.

"Mm-hmm," was Abel's pleasurable reply. "More than anything. Ugh - "

This yen Nikita could understand, for she felt the same need, this animal lust. "I have always been very fond of you," she stated, her voice was calm and soothing.

"Me too," he replied she was ecstatic to hear his admission of love and she pulled him off harder and faster. In turn, he thrusted his hips up and then down then up again. She hoped he was imagining her on top of him.

"I mean, I like you, more than a brother," she informed him seductively.

This seemingly was all the timid Abel needed to hear to announce himself, "I want you," he replied confidently. "Is it right?" He asked as he kissed the sweet spot between her neck and shoulders.

"We are not blood-related," she stressed. "We shouldn't have to hide our love." Nikita proclaimed. "Daddy was wrong to have stopped our love."

"I know what you mean," Abel replied.

The two looked lovingly into one each other's eyes. The lovemaking started slowly. Like animals of the wild, they gently bumped foreheads. they both pursed their lips, and finally, they kissed. It was slow and passionate, long overdue, Nikita and probably Abel thought it was about time they shared this monumental intimate moment. To her, this kiss lasted a lifetime, no tongues just gentle kisses. They tasted each other's lips. They still had to be quiet and vigilant. Her dear father wouldn't agree with this.

Then after a while after caressing each other's bodies with their hands they became more intimate when their tongues met. The scent of wine and mint was exchanged in the intermingling of their billowing breaths. Abel's hands were loose and drifted around her hips, he pulled her closer to him, she liked this, a lot. They both needed an inhalation of oxygen, but soon they were kissing again, with tongues dancing.

Abel's breathing quickened as did hers. Her heart was thumping out of her chest. rivulets of sweat streamed down her brow and back. The fact that this was a sort of a "forbidden love" made it even more pulsating. Abel wanted to kiss every inch of her soft and smooth skin which felt like velvet, she felt likewise. Their bodies were pressed together, both felt the warmth and the emerging smell of sweat mingled with each other's own scent was an erotic turn on for both.

Abel began nuzzling her neck with delicate soft kisses, he then made his way down her body, very slowly and methodically. He teased her in ways she couldn't even imagine. She moaned in pleasure. Abel paid attention to Nikita's breasts and pink nipples. These kisses were so faint, they were like whispers, this really got her going. She lightly bit her lower lip, as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her toes naturally curled the lower Abel went. Nikita allowed him to have his wicked way.

Abel continued seducing her. He began kissing her sensitive sides, which she found wholly gratifying, yet slightly annoying as she was extremely ticklish there. She would let out a faint giggle as well as another pleasurable moan. He held her breasts in both hands gave them a squeeze and kissed her pot belly sensually. He then moved down. He kissed her inner thighs, teasing her, this she loved and really got her going. She thrust her hips up. Now she wanted him to eat her pussy. She loved all the foreplay and he was seemingly happy to please her.

Nikita became wet, very wet, she had enough of this foreplay, now she wanted to fuck him. "Come up," she asked him, "come up," she said again. Like a loyal sex slave, Abel obeyed, and his head rested momentarily on her breast.

After a few moments of vehemently kissing some more, she roughly grabbed him by the shoulders and forced him onto his back. This made the bedsprings cry out, but she did not care. Then without hesitating, she mounted him, and you might guess what happened next.

Quietly, as quiet as they could, they fucked with Nikita driving. But not wanting to be absent from the sexual experience, Abel sat upright, and the bed began to squeak, even louder than before. This was off-putting but neither were going to stop not until they had both climaxed together. If they could.

The sexual experience was gratifying, and Abel ejaculated just before Nikita climaxed it was the perfect way to end the day. They both fell back rather exhausted and she lay across his chest as they panted. "Perfect," was all she said and perfect was probably what Abel thought.

With his last shred of energy, Abel turned off the bright bedside lamp and the two so-called siblings - not tied by blood - turned lovers, fell into a deep sleep romantically in each other's arms.