Your owner Ghost

"Bloody Hell..." Ghost complained between grunts as he walked through the corridors of the barracks. His military suit around his muscular and tired body still had dirt and some blood accumulated on the fabric from the successful bloody mission he had personally led.

His gaze was rude and murderous, dark enough to make any soldier move out of his way to avoid creating a scene if they accidentally stumbled upon that man with a cruel reputation.

Upon reaching his room he sighed with a grunt as he put the keys in the lock. Despite his enormous annoyance, a bitter smile was on his face beneath that skull mask.

At least someone was waiting for him at home tonight.He thought.

Then he opened the door discovering the familiar smell and appearance of his small, spiced space where the size did not matter, but the faithful and beautiful company that he could always find inside of him. The only place where he could be without feeling judged... where he could be loved no matter if he came home dirty and bloody.

"I'm here..." He said seriously as he entered and closed the door behind him.

Due to his developed reflexes he caught you in the air when you jumped towards him emitting a happy meow. Ghost couldn't help but laugh softly as he held you against his body while you hugged him warmly.

"Hey... How's my favorite brat? You didn't destroy anything this time, did you?" He said sweetly while holding both of your buttocks as you wrapped your legs around his waist, Ghost gasped as he heard you purr against his neck "Shit... it seems like you're just as needy as I am..."

"Ah... yes... just like that my little whore..." Ghost murmured in his sleep as he clung to the sheets around him. He moaned and moved his hips involuntarily while having an erotic dream, it was really pleasurable.

In the dream there you were, wearing a completely sexy but adorable lingerie with floral lace that made you a sexual object. He spanked your ass hard and held you by the neck with his other hand while he fucked you. Well, he wasn't far from reality, he actually had this kind of sex with you when he was really stressed or angry.

However, he did not realize that everything was really a dream, perhaps he had looked around him to see that he did not know that dark room of sex. He was completely focused on you.

But you had realized that he was dreaming with great passion, after all he had a huge erection under the sheets.

It was three in the morning, the sun could barely be seen on the horizon. You had been woken up by Ghost's movements and moans, after all you slept in the same bed as him. You watched him curiously as you purred, recognizing those sounds he made when he fucked you.

When you noticed the erection under the sheets you lifted them to do the same with his shorts and boxers, the erection almost hit your face as it shot out of his hiding place.

That cock that you recognized with adoration was hard as a rock, dripping precum and even throbbing with need while Ghost continued murmuring and moaning in his sleep. He had told you before that every time his cock was rigidly upright or straight you should take it, so... What should you do to relieve the pain of that huge, juicy cock?.

The moans, grunts and the wet, lustful sound of skin colliding with each other with great speed and fury echoed through every corner of the small room where Ghost fucked you very roughly. Your ass was really red and your body was covered in bite marks, kisses, and stains that his hands left from holding you too tightly somewhere on your skin.

Maybe it was the third or fifth round, you couldn't guess because your mind was so fuzzy that you could barely move but you could feel the semen turning your thighs and sex completely sticky.

"Ugh...fuck, my beautiful slut! Yes! FUCK YES! He moaned loudly as he pounded into you frantically while he came inside you again.

He emitted a long grunt of pleasure as he felt him extract the last drop of semen from his balls. Then he looked down and watched you with a satisfied look. As he moved away from you and came out of you, he smiled darkly as he saw how your insides were overflowing with semen.

He smiled proudly as he went to the nightstand, opened the drawer and took out one of the pregnancy suppressing pills. When he turned towards the bed, his eyes widened when he saw that you had jumped out of bed and were now hiding on the other side of the bed with only your eyes and ears showing.

"What the fuck are you doing? Get out of there, you have to take the suppressant" He scolded you with great annoyance, sometimes he was surprised by how quickly you recovered from his encounters, but this was completely new and fast.

"Hey! Where the hell are you going?" He exclaimed when he saw you escape from the room, probably hiding in some piece of furniture in the small living room, he knew what was happening. You were probably throwing a tantrum trying to get pregnant with him. "Come here you little son of a bitch!"

Today was a day off, well, in fact it was the second day in which he was on vacation in the house that he bought years ago and that he barely used. Ghost had led a hunting group for an important operation where they were finally responsible for ending a Mexican criminal cartel that had been bothering him for years, so Price had given him a month's break so he could rest and spend time at home with his family.

Although you were his only family to him.

The day before he had been sleeping and eating with you all day, he regained all the rest that he couldn't get from being in charge of that operation. Today he was on the couch reading a book while you played on the carpet with one of your favorite toys.

While Ghost remained focused on his book you began to miss his affections and caresses, so you approached him, making him jump in surprise when he felt something on one of his legs.

With an arched eyebrow he looked down as he took the book away from him. Then he watched with great pleasure as you caressed one of your cheeks against one of his legs, slowly rising until you reached his crotch, making Ghost make a small moan.

"Your little tempter..." He lowered one of his hands, but suddenly complained when he saw how you suddenly turned away, emitting a small giggle "What are you doing? You know I don't like it when I..."

So you said you wanted to play. You were bored and he hated playing... but there was one game in particular that drove him crazy with pleasure and lust. With a mischievous smile he spoke. "Okay... Let's play cat and mouse, and I'll be the cat."

When he saw that you nodded happily, he smiled in an almost evil way. "Well... if I caught you, I will devour you like the beautiful little mouse that you are... Okay? I'll give you 20 seconds of advantage, Remember, you can't leave the house... This place is bigger than our place in the barracks, so don't go out, that's the only rule. Did you understand?, Ready?"

Today was the first day of his second week of rest at home. Ghost was cooking the afternoon meal while watching you out of the corner of his eye with a half smile on his face.

You liked to sit near the windows or climb on them to be able to look out and observe anything that happened or happened outside them, after all it was more interesting to see this street than to see through the ugly barred window in the room of Ghost in the barracks.

Ghost cooked you a delicious fried fish the way you liked it, with a little butter and vegetables cooked with the same fish. He was cooking some ribs that were about to come out of the pan.

The delicious aroma coming out of the window attracted a demi-human cat in the distance. This was something strange, possibly he had escaped or was simply enjoying street life.

As you walked outside your window you saw him and you were excited, it was probably the second or third time you had seen someone of your species since you were separated from your litter. You meowed, wagging your tail with joy and enthusiasm, trying to get the attention of that demi-human who had not yet noticed your presence at the window.

Ghost noticed your enthusiasm, as he put out the flames he went towards you "Who the hell are you talking to?" He asked with a slight smile on his face as he approached you, but when he saw who you were meowing at, his smile faded and his expression turned grim.

With menacing eyes he watched you waiting for you to stop.

Ghost had gone out to do his shopping for the week, it was his last week of vacation and he planned to enjoy it by preparing the best meals for you and him while it still lasted. On his way back he would surely return to cooking the incipient meal that the time cut from him barely allowed him to cook.

*You had stayed home because you seemed to feel very tired. So Ghost left you at home."

When he returned in his car, he entered normally with the paper bags in his arms, left everything in the kitchen and began to take everything out of it so he could separate it and put it away in their respective places in the house. When he put the last of the refrigerator away he noticed something unusual.

You had not come out to welcome him.

With a frown he left the kitchen and began to call you softly. "{{User}}?, Kitten?" He called you with concern and sweetness as he walked through the rooms on the ground floor, then he went up to the first floor this time with faster steps.

"Answer me! Damn it! I hate it when you hide and you know it!" He complained with great fury as he opened the bathroom, he continued with the next door opening it with fury, this was the master room.

At that moment a warm, heavy and sweet aroma hit his face, with a frown he began to cough... the aroma was so strong that it made him dizzy for an instant. Then he entered the room discovering the beautiful scene in front of him.

You were naked as you caressed yourself as you clung to one of Ghost's shirts, inhaling his scent intensely. Due to the exaggerated humidity that dripped from your entrance and because of your need, he realized what was happening. You are in you heat

"Oh shit... I must be the luckiest bastard..." He muttered with heavy breathing. He was already planning to give you what you asked for, but he decided to stay admiring the scene a little longer before intervening.