Lucy's Change chapter 2

Luce hadn’t pulled my hand away, she just tightened her own grip and scratched my chest like a tiger. I let my arms fall to the bed, barely able to lift them, and Lucy fucked hard as my ass began to grow looser again. When I let my hands fall from her throat and her hair, she smacked my face as hard as she ever had, but released her grip on my neck and leaned back. My eyes filled with tears from her slap. Lucy leaned back, closing her eyes, but thrusting just as hard as ever. She truly was a sight to behold. Her tits were jiggling, rising and falling like the waves, shining with sweat, the odd drop falling on to my stomach. Her short hair was wet and clinging to her forehead. Her cheeks were bright red from my smacks, her lips bruised and a dark red handprint on her throat. I imagined myself looking much worse, covered in scratches, bruises and bitemarks.
Her thrusts were growing wilder and more erratic as she neared her climax, and I could feel that familiar tingling in the head of my cock. As the sensations grew more intense, and the contractions began again, I reached my hand around the back of Lucy’s neck, pulling her down on to my chest. I let out a nearly embarrassingly feminine moan in her ear as I came, again with no cum. Finally after several more hard, deep thrusts, Luce stopped abruptly, a quiet grunt emanating from deep in her throat. As her cock spasmed and hardened in my ass, she bit down on my shoulder, in nearly the same place as the night before, again the pain was pleasurable. I felt the hot cum splashing around inside me as her cock jumped around, twitching and flexing. She released her jaws, but her body stayed still, all tension, as her orgasm passed. I ran my hand down her back, over the sweat in the small of her back, to her ass. The other up between her shoulder blades. When eventually all of the tension left her body, in one brisk movement, her weight fell on me. I kissed her neck and her ear as she returned to herself, no longer tense, and no longer drunk on lust. She began to giggle, for no apparent reason, and I found myself joining her. She propped herself up on her elbows, looking in my eyes and smiling. A few droplets of sweat fell off of her brow.