My eyebrows furrowed as I processed what I’d seen on his chest—his new tattoo. Had that been my face?
Something moved between my legs. No, not something, Caspian’s cock. It moved almost like an appendage, dragging through the outer lips of my pussy. The tip was tapered, poking tentatively into my entrance.
What was happening?
“Caspian?” I asked, my voice a strange combination of confusion and desire.
“Shh, it’s okay Ava,” he said, peppering my lips with kisses. “It’s okay,” he groaned as I felt the strange tip of his cock wiggle further inside me. “Fuck,” he sighed before again telling me it was okay. Then his hips pushed forward and I was being filled up… and filled up.
“Caspian!” I gasped as he went in deeper.
“You’ve got such a perfect pussy, Ava. It’s okay. You can take all of it. I know you can,” he said. Could I? Because I felt the urge to retreat back as his tip squirmed around inside me. Deep, so very deep. One of his hands went to my hip, gripping it tightly and slightly pushing it down, holding me in place so he could fill me all the way up.
One side of his shaft was textured. It dragged across the bottom of my entrance, a bumpy texture that felt good. I groaned, my body relaxing as he began to pull back out. Then I gasped as he rocked into me again, nearly too far back.
Caspian suddenly winced and stopped moving. His head jerked up towards the woods as if he were looking at something. He ground his teeth as if in anger.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, worried. He started to move again, dragging out of me with that jagged texture, it brushed over my taint and I shuddered, gripping Caspian’s back.
“Nothing at all.” His attention went back to me. “You’re so perfect, Ava. Fuck I wish you could know how good you feel.” His pupils were blown, bigger than I’d seen anyone’s, like he was drugged out of his mind. It made me shudder but then he was deep inside me again, making me think of nothing but what was happening between my legs. How deep he went, how he moved inside me—an almost squirming sensation that couldn't be possible. It felt odd, but it also felt incredible, teasing my insides into further pleasure. Because of that, I didn’t question it. I was chasing the sensations.
He didn’t look away from me now. He rocked in and out of me like a wave, a look of awe and wonder on his face.
“Ava,” he murmured as if in reverence as he rolled in and out. Over and over.Ava, Ava, Ava, on his lips like a repeating chorus. I felt the tip of him wiggle inside me, brushing a bundle of nerves that made me gasp and tighten. Caspian sucked in a sharp breath when I did. Then he did it again and again making me feel like a tightly wound ball that was a moment away from exploding. Instead of exploding though, I just kept getting wound tighter and tighter, release never quite coming. Instead of a wave, it was a surge, swelling up inside me so large I was almost scared to feel it crash down on me.
“You’re doing so good, Ava,” Caspian groaned, pressing his mouth to mine. He dragged his lips over my cheekbones and jaw, he kissed my nose and eyelids and temple. I liked that I was making him happy, that he thought I was good.
I moaned, writhing beneath him, needing some type of release as he thrust and squirmed inside me. How was he moving inside me like that? I shook my head, ignoring the thought—ignoring it all as Caspian rubbed in and out of me. He moved a hand between our bodies, his fingers pressing on my clit.
“I’m going to need you to come, Ava,” he said. The way he said it was odd, like he actuallyneededme to come. My breath hitched as he moved in and out and his fingers worked me higher. His tip brushed and teased the bundle of nerves inside me and I finally,finally, crested brutally, my fingers digging into Caspian’s back.
“That’s it,” Caspian rasped, shoving himself hard inside me. “That’s it, Ava,” he encouraged, his voice rough and throaty. He went deeper than before, the tapered tip of him shooting out straight and bumping so far back I saw stars because ithurt.
Caspian groaned, his forehead dropping to mine. A deep pain ached inside me but the orgasm was still rolling on, his fingers still grinding into my clit.
The dueling sensations overwhelmed me, making me whimper and tense up. Tensing up made the pain deep inside me increase.
I cried out.
“Fuck, Ilovethat sound. It’ll be okay. Ava.” Caspian cut off with a groan and I could feel him throbbing inside me. He wasn’t thrusting. Instead, he was anchored in that spot too deep. Warmth spread inside and with it, the pain was swept away into a euphoria. I couldn’t speak, my mouth straining open on mute cries. Even my uterus throbbed, tensing and relaxing as bliss like I’d never known pummelled my body into pieces.
“It’ll be okay. Ava, you feel so good. So, so good,” he groaned. I could physically feel him filling me with his cum. Somewhere deep inside me was stretching to accommodate the flood he was gushing into me. I felt full, so very full it was nearly uncomfortable but I felt so good too. I could barely think at all, just lay there, feeling Caspian fill me to the point of bulging. I whimpered as I writhed beneath him.
“Shh,” Caspian purred, his voice decadent. “You did perfect, Ava. You took all of it. Such a good girl,” he complimented as he pulled out. A sharp pain shot off inside for a brief moment when he pulled back. I winced and he seemed pleased to see it, a languid smile of satisfaction on his face, his pupils still blown.
He kissed the bite mark, sucking on it. It throbbed but the memory of an orgasm accompanied the pain, making me want more. He pulled back, his tongue swiping over his lips then he looked down at my body. His large hand spread out over my belly. I felt so full.
“Look,” he said and I looked down to see my stomach bowing out more than normal as if I’d just stuffed myself at a buffet. Caspian ran his hand back and forth. I was about to tell him to stop but he pressed his hand down gently.
Warm liquid gushed out between my legs, making me gasp. That was hiscum, so much inside that I’d been bloated. That I could physically see how my body had expanded to accommodate it.
Caspian’s blown-out eyes flicked up to mine as he gave a nefarious smile. Did his teeth look sharper? Chills raced over my arms.
You can’t run from it, whispered in my head and finally, I realized my mom had been right.
13
“Ava! Stop, please! Let me explain,” Caspian called out behind me, sounding frantic. I was shivering in my bathing suit, holding my phone in one hand and my bathing suit cover in the other.
