Atlas teased my pussy with the head of his cock. “We’re gonna take it slow, okay?”
I nodded. “Okay.”
“Tell me if you need me to stop.”
Another nod.
“Fuck, you’re so wet,” he said, running his cock up and down a few more times before notching himself at my entrance. “You ready, sweet thing? Gonna fuck you with this monster cock now.”
“Ready.” I took a deep breath, trying to force some of the tension out of my body.
On my exhale, Atlas started to gently ease inside. “Fuck,” he hissed, “you are so tight.”
Uh, yeah. And if anyone was aware of that, it was me.
The burning sensation was so intense, I felt like I was being split in two, but I wanted this, so I closed my eyes and bit my lip, my fists white-knuckling the sheets as I stretched around him.
Atlas paused and I felt the warm puffs of his breath on my face.
“Tegan. Look at me, baby,” he instructed gruffly.
My eyes flicked open, and I gazed into Atlas’s golden irises.
“We can stop,” he said as he stroked my jawline with his thumb. Concern and indecision were written all over his face. It was clear he wanted me but didn’t want to hurt me.
“N—no.” I gulped down a breath. “No. I want this. I—I just need a second.”
Atlas leaned closer, nuzzling the cool tip of his nose into my neck. “Take all the time you need. I could stay like this forever.”
He kissed my neck and traced his claw around my nipple, the skin of my breast pebbling with his touch. It was a welcome distraction, and the white-hot pain I felt faded to a dull throb.
“I think I’m okay now.” I grabbed Atlas’s hips, encouraging him to keep going.
“That’s it,” he growled in my ear as he filled me with his cock. “Open up for me.”
“Atlas,” I moaned.
He pushed deeper until his knot grazed my entrance, teasing my clit with each of his light thrusts.
“More.” My words were a plea as my hands drifted over Atlas’s muscular thighs and settled on the furry globes of his ass. I gripped tightly and he increased his pace, forcing himself deep with each rough snap of his hips.
“Tegan,” he grunted. “So tight. So perfect for me.”
“You feel so good,” I breathed, moving my hips to match his pace.
“So do you.”
He started to pound into me then, and the friction of his knot on my clit had me climbing toward an orgasm at an alarming rate, especially considering he’d already gotten me off twice.
I wondered what it would feel like to have his knot inside of me and that delicious friction right against my G-spot.
Fuck.
“C’mere,” Atlas grunted, and grabbed my thighs before rising onto his knees with his cock still buried deep inside of me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and moaned as he picked up speed, this new angle hitting just right.
“Atlas—I’m gonna come,” I said, feeling the tension in my belly build.
“Be a good girl for me and come on my cock, Tegan. I’m so close. Come on my cock like a good little slut and I’ll fill you with my cum.” His voice was deeper than usual, with a predatory edge to it that I’d never heard from him before. Those twin moons narrowed into something sharper and more sinister as the pointed tips of his claws pierced my thighs ever so slightly.
