I splay my hand low on her belly, feel the heat radiating, andslaminside. One merciless thrust. She screams, a raw mix of pleasure-pain echoing off walls, as her walls yield, stretching hot and velvet around me.Fuck.She’s molten silk, gripping like a fist, sucking me deeper. I bottom out, balls slapping her ass, andhold,savouring the pulse of her around my length.
Her heat is a goddamnembrace, tight and fluttering, every ridge of me mapped by her. I’m lost, drowning, in the clutch.
I thrusthard, rhythmic hammers, palm pressing firm on her belly. There: the bulge, my cock nudging under skin with each drive. Her tits bounce wild, heavy and perfect; I lean in, latch onto a nipple, suck brutal, tongue lashing, then Ibitethe peak till she shrieks, back bowing off the mattress.
Her hands fly to my back, nailsraking. “Make me bleed, trouble.” The words rumble from my chest with an animal need.
She obeys, digs deep, carving fiery trails down muscle. Skin splits; blood wells hot, stinging sweet, mixing with sweat. The pain?Fuel. I fuck harder, hips snapping like pistons, the bed frame groaning protest. Her moans fill the room, high, broken,mine,syncing with wet slaps of skin.
My free hand finds the plug, the jewelled base peeking between her cheeks. Ipress, twist. She yelps, her body clamping viciously,pussy spasming around my cock, ass fluttering at the intrusion.
“Fuck, sotightwith both holes stuffed.” I groan, voice shredded. “My perfect, greedy wife, filled to the point of breaking.” I thrust, my cock savage. I pull back to the tip, slam back while working the plug, slow in, out, matching the rhythm. Her walls ripple in waves, sucking me greedily.
“Oh my God… Flynn!” Her legs quake, thighs trembling around my hips, toes curling, tension coils visible, abs clenching, breath hitching.
I twist the plug deeper, angle my hips to grind her G-spot. Move my dick out slow, then pound in, burying it to the hilt. Her belly bulges pronounced now, rhythmic with each invasion. I push down low, hard, feeling myselfthrobinside her. She whimpers, hips bucking wild to meet me, chasing the edge.
Her hand slams over mine, her fingers lacing, catching the glint of our rings. I force our joined palms harder on the swell. “Feelit, Autumn. My feral goddess. Feel howdeepIownyou, stretching this belly like I’ll breed you tonight.” I lean in, forehead to hers, breath mingling hot. “I’d slaughter the fucking world to keep this cunt mine. Every drop of blood, every scream to keep you here, forever.”
Her eyes snap to me, wide, wrecked, lips parted on a gasp. Pupils blown, tears falling into her hair.
Beautiful.
I slam harder, relentless, twirling the plug vicious, in circles, pressing deep. Her body arches like a live wire.
“Flynn!” Her orgasm detonates, she convulses hard, walls milk me in ruthless pulses, squeezing like she’ll never let go. Juices flood hot around mycock; her thighs lock, shaking violently. The sight of her bulging under our hands, rings pressed, body shattering,snaps my control.
I roar, slam once more, deep as anatomy allows, and unload. Ropes of cum flood her, pulsing thick and endless, marking her womb-deep. Every. Fucking. Drop. I grind through it, prolonging her spasms till she’s sobbing my name, oversensitive and claimed.
My body collapses atop hers, elbows digging into the mattress beside her face, propping me just enough not to crush her. Sweat slicks our skin; her chest heaves under me, tits grazing my ink with every ragged breath.
Her eyes meet mine, heavy-lidded, glazed in afterglow, body still quivering from the ruins I wrought.
“You really change when we fuck,” she says, a small smirk curling those swollen lips.
“Do I?” I kiss her forehead, a soft contrast to the storm, then straighten, still buried deep. Her walls flutter lazily around me, relaxing,stretchedto my shape. Milked dry but greedy for more.
“Yes. You turn into this animal.” Her smile widens, teasing. “And you calledmea slut.”
I smirk, glance down where we’re joined, my cock glistening with us, her pussy puffy and leaking. “Aren’t you? When we fuck.”
She bites her lip,fuck,and my cocktwitchesinside her. Here we go again.
I pull out slowly; she winces, thighs trembling. Leaning in, I press a kiss to her slick folds, tasting our mess, then head to the bathroom. “Stay put with my cum inside you, like a good wife.”
Her cheeks flame deeper.
I twist the tap on the massive tub, deep enough to drown in. Hot water thunders, steam rising thick. I drizzle oils to ease the ache I carved into her muscles.
She hasn’t moved, sprawled like a sacrificed goddess. I scoop her up with my arms under her knees and back and carry her bridal, her head lollingon my shoulder. I head to the tub and lower her into the water; shemelts, a sigh escaping as heat envelopes her sore limbs.
“Ass up, trouble.” I perch on the tub’s edge.
Her eyes snap wide, and panic flashes. She shakes her head fast, water sloshing.
“I’m not fucking your ass.” Yet. “Just removing the plug.”
Relief floods her face; she turns, knees on the submerged bench, ass breaching the surface. I part her cheeks and see the jewelled base winking. Water beads on her skin like diamonds.
