“Tightest cunt on land or sea,” he growls.
I moan, words are beyond me.
“Louder.” He smacks my ass again. “Let them hear you up in Watership.”
I scream as he begins to fuck me in earnest. My breasts jostle at the force of his thrusts. Each time his hips come in contact with my spanked ass, I moan louder. The pain heightens my pleasure. My fingers tunnel into the wet sand. Using my knees, I push back on his thrusts, allowing him to fuck me deeper.
His hands hook around my hips to power into me.
“The merman’s little fucktoy. Tight, wet—needs to be fucked regularly. You thought I could leave you? Leave this perfect pussy without a cock to fill it?”
“Qurill,” I choke, my vision darkening.
“You need me to own you. Don’t you?” I nod, but he pulls my hair, pain breaking out along my scalp. “Say it.”
“Yes, yes! You own me.”
“Good girl,” he praises. “Now come on my cock. Cover it in your sweetness. It’ll need to be nice and slick to fit in your little ass.”
He cock brushes a spot deep inside of me that makes me scream. The sound of our coupling echoes between the two cliffs. My pussy locks around his cock as I climax. Arousal pours from my entrance, soaking him in earnest. My back bows as pleasure erupts along my skin. I am nothing more than a trembling sensation.
Qurill slowly withdraws from my body. Voices grow louder, coming down from the top of the hill. No doubt someone has heard us; it sounds as if I’m being murdered down here. I pay it little mind. The whole town can watch for all I care.
Spreading my cheeks, Qurill spears his tongue into my ass, and I groan. He spits onto my unused hole as the head of his cock presses against me. Taking him into my pussy the first time had been intense. This is an even tighter fit. My ring of muscles seems hesitant to let him through. My body tries to relax, his determined invasion unhinges my jaw. My arms feel like jelly.
They can no longer support me, and my chest falls to the sand. Qurill grips my hips, keeping me aloft as he continues to slide in. He stretches me past the point of pleasure-pain. The sensation is like nothing I’ve experienced before.
“Take it,” he snarls. “Take your punishment like a good girl.”
I babble incoherently. His first thrust seems to go on forever, but eventually I feel his hips snug against my ass. My whole bodytrembles as I’m impaled on his hard cock. I’ve never felt so full in my life. There is no separating us. He has marked me inside and out. I wear his bruises and his teeth marks. Inside me, he’s coated me in his come. Every inch of my body is his, and every piece of my heart belongs to him.
Qurill kiss along my spine. His heart pounds in time with mine. We’ve claimed each other. Our souls weave together as one in an unbreakable web. Our love is tangible. I reach for it on the beach. It envelopes me like an embrace. It is warm and all-consuming. Our love tastes of honey and feels like sunshine.
“I love you, Astryd. Let me show you how much.”
I groan as he snatches me up. His cock is still lodged deep inside me. Hooking me around my elbows, he binds my arms behind my back. They are trapped against his chest. My knees bear my weight as he scoops his hips down slightly and then slides back into me.
His teeth sink into my earlobe. Qurill’s cock withdraws before powering back into me. My teeth clench at the onslaught of pleasure.
“You are mine,” he snarls in my ear. “Even if you try to leave me again, I’ll find you. I’ll drag you right back to this spot and fuck you until you vow to be mine again.”
He slams into me, my pussy clenching around nothing.
“Never,” I sob. “I’ll never leave you.”
“Perfect,” he praises. “Your tight ass is going to make me come.”
Pleasure washes over me at the thought of bringing about his peak. With a new goal looming, I clench my muscles around his thrusting cock. Qurill groans, his teeth sink into my shoulder. I delight in wearing another one of his marks.
“Come inside me, Qurill. Claim all my holes with your seed. Please.”
His fingers find my clit, rubbing tight circles on it. My breath catches, and my pleasure looms. This one will unmake me. After this climax, I’ll be reborn. My old life is over. There is only Qurill—only us. No more working, no more lonely nights filled with uncertainty. There will be adventures and pleasure and love—so much of it it seems impossible to fathom.
“Tell me what I want to hear, Astryd, and I’ll reward your ass with my seed.”
His fingers press harder against my clit. His other hand cups my breasts and pinches my nipple. I turn my head and lock eyes with him over my shoulder. I lay bare my soul to him, and I see that same devotion reflected back at me.
“I love you, Qurill.”
