He wasn’t gentle. He couldn’t be. He grunted and snarled, the chains clicking and clinking along with him as he moved her faster. Pushed further. Until she felt him hitting the very back of her channel. Stretching her further than she thought possible.
But there,finally, was some relief at her entrance. The thickest part of his cock was inside her now. The swollen middle moving inside, putting pressure directly on her g-spot as he used her body so rough and harsh. Unapologetic.
And she loved it. She needed to breathe, to adjust, tothink. But even as she gasped and panted for him to be gentle, she didn’t actually want it. She never wanted this to stop. To end. Like being suspended in the air for him to claim was her entire purpose in life.
At least for now it was. And she loved all the pleasure, discomfort – every breathless, mind breaking moment of it as, against her weak, empty pleas, he fucked her harder and harder. The moment his hips began smacking against her ass, she gasped, then choked, air caught in her throat.
All of it. He was fucking her with all of his huge dick. How was she not ripped apart inside? How was she not broken?
No. Shewasbroken. A panting, moaning, destroyed little thing as her body and mind shattered with the force of an orgasm exploding through her, so harsh and hot it was bordering on painful.
But he didn’t stop. He didn’t give her a reprieve. He groaned, his entire body tightening as her pussy clamped around his invading length, but he kept going. His hips thrust forward, adding to the force of him pounding her onto him.
Haven was screaming. Head thrashing. Hands clenched tight into fists. Begging and pleading with him. Not to be gentle, but instead not to stop. She couldn’t handle any more of this, but she wouldn’t survive if he stopped.
He grunted. Slamming her down once. Twice. Then her breath caught as she felt a thick, heavy heat spreading inside her. Vytln’s fingers tightened against her hips. His grip shook as he grunted, hips grinding forward with each lash of his cum. And she couldfeelit. The heat, the force, the volume of it gathering inside her.
Too soon, far too soon, he pulled himself free. And as hard as it had been to take him, it was worse now that she was left empty. Haven cried out, pussy clenching around air now. Aching with what she didn’t have.
And she was acutely aware of the heat of his cum trickling down through the crack of her ass. Even exposed to the air, it was still so hot…
“Better,” Vytln snarled, satisfaction clear in his voice. She couldn’t see his face. She didn’t have the energy to lift her head from where it had fallen backwards.
“That… that was being…” she gasped.
Smack!
She cried out, a laugh filling the sound, at the sharp spank delivered against her other ass cheek. The sweet rush of endorphins and pleasure and pain all mixing together in a heady cocktail that was making her crazy in the best way.
“I’m not done with you,” Vytln promised. “That was just to take my edge off. Now, you’re getting punished for distracting me earlier.”
Haven couldn’t help it, she smiled in anticipation. A grin that only widened when she felt the next blow land against her tender flesh.
Chapter 25
Vytln
Haven was squealing and shaking and laughing. Gasping with pleasure, giggling with delight, giving him looks that were both excited and eager. Like each strike he landed against her backside brought her untold joy and pleasure. He was barely using any force, mostly he was just enjoying the way her flesh jiggled and shook. He didn’t want to hurt her. And he didn’t think he actually was. Though her skin was darkening and getting hotter, though she jumped with each spank, she was still smiling so brightly, begging him for more.
All the while, dripping his seed onto their nest.
What a waste. He’d replace it soon enough. For now, he snaked his arm around her waist and jerked her close. He brought her breasts to his mouth and immediately bit the hardened, darkened nipple. He pulled, letting her own weight put more force behind it. He loved the way she squealed, and her muscles jumped against his hand.
He switched to the other breast and did the same thing. Then moved between them both, biting and sucking, leaving marks allover her that satisfied something wonderful within him, even as it built something else further and further.
A connection. A knowing. An understanding.
He was binding his mate to him with each kiss. Each bite. Each spank. Each time he came deep inside and seeded her vulnerable little womb.
The bond was settling.
Satisfied – for now, at least – that he’d punished his little pest for her distractions, he grabbed her by the hips and lined them up again. This time, he put the head of his upper, second cock at her entrance. It was already throbbing, angry that he hadn’t immediately fucked her a second time, keeping his cum inside as he was meant to.
There was no attempt at going slow, at letting her adjust to him. This time, he slammed her down, hard and deep, immediately. He didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath before he was fucking her – hard and fast and ruthless.
Laying his claim on her with his cock, his teeth, his hands. Marking her as his. Making sure that she would never forget it. Tying them together. Bonding them forever.
Vytln groaned, the very idea bringing him to the edge of orgasm. It didn’t take but a few more thrusts to throw him over and he was filling her up a second time. Grunting as her felt her cunt spasming around him as he pumped her fill.
