This time, when I withdraw, I thrust in deeper, farther, her small body giving way for me. Her legs wind around my waist as I set a slow pace, exploring more with each gentle pump of my hips. I have an iron grip on myself, one that could fray at any moment as she squeezes around me. Her lovely breasts bounce with every motion, and I’m finding it harder and harder not to simply take her like an animal in the woods. Already, all my instincts demand I shove my knot inside her, but I need her to open to me first like a blooming flower.
Then, I can show her everything I have to offer.
I lean down, remaining shallow as her small channel allows me through. Selene’s beautiful eyes open, and I kiss her again, trying to show her how my heart beats because she’s here. How I’ll never be the same now that I have her. How my world is finally complete.
12
SELENE
Despite the discomfort I felt at the beginning, there is nothing in the world like being filled by Harry, like his heavy body on top of mine as he gently strokes in and out, each steady thrust shedding sparks onto the pile of tinder that lies deep in my belly. As he looks into my eyes, he ventures deeper, and my body slowly lets him in.
I cling tighter, my arms around his neck, holding on for dear life as he spins me away into the heavens. I’ve never felt anything like this, this closeness with another person, and I’m so, so glad it was Harry.
Then, he sinks in as far as he can, and I let out a rough moan as that bulge at the base of his cock stops him from going any deeper. I’m stretched open for him, and the pressure feels incredible as he reels his hips back and plunges in again. This is what my body has been longing for, and at last, I feel that painful urge slowly receding.
But there’s still more I need, still something else required to fully sate that bone-deep craving. I bury my face in his neck as Harry’s pace picks up. I breathe in that scent of his, so perfectly male, and in response, I sense my muscles loosening, that tightness around his cock softening. I’m still not quite full enough, not satisfied with what he’s giving me.
“Harry,” I whisper, and he slows the steady pump of his hips. “Give me all of it.”
He separates from me, peering down into my face with confusion in his eyes.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
I shake my head feverishly. “You won’t. Please. I need it. I needyou.”
After searching my face, Harry nods and slides his hands under my back to draw me in even closer.
“Then I will give you everything my soul can give,” he whispers into my ear.
This time, when he slides inside me, he applies more pressure. That broad lump pushes against my opening, and the stretch is absolutely glorious.
“Yes!” This is what I need. This is what will finally fix me. “Please, Harry!”
Again he thrusts in, and again that knot squeezes farther through. My body gives to it, spreading wide for him, and we both groan in unison.
“Selene,” he says in a tremulous voice, “you are everything. Everything I’ve ever wanted but didn’t know it.”
Then that knot is all the way inside me, and I’m so stuffed that I might just pop like a ripe blueberry. It’s exactly what I’ve been hungering for, and I let out a cry of bliss. Now the low flame in my belly is growing, spreading,filling my arms and legs and head with an indescribable pleasure. I’m soaring high in the sky above us, my wings spread as I’m finally freed.
Harry groans above me as I go tight all over, as every muscle in me clamps down. He slams into me once more, that glorious knot filling me. A scream is ripped from my lips as I crest, and then I sense himswell. That knot grows even larger, spreading me wider, and my single climax roars into something bigger, something that shatters the world as I knew it before.
Harry’s eyes are huge and blue, his mouth open in shocked ecstasy as he fills me up as far as I can take. Then those eyes shut and he roars above me, an animal-like sound I feel all the way down in my toes. When he breaks, I sense it—a wet heat gushing inside me, coating me, stretching me even more. I gasp and wriggle as my pleasure continues, never stopping, all-encompassing. It’s so intense that I wonder if I might simply perish.
“Shh,” Harry murmurs, and I realize I’ve been keening, so overwhelmed that I can’t hold it inside. “It’s alright. I’m here.”
I cling to him as the intensity finally ebbs. But I’m still so full, and as hard as my body tries to eject him, he remains seated. It’s the strangest feeling to have what I’ve needed at last, and yet my body is unused to it.
But Harry holds me close, stroking my hair as I finally come back to my own corporeal form. He remains lodged inside me, and I wonder if we’re now locked together forever.
“It will only take a few minutes.” He kisses my forehead, bundling me up tight against him. “I promise.”
So we lie like that, panting, soaking each other up. Atlast, that burning desire has faded, and all I’m left with is a warm, glowing satisfaction.
At long last, Harry’s knot has deflated enough that he can withdraw, and his spend gushes down, inflaming the discomfort I’d felt at the beginning. I whimper, and worried, Harry leans down to inspect me.
“It will heal,” he assures me, smiling that comforting, soft smile that lets me know everything is all right.
We have no way to clean up out here, so I drip between the legs as I push my nightgown back down. When Harry’s dressed again, he picks me up so I don’t have to walk on my bare feet, and carries me the rest of the way home.
