Emerald #2
“UGGGHGHHHHHHHHNNNNNN AAHHHHHHHHHH!” I scream as the enticing, highly addicting sensation glides over my clit, making horrid lapping noises as if he cares not for the trees watching us or the beasts that lurk in the shadows. He devours me like I’m his!
I convulse, panting. There’s no thought. No breath. No me. Only him. His tongue, this scent, his dominance, and his will.
When his tongue slips into the tiny hole of my pussy, I go still and my hand grips the cool dirt beneath me. I gasp as the forest blurs. The ground, the trees, the sky, they all melt away under the weight of the burning pleasure that is his tongue.
“Yu taste feckin’ divine,” he growls, tongue lapping as some unknown thing inside me that has me gasping like a fish out of water.
“Say me name!” The being growls, snout pressing into my pussy, devouring me while staking his dominance over me.
His tongue trails over my pussy then my asshole, where he swirls it inside.
In my hazy state, I can see his sharp claws biting into the earth as if to keep himself from devouring me too fast.
“Say it! The name of the one who’ll claim yu… Murdoch! ” The demand sends electricity flowing through me, cream pouring from my body, and fear ringing in my soul. Glee in my spirit… but no words can pass through my lips. I’m lost and my own name barely registers through the mist.
“SAY! ME! NAME!” he pauses his slurping of my pussy and towers over me.
Desire , terror, and a shameful ache pulses through my hips and my throat as he stands over me on all fours in his beast form.
Something massive, hot, and thick builds while teeth nibble on the back of my neck with brutal possession.
I bite my lip, drawing blood as they tremble, fighting to do his bidding, but I can’t…
I won’t lose. However, I’m already lost based on the slick heat between my legs, the bruising grip of his claws on my thighs, and the way he growls when I moan without meaning to.
I have been lost from the moment his tongue carved into my wet heat and his sharp fangs sank into my neck.
“Surrender! An’ call yer Alpha’s name!” he snarls, voice brimming with hunger, fangs brushing my collarbone. “ Yu smell like yu want it. Like this pussy is dyin’ tu be ruined. ”
By the Source, I feel my will cracking. Splintering. And he knows.
“Say it! Say it, an’ this Alpha will put yu out o’ yer misery!
” he growls and I whimper, tears streaming from my eyes.
Not because I’ve been caught, but because it hurt…
the aching throb deep within me calls for this beast to drive that thing that’s pulsing between my legs into me so far I forget myself.
I cry because I want it… because I need it.
I weep because I’ve been broken, shattered, and I have no will to stop it.
“M…” I pause and I hear him growl.
“SAY IT!”
“MURDOCH!” I cry out, unable to bear the throbbing any longer, and I don’t have to because all too quickly he lines that massive thing up to my slick heat and thrusts forward, and the burn…
. the fire… the ache… it’s so much that it sends my vision white, leaving me to choke on a scream.
Half agony, half relief. He howls, deep and brutal, shaking my bones.
“THERE IT IS! T’AT SOUND. T’AT’S MINE. THERE THE FECK IT IS! SAY IT AGAIN!”
I have no will to deny him the lava pooling inside of me as his dick is buried, pulsing deep within my womb, leaving no room to question who the fuck is rutting me like an animal.
“MURDOCH!” I wail and the fire ropes loosen.
He sinks his teeth into my neck like the beast he is and fucks me savagely, taking everything from me.
Everything about him is too much . The weight, the heat, the scent of him.
He’s feral, wild, soaked in the thrill of the hunt he’s won.
Now that I have lose hands, they land on his still blazing fur, nails digging into whatever I can sink them in.
“ AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN! HOWL ME NAME TU THE SOURCE O’ YER POWER AN’ TELL ’EM WHO REALLY OWNS THIS PUSSY! THIS POWER! THIS HEAT!”
“MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH !” I throw my ass back, unraveling with each hard thrust of his dick lodging deep inside of me. Source help me, Iwantmore.
His hips grind with a brutal, punishing force, and I shatter around him, body locking, pleasure tearing through me like a storm. My thoughts dissolve. My resistance dies, and what’s left is raw instinct, heat, and a breathless, incoherentbliss.
“MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH!” “MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH!” “MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH!” “MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH!” “MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH!” “MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH!” “MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH! MURDOCH!”
I sob his name. Not out of fear, not even love, but from something deeper. Worship. Bond. A need that eclipses reason.
“ YES! ” he growls low, face buried in my neck. “This is wat it means to be taken. Wat it means to be mine, ” he howls, rumbling against my spine, low and untamed. He isn’t finished, and I’m glad.
Murdoch’s fierce, painful, and pleasureful grip on my nape is bruising, possessive, and unrelenting. His breath comes in hot and harsh against the back of my neck, and every brutal, aching thrust drives me deeper into the ground, as if he’s trying to bury me there. As if to say I own you.
“Yu are MINE,” he snarls, voice feral, wild with rut.
I sob from the intensity and how full I feel. From the sharp ache building inside me like an explosion behind my ribs. I can feel him and his ever-growing desire for me. His knot, thickening, swelling at the base, threatening to lock us together, threatening to finish what this madness started.
“YESSSSSSSSS!” I gasp, barely coherent, but my body is alive and his to command. My back arches, hips and ass up as his wolf plows into me, begging without words.
He roars and I choke, feeling his knot grow thicker, larger, fatter than any fucking knot that I thought could exist. My pussy feels as if it’ll split in two, but I love it. I want it… I crave it!
He thrust deeper, deeper than ever fucking before, andthe knot lodges into my pussy, eliciting a painful yet exhilaratingly intoxicating scream as it locks inside me, thick and unyielding, pulsing with its own heartbeat.
How can I rejoice in my ruin? How can I scream for my capture?
How can I plead for my downfall? How can I?
Why? Why? Why? Why? I don’t fucking know!
And I don’t fucking care because I shatter, feeling his dick swell inside of me, spilling hot molten lava in my belly.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, eliciting a scream.
“MURRRRRRRDDDDDOOOOOCCCHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” I scream and the forest quakes around me. I feel my world brighten blindingly, with no one on earth but us… him and I.
His roar is powerful and I feel everything. With every ragged breath he takes, my body seizes and my walls tighten, clamping down on him with a desperate cry as pleasuredetonatesinside, shattering my entire being.
Shaking.
Crying.
Cumming so hard my vision blacks out.
He bends over me, teeth brushing my neck, his growl now low and victorious.
“Now,” he rasps. “Yu’ll neva ferget who yu belong tu.”
And as I lay there, locked together, still trembling from the aftermath, I realize he’s right… and I bask in it. Every brutal, disgusting… nasty second of it.