Chapter 12 #3
My scalded backside pressed against the sheets of the bed, and I slowly opened my legs for him. With a deep breath, I lifted my gaze to catch his smoldering gaze. He was ravenous for me. I beamed just a little in victory when I saw the iron-hard spike of his cock.
I spread myself a bit wider and leaned backwards so that my elbows brushed the bed. It was the most salacious display, and he couldn’t resist. He took a step toward me, and I lifted my chin, pushing my chest out so that I could present my breasts to him too.
His fingers closed around my nipples, pinching them softly enough to make them ache with need, but not enough to make it really hurt. I moaned and he climbed over me, capturing me in a second kiss that sent my heart racing.
He’d come back for me. I’d run from him, and he wasn’t going to let me go.
“I need you,” I begged.
“You’re going to have me,” he promised, the seductive undercurrent to him pulling me in even more fiercely than ever before. I wrapped my arms around him and pushed myself against him. He released my nipples and pushed me down against the bed.
The constant burn from my punishment simmered on, but I was quickly distracted by his rigid cock pressing between my legs. I arched my hips. I knew I was wet. I knew the initial entry was going to hurt.
He made sure it did.
His enormous girth stretched me open, and I cried out at the feeling of it.
“Please don’t stop. Please,” I begged him, and his palm circled around the back of my neck. He gripped my shoulder and slammed into me, using his hold on me to pin me down. He forced his entire length into me in one rough stroke.
I screamed, but his lips were suddenly on mine as he swallowed every last sound I made.
He thrust into me over and over as my body gripped tight around him. My body ached and burned as he took me, and I cried out into his kiss. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, feeling him against my body and enjoying this simple moment of raw perfection.
We were connected as one in the most primal way, and I reveled in every second of it.
My soul reached out to touch his and for the very first time my heart beat for him. I didn’t push away those feelings of love.
I let myself be engulfed by them.
I moaned for him. I screamed for him.
“Come for me, sweet Natalia,” he demanded.
I did. I came so incredibly hard that I saw stars.
He didn’t slow down. He didn’t stop even though it hurt savagely at the same time that it was mind-numbing bliss. His lips pulled away from mine, but it was only so that he could use me even harder.
Every long inch of his cock was delicious torture. A roller coaster of pleasure coursed through me, driving me higher into the world of masterful bliss in the way that only he knew how. I trembled as he ravaged me with his body, and I gave him everything I had left to give.
I kissed his cheek. He was my mate.
My love blossomed that much brighter.
I moaned, enraptured as another orgasm followed in the wake of the first. My hips rolled, taking him deeper as he fucked me. His cock was enormous enough that he kept hitting my cervix, and that just drove me higher and higher into an aching bliss.
The second my release broke, he roared with me with his own orgasm. His seed spurted deep inside me. It was scalding hot, but I wanted it all. He thrust into me hard, his cock throbbing inside of me as my inner walls clutched at him like a vise.
I screamed, wave after wave of absolute oblivion surging through me. My body rolled along with it, taking it all because I wanted to.
This was our perfection. This was us together.
The blade of pleasure was rough, and it felt like it was tearing me open, but I welcomed all of it because I needed it.
His cum splashed inside me and the more he continued to fuck me, the more I could feel it. It dripped down my thighs. It pooled beneath me.
“I love you, Adrian,” I whispered, my voice trailing off with a moan.
“I love you, my sweet Natalia, my perfect beautiful mate,” he answered, and my heart soared.
I could feel the length of him still inside me and my body quaked around him. He’d shattered all of my defenses. He refused to let me keep up the walls I’d built to keep my heart safe.
I trusted him completely.
The pace of his thrusts started to slow. His cock only softened for a few moments before it became rigidly hard again.
The time had come for him to fuck my ass.
I shivered at the thought. I knew what came next would hurt most of all, but I also knew that I needed it to. We weren’t gentle together. We were rough.
Savage.
He was my beast.
He pulled his cock free from my pussy. He wasted no time in flipping me over on my belly. Wildly, he grasped my hips and forced them up. When I felt the tip of his cock push against the tight rim of muscles between my cheeks, I bit my lip nervously.
Even though I tried, there was never enough I could do to prepare for what came next. He pushed forward and my body revolted.
My bottom hole clenched tightly around his massive girth and a rubber band of agony rushed up and down my spine. I sucked in a ragged breath, struggling to take him and knowing I didn’t have a choice about it.
My pussy dripped with arousal even though my bottom hole radiated with a burning ache. His cock was soaked with his seed and my own wetness, so he slipped inside me with ease. I moaned, the sound laced with both pleasure and pain.
I arched my back so I could take him even deeper and when he finally bottomed out inside me, I gasped at the incredible feeling of fullness.
“This asshole is so very pretty when it’s full of my cock,” he purred, and I tightened around him in embarrassment.
A fresh flare of agony burned through me, and he took advantage of that to thrust into me once again.
I cried out into the sheets, gripping them with my fingers as he buried himself inside my most reluctant hole.
“Yes, alpha,” I pleaded.
He slid himself in and out of me, giving me only a little time for my body to adjust to his enormous size before he started to really fuck me.
It was rough. His cock felt like an iron spike, deliciously painful and agonizingly arousing. Despite its brutal cruelty, my body started to rise once again. Before long, he was riding me, and I was bucking along with him.
My inner walls clenched down, and my needy clit throbbed with pleasure. My nipples scraped against the bed, and I knew I was going to come soon.
It felt like I was standing on a beach watching a tidal wave racing for me. There was nowhere to run and there was nowhere to hide.
All I could do was wait for it to obliterate me.
I stopped breathing. My fingers squeezed the sheets so hard that they turned white. My heart pounded and when my orgasm finally broke, it was as devastating as I expected it to be.
Sheer oblivion coursed through my veins just as his knot began to inflate inside my bottom hole. Heart-wrenching agony and blissfully consuming pleasure became my entire focus.
It was beautiful. It was overwhelming.
It was the savagery of our love.
It was our everything.