Chapter 22 #3
But after a half-dozen full strokes, I feel a tiny tingle of pleasure. The movements in my ass vibrate into my core, stoking the embers of that fire. After several more of the steady thrusts, the fullness blooms and I start moaning with pleasure instead of the burning pain.
“It’s starting to feel good now,” I breathe out.
“Good,” he rumbles, moving a little faster. “How about now?”
“Oh god, I really like that,” I gasp, the faster thrusts increasing the pleasure.
“Even better,” he croons.
His pace quickens until his thrusts are furious enough to keep the pleasure surging through me while he fucks my ass.
It isn’t long until he’s rutting my ass with the same brutal intensity I felt when he was in my mouth and my pussy.
His hips slam against my reddened cheeks as he gets more aggressive.
“Take it,” he snarls, spanking me hard while he slams his dick into me. “Take every inch of your mate’s cock in your tight little hole. You belong to me which means your ass belongs to me. Say it!”
“I belong to you!” I cry out, then a scorching crack tells me that isn’t the part he wants me to repeat. “My… my ass belongs to you!” I yell.
“Good girl,” he growls. “Say it again.” God help me, I do as he commands.
I scream in pure overwhelming ecstasy as he rails my bottom hole.
The blindfold, the restraints, the stretch of my ass around his massive cock.
It blends together beautifully, until I’m not just taking his cock.
I’m pushing back against him, trying to force it deeper. So close to an orgasm I’m trembling.
“You want to come with my cock in your ass?” he taunts, sliding a hand around my hip, teasing my clit with a slow circle. “Is that what you want, little girl?”
“Yes, please, yes,” I beg, my ass squeezing his cock as the pleasure blends together.
He growls like it’s the best thing he’s ever heard, rubbing my clit a little harder while he pounds my tormented hole. Between the stimulation, the stretch and burn, and the vibrations in my core, it’s just enough to send me over the edge.
“I’m going to come!” I cry out, my ass clenching his girth like a vise as sublime pleasure rushes through my veins.
“Oh fuuuuuck!” he roars, his dick throbbing deep in my ass.
He sounds absolutely feral as he slams into me with several more brutal thrusts; then I feel him erupt, the hot seed flooding my stretched passage.
The pressure is exquisite agony as he pumps his massive load into me, and I come again before he’s done.
I expect his knot, but there’s only a tremor at the base of his cock before I feel his release leaking out of me.
“No knot for this?” I ask, feeling a twinge of disappointment.
“No, the knot is only for breeding,” he pants, leaning down and biting my ear. “But don’t worry, you’ll feel it a lot more before the frenzy is over.”
I moan with even more disappointment, pushing back against him. “But… I need more.”
“Do you?” he asks, his finger circling my clit again. “Let’s see how many times you can come with my dick in your ass.”
His cock softens only slightly before the frenzy begins hardening him again.
He’s not as hard as he was, but it’s still enough to keep me stretched.
He doesn’t move, but I do, squirming and grinding my clit against his fingers while the tension rebuilds.
I’ve come so many times there should be nothing left, but Frenzy Taryn is unsatisfied.
She truly is a needy girl, which means I’m a needy girl.
“Damn, you’re insatiable,” he growls, adjusting his hand so that his thumb is on my clit. A second later he plunges two fingers into my pussy, hooking them and strumming my g-spot. “I fucking love it.”
“Aaahhhhyyyy!” I squeal, the sudden stimulation catching me by surprise.
He moves his cock in my ass, just enough for me to feel it, and that’s all I need.
I come so hard I nearly black out, my entire body convulsing violently around his fingers and cock.
I scream into the mattress until he pulls my head back, then I scream his name while I get destroyed by orgasm after orgasm. I definitely needed more.
When I finally stop climaxing and he pulls out, a rush of fluid leaks from my asshole.
I feel like a limp, seed-drenched, thoroughly claimed mess.
Every hole has been owned. My skin is marked with bites and handprints.
My hair is a snarled mess. I’ll heal thanks to the frenzy, but right now, I feel like I’ve been wrecked in the best possible way.
He unties me gently, easing my limbs down, removes the blindfold, and pulls me into his powerful arms. The first thing I see when the blindfold comes off is the gold still burning in his eyes.
The first thing I feel is how carefully those brutal hands touch me.
It won’t be long until the need consumes us again, but for the moment, he just holds me close, stroking my hair as we both lie in the aftermath.
I’m going to survive the frenzy.
But I may not recognize who I am when it’s over.