Chapter 4 #3
He thrust roughly enough for the tip to push against my cervix and my pussy spasmed around his cock.
I suffered from the burning sting for several long seconds until it finally crested and started to calm.
He didn’t move yet, and my core tightened greedily.
The edge of the belt cut into the skin of my throat, aching a little but the feel of it made me quiver with shameful desire.
It had caught me off guard at first, but I realized now that I liked it.
“You’re just as tight as I thought you’d be, little wolf.
This pussy is absolute perfection. I’m never going to tire of it no matter how many times you need to be put in your place,” he said, and his words carried with them a wicked seduction that I couldn’t ignore.
My clit throbbed. He was still frozen, his cock sunk all the way inside me, and I fidgeted.
I wanted more.
I needed more.
“Please,” I begged. I couldn’t see his face and I didn’t know what his intentions were, but I did know I needed him to do something because the passionate desire in my core was demanding it.
“What is it, Ashleigh?” he pressed. There was an amused air to his voice, like a man that knew he’d irrevocably won.
“Please fuck me,” I begged, and he slowly pulled out of me only to slam back inside. Hard. I cried out, but the delicious friction was too magnificent to ignore. The burning ache that soared across my bottom and my pussy from his belt only made it that much more intense.
Pleasure. Pain.
It was everything.
“I’m not going to be gentle with you, Ashleigh. If you are going to come again for me, I’m going to make sure it hurts,” he warned, slowly sliding his cock in and out of me at a leisurely pace. It was enough to drive me mad with fervid arousal.
“I don’t care,” I wailed.
His grip on the belt tightened and he slammed his cock into me several times very quickly. I cried out in shock, my body continuing to fight the monstrosity that was inside me. It hurt, but I wanted more of it at the same time.
This was madness.
Raw instinct took ahold of me as my body clutched around him. There was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide.
“You need this, don’t you? You need an alpha that isn’t afraid to put you in your place at the end of his cock,” he murmured and my pussy spasmed around his length. I gasped, the choking sensation from the belt around my neck making me feel lightheaded with delicious insatiable desire.
“Yes, alpha!” I howled, and my fucking truly started. The shame from being so thoroughly punished rattled through me as his cock surged in and out of me, rutting me from behind so hard and so thoroughly that I feared I would burst into flames.
The more his thick length speared into me, the more I lost control of myself.
The belt around my throat and the hammering ball of need pounding in my core was more than I was prepared to handle and soon enough, I was teetering on the edge of orgasm.
It felt like a balloon filling to the brim deep inside me and I moaned, too overwhelmed by pain and pleasure to do anything but feel.
“Come for me. I want to feel how much tighter this sweet pussy gets when you’re coming all over me,” he demanded, and his words were too much for me.
I lost it and my world exploded into a fiery display of white-hot bliss.
Helpless under its terrifying thrall, I could do nothing but survive its wonderfully vicious onslaught.
Unlike that first orgasm, this one came with a deeper intensity.
It was intermixed with stinging pain and burning pleasure.
I moaned and the sound was so lewdly sordid that it raised the hair on my flesh.
My hips rolled, taking his cock deeper with every hard stroke.
My body wanted more, and my head was already reeling.
“Fuck, such a good girl. You’re going to come for me again,” he roared, and my pussy convulsed around his cock salaciously. He groaned and a shiver of arousal coursed down my spine.
I liked that sound. I liked hearing him enjoy my body.
I shouldn’t have, but I did.
He jerked the belt a bit harder, tightening the loop around my throat in the process. I choked just the slightest bit at the sudden change in intensity, but my pussy absolutely flooded with sensation.
Despite my initial reluctance, my clit throbbed to life, and I wailed at the fire that whipped through my body like a freak storm. Lost in its clutches, I bucked beneath him, and he mounted me even more viciously.
He wasn’t making love. This was a claiming with his cock. This was what it meant to be rutted by a beast.
I moaned. I screamed. I lost myself to another orgasm before I was ready for it.
It slammed into me like a tidal wave, cruel and brutal and so deliciously intense that it overwhelmed me with savage force. His thick length was ruthless, thrusting in and out of my pussy so hard that I saw stars. I closed my eyes, reeling under the delicious absolution of pleasurable bliss.
My back arched and his cock slammed into me even deeper. He demanded my surrender, and I gave it to him, losing myself completely to his brutal beast. I bowed before him. I raised my hips for him. I gave him everything.
I lost control as I shattered for him for a third time.
I could feel my inner walls clutching at his girth, both greedily wanting to pull him in at the same time I wanted to push him out.
My fingers clutched the blankets so hard that my knuckles turned white.
Every stroke of his cock was painful, but so was the way my clit ached after that third orgasm.
“Put your hands between your thighs, pretty girl. Play with that little clit for me,” he commanded, and my pussy squeezed so tight that he groaned. He fucked me more slowly for several seconds before picking up the pace once again.
Tentatively, I followed his instructions.
The blossom of fiery pleasure at the initial touch of my fingertips was enough to make me moan. My clit was so swollen, so firm beneath my fingertips.
It felt the way it did right before I had made myself come in the safety of my own bed.
“Ride your fingers for me, little wolf. It’s about to get rough and I want another hard orgasm out of you,” he demanded.
“I can’t,” I wailed. He jerked the belt harder, and my pussy convulsed. I sucked in a loud breath as the blood rushed to my head.