Page 72 of Guarded By the Vodnik

“Swallow, darling,” I said, my stomach tensing when her hot lips closed around my cock. “Swallow it all.”

I moaned as I came in her mouth, her tongue pressed up against me as I coated it, knowing she’d have to taste me this way and reveling in it. I’d never come down her throat, I decided. She’d taste my flavor every time until her taste buds learned to crave me.

“Every day,” I said as the aftershocks eased, my cock finally softening, but not all the way. I was still ready for more. “Every day, I’ll come in your mouth until you’re fully adapted. And when you are, I’ll keep doing this for the simple pleasure of it. Up you go.”

I brought her trembling body into her previous position, spreading her even wider until she cried out, the taut muscles in her inner thighs fluttering with tension.

“Good?” I asked, my tentacles already trembling with the need to give her more.

She nodded, panting. Her face was flushed, pupils blown wide, locks of hair plastered to her sweaty face. I leaned in and put my palm on her lower belly, looking intently into her eyes.

“I’ll fill you up so much, it will be visible from the outside,” I said, watching her reaction.

She sighed shakily, blinking slowly until her lashes fanned over her cheeks. I licked my lips, waiting for her protests, but none came.

“I’ll go deep,” I promised, turning myself on with my words. “Deeper than anyone before me.”

She shivered, her belly tensing. I spread my fingers wide, spanning my palm possessively from hipbone to hipbone.

“And when your shot stops working, I’ll put a baby in here.” I shivered from the very pleasure of saying those words. “I’ll shoot my cum deep inside you, plug you up so it doesn’t come out for hours, and do it again three, four times a day until you have no choice but to get pregnant for me.”

I wasn’t asking, but she nodded in agreement. “Okay.”

“Fuck. I want to do it now,” I groaned, stroking her belly, so pretty, soft, and rounded. It would be a perfect little cushion over my baby when it grew inside her.

“Okay,” she said again, her legs shaking even though I held them firmly. “Yeah. Do it. Okay.”

“So eager,” I whispered, enthralled. “She’ll never say no to me, will she? Such a good, needy girl. She’ll let me do what I want.”

I rubbed my two slick tentacles together before winding them into a symmetrical, swirling shape, narrow at the tip, but flaring obscenely wide with length.

“I’ll stretch you so well, pretty thing,” I said, the words tumbling out as I watched her gaping pussy clench over nothing, her need so obvious. “I’ll fill this greedy cunt right up.”

The entwined tentacles slid easily enough inside her, her opening stretching over the growing girth. I stopped when she spasmed, crying out, and fucked her to that level, preparing her for my cock.

“And she takes it. You’re a helpless little thing, aren’t you?” I pushed deeper, just half an inch, and she screamed, her challenged muscles spasming as I opened her wider.

“Please!” she sobbed. “I can’t!”

I didn’t stop thrusting, though it was slow now, her tightness resisting me despite ample lubrication.

“But you didn’t say your special word,” I breathed, watching as she pulsed around me. “I think you can take it. I think you’re dying for more.”

I twisted inside her until suckers lined up against her front wall. She cried out, tears streaming down her face.

“Fuck!” she wailed as a hot little fountain gushed out of her when she came. “Fuck! No! Fuck!”

I rubbed her clit, making her scream again, that orgasm either still going or turning into another, I didn’t know. When it ended, she was limp in my hold, each breath shaking her soft frame. I guided her unresisting hand to her belly, where my shape protruded slightly, her pussy still clenching around me like it couldn’t get enough.

Her palm spasmed when she felt it, her teary eyes lifting with effort to my face.

“And you thought you were ruined before,” I said, giving my hard cock a slow pump. “Look at you. Such a lovely mess. So ready for me. Tell me, sweetheart. If you pass out from how good it is, can I fuck you? When you fall asleep from exhaustion, can I use your tight little body?”

She shook her head, closing her eyes as if she was in pain.

“Every time…” she began, her voice rusty, her lips dry. “Every time I think… nothing could make it better… You come up with a new thing.”

“Hang on. You need water.”

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