Page 15 of We Will Rise

His fingers are replaced with the blunt head of his cock, and I don’t bother to catch the moan that falls from my lips.

Kovu doesn’t make me wait before he presses himself forward, tearing a scream from my throat as his thickness stretches me. The burn is intoxicating, and I find myself lost in the pleasure and the pain as it wars inside me.

“Fuck, Cami,” he grunts against my shoulder. “You’re so fucking warm and tight.”

“More,” I moan. “Please, Kovu. I want you to make me hurt. I need your pain.”

He chuckles, the sound low and deep and menacing, but it just makes me pulse around him desperately. “Your wish is my command. Hold on, Little Lamb.”

Without warning, he leans us forward and presses my body into the mattress so hard I couldn’t escape even if I wanted to.

He pins my legs between his thick thighs, holding me prisoner as he grasps my ass cheeks and spreads them, allowing him to push deeper. The new angle allows him to slip deeper, which almost completely overwhelms me.

I grasp onto the sheets beneath me as he sets a punishing pace. The bite of pain during every thrust keeps me in the moment as my body tumbles toward a release I want almost as desperately as I want the man who’s fucking me.

Kovu’s fingers brush over my ass a moment before he slaps his palm down on the soft flesh. The shock of pain forces a cry from my throat before he does it again.

Over and over again he spanks me, and each hit brings me closer to the edge.

“I want you to come for me, Little Lamb, and then I’m going to fuck your tight little asshole.”

My eyes widen at the idea. He feels huge inside my pussy and I’ve been fucked over and over again by the four well-endowed men over the last few months. How the hell does he think he’s going to fit in my ass?

Kovu chuckles. “Don’t worry, Camilla. I’ll make it fit.”

His fingers grasp the back of my neck and push my face deeper into the pillow until my moans are muffled in the fabric.

Another spank lands in a particularly sensitive spot, and I crash over the edge without warning.

My orgasm completely overwhelms me, and I tremble as my release takes over. Tears soak the pillow, and my sweat-slicked skin brushes over the sheets as Kovu fucks me through it.

“Fuck, Camilla. You have no idea how fucking good your pussy feels when you come around my cock.” His fingers brush over my sensitive rosebud, and the sensation drags my orgasm out.

Without warning he drops his fingers lower, gathering some of my wetness before pressing two fingers into my asshole. The intense fullness throws me from one release to another, my entire body shaking under the pleasure that batters down on me.

“Good girl,” Kovu rumbles. “Look how well you take my cock and my fingers. Your ass is going to look so fucking pretty stretched around me.”

He presses me harder into the mattress, his huge hand wrapped around the back of my neck as he uses my body the way he craves, and I love every fucking second.

After what feels like an eternity, my release ebbs, and I can catch my breath, however labored it may be against the pillow.

Kovu withdraws from my pussy, and a desperate moan escapes my throat at how empty I feel without him inside me.

“Don’t worry, Cami. I’ve got you,” he croons as he pulls his fingers free and reaches for the bedside table.

The darkness doesn’t give me much opportunity to see what he’s doing, but I catch sight of a bottle as he leans back over me, and a moment later, cool liquid slips between my cheeks.

I hear skin slapping against skin, and I realize he must be lubing up his cock as well, and if I wasn’t so boneless already, I’d be rolling over to watch, even if he does still have me pinned beneath him.

“You ready, Little Lamb?”

“Yes,” I murmur, my voice shaking slightly. I want this. I want to give him everything he wants and needs. But that doesn’t mean I’m not a little scared at the idea of him fucking my ass for the first time, especially because he’s not exactly known for being gentle.

Kovu presses the head of his cock against the tight hole, and I force myself to hold still as he begins pressing forward. The initial stretch is painful, making me want to scramble out from under him and away from the intrusion, but I know better than to run from Kovu. The last time I made that mistake, he carved his claim into the skin of my ass. I’d rather not repeat that experience so soon after the first time.

“Breathe in for me, Cami,” Kovu says softly, and I do as I’m told, forcing a deep breath into my lungs. “Good girl,” he praises. “Now breathe out.”

I follow his command, and as I do, he slips deeper inside me.

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