Page 30 of Tamed for Her Pleasure

I teeter upon the brink of madness, coming over and over. His toying with my nipple seems to make everything worse, make me all clenchy inside, and make me grunt like an animal in heat.

My belly aches—my pussy aches more. I can only endure as he leaves welts all over my throat, my collarbone, and my shoulder before bending nearly in two to mark the upper swell of my breasts; and all the while, I am stuffed with his monstrous cock, inside me, filling me, pulsing ever more seed.

He rocks back, his hand still tightly clamped around my waist, keeping me thoroughly impaled.

My hands fall limp against the bed. I look down my body to where my pussy is split around his cock. The vision of his thick, glistening flesh inside me brings yet another climax tearing through my womb.

“That’s my good little beta.” He flattens his palm over my belly and swipes his thumb back and forth over my swollen clit. “Milk your alpha of every drop of his cum. Such a good girl for me. You can do it. You can come for me again.”

The touch is electric. I do not have the energy even to fight. His petting of my clit is making me insensible. My head thrashes from side to side. “Please, I cannot take any more.”

“Just one more,” he says, tone implacable. “One more.”

My body is compelled by his command. The petting of the over sensitive nub is pleasure on the cusp of pain, yet I cannot deny him, and another climax rips through me.

He grinds deeper. I buck against him, feeling him fill me once more with seed.

My body sparks and twitches, clamping over his male flesh when he seeks to withdraw.

I lift my knees, trying to wrap my legs around him to keep him in, growling with displeasure when the chains bring them to an abrupt stop.

“Fuck!” he mutters gruffly, staring down between us.

My pussy has got a tight lock on him and won’t let go.

He grunts, still mostly lodged inside me. “Such a naughty girl,” he says, grinning. “Look at how your pussy is greedy for me.”

I moan. I really am very sore and cannot work out what is wrong with me to be holding him like this.

“Imagine how good it will feel when my knot is all up inside you,” he continues.

This ought to cool my wayward ardor, for I cannot imagine where the rest of him might go for him to get deep enough to knot. The achy place inside tells me he has reached my limit.

He tightens his grip and pulls out, sending a gush of cum splattering all over the furs.

I wail my protest, and my hands clamp over my poor sore pussy.

He growls and snatches my hands away, pinning my wrists to my belly in one meaty fist.

His eyes are on my pussy, his pupils so dark I fear he is about to mount me again.

“Oh, I don’t like the feeling,” I say. “It is all open there. I can feel it!”

His smirk is pure masculine pride. “There, I knew you would take well to rutting and be greedy for more. An alpha always knows when he has met his match. I am a lusty bastard. It makes sense that you should beg me to give you more even though your pussy is all beaten up and needs rest.” He watches the cum pulsing out of me.

I think I am coming again…. I believe I have not stopped coming since he began.

“Bad little girl,” he says. “Wasting my seed.” He scoops up the leaking cum and, using two fingers, thrusts it back inside.

My pussy clenches weakly around his fingers.

“Gods, look at your soppy cunt,” he says thickly. “All ruined and open. No wonder you are begging for my cock to fill you up again.” Almost like he is proving a point, he thrusts his fingers in and out, showing me just how open I am and how easily he does this. “You are not yet fertile and not yet bred. Likely that is why you are so needy for more.”

“Oh, Goddess!” I come in a dark climax as my spent muscles seek to squeeze over his fingers and fail.

“There, I have well rutted you. Filled you good,” he says. “You will get used to it in time. Expect my cock to spend a lot of time inside you. I have only come once, and your pussy will assuredly need to hold a lot more.” He flattens his palm over my belly and thrusts his fingers vigorously in and out. “I will relieve the pressure this once. But you will need to do better next time.”

My jaw hangs slack as his thrusting fingers make the cum splatter out all over the fur. I grunt, groan, and snarl. “Oh, please… I can’t… Don’t stop!”

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