Page 47 of Chained to the Devil's Daughter

His restraint was formidable, for I could feel his heart trying to break free from his chest. He kissed the top of my head and unballed his fists to tend my breasts, twirling and pinching my nipples in a divine distraction. He licked and kissed down my neck to my throat, sweeping one hand down to swipe some of our mess from my thighs. He brought it to my mouth, and I sucked his fingers hungrily, causing his knot to pulse at my opening.

I moaned, and he shoved another deliciously painful sliver of his knot inside as he brought his wet fingers to my right breast and teased my already extended nipple.

“More,” I begged.

Ash’ren smirked down at me in a way only he could manage, both loving and smug all at once. He hooked his arms under my legs and lifted my hips, the new angle allowing me to see how close his knot was to being buried inside my pussy.

“You’re ready, my love. Take my knot like the good little slut you are, Firefly.”

I moaned, my head knocking back on the headboard as he fucked into me to the root.

So full, so fucking full. His cock prodded at the tippy top of my womb. I blindly reached my hands out, feeling for his tail somewhere on the mattress. He obliged, and I guided its tip to my clit, rubbing slowly.

“You’re fucking gorgeous, seated on my knot. You did so well.”

His praise incited a riot within my bones. I used the leverage of his arms under my legs to lift my ass and drop it down as much as possible. Flames, how it stretched me, but that was not all. Once finally inside, it ballooned even more!

“Ooohhh,” I groaned as it continued to swell and swell.

The way his knot acted as a plug, I could only wiggle him around inside me, which I did senselessly, rubbing wild circles on my clit with his tail.

“Come on my knot, my queen, and you’ll be rewarded with all the seed you fucking deserve.”

“Please, Ash,” I whined. Already I was begging again, the pain of his knot totally forgotten. I wanted to be flooded with his cum, to bloat with the promise of his babies deep in my womb.

Taking my legs with him, he leaned forward until his palms pressed the headboard behind me, forcing himself deeper, deeper, until he bottomed out and then some. I wanted to feel the hot spray of his come, so I obeyed his command, humping his abdomen with his cock and knot shoved deep inside my pussy, his tail stimulating my clit while he ate the cries straight from my mouth.

“Ooohhhh,” I groaned, deep and gravelly, as the most powerful orgasm I’d ever experienced rushed from my core.

“Yes,” Ash murmured, taking control. He thumped our bodies together, moving deliciously deep in my guts as hot cum started to fill me in strands. “Take my seed, Firefly. You fucking earned it.”

He pumped a few more times until he went preternaturally still. I clawed his shoulders and tugged his hair, one hand landing on his horn to ride it out. Wave after wave of heat stained my womb, long past when it would have usually ended.

“S-so much cum,” I whimpered.

Still twitching as he emptied himself inside me, Ash’ren released my legs and rolled us, so I laid against his chest. He trailed lazy fingertips along my back as more spurts of hot cum splashed.

We lay there entangled, my body accepting every drop of his love, his knot plugging it all inside. I felt like if I tried to walk,I’d waddle like the web-footed birds that sometimes wandered around Hydra’s side of the Soul Springs.

With Ash’ren’s sturdy body below me and his gentle hands detangling my hair, I could easily fall asleep. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed before he kissed my forehead and guided my legs around his waist.

“Come on. Let’s clean you up.”

I whined as he carefully extracted us from the bed without removing himself. His knot must’ve been shrinking despite how full I felt because a glob of seed dribbled down my thigh. For the first time, I noticed some soreness inside, too.

“I don’t want to move,” I whined.

“Don’t worry, princess. I’ve got this.”

He kissed my temple, and I sighed. “I’ll never know what I’ve done to deserve you.”

“Of course you know. It’s—”

“My fat shiny booty, the sparkliest in Hell.”

“Iwas going to say your killer Torchball skills,” he said haughtily. “But your light is very bright. And I’m a moth to your flame.”

“All of those romance novels paid off. You’re so poetic.”

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