Page 45 of His Mate

The wave crashed over me, and I screamed, the pleasure mixed with pain sending my mind reeling, my body quivering as my inner walls fluttered around his cock and then clamped around him.

He grunted, but he didn’t stop fucking me. Instead, he just pounded into me like a jackhammer. The pleasure made my head swirl up into the clouds and then I was falling into the depths of a black hole of pleasure that seemed to have no end and no beginning. It just went on and on until my eyes rolled back in my head and my body writhed beneath him.

Still, my fucking didn’t end.

He slammed into me with firm heavy thrusts, jerking my body forward with every single one.

And then, he did something I wasn’t ready for.

He swirled his thumb in my wetness before he roughly shoved it into my bottom hole. I shrieked and cried out at the sudden intrusion, but there was nothing I could do about it. My legs trembled as the burning stretch ricocheted through me, hot and shameful. He fingered my bottom hole so roughly that it pinched tight, simply adding to the pain that was still burning across my welted ass.

Still, my pussy clenched tight around his cock.

Still, I moaned.

Still, I could feel another orgasm already building deep inside me.

“Good girls get their wet little pussies fucked. Bad girls get their tight little asses fucked even harder,” he growled, and I whimpered, the sound sending a thrill through me, even as I fought against it.

His finger slipped out and the blunt head of his cock pressed against my bottom hole, and I tried to wriggle away, tried to get free, but he was too strong.

“Please! Not there!” I begged, but that didn’t stop him.

Instead, he gripped my hip with his free hand, holding me still as he pressed harder, the pressure growing, and I couldn’t help the way my body tensed, couldn’t help the panic that rose up in me. I tried to squirm, but he thrust forward, and a sudden volley of searing hot pain blossomed around my asshole and sank deep inside me.

“Oh! Please!” I wailed.

His cock throbbed and swelled inside me, the feeling strange and new and altogether too much. The pain was so intense that tears flooded my vision and dripped down onto the log.

He pushed deeper, forcing his cock further inside my tightest hole and I couldn’t believe how big he felt.

“No! Please! I can’t take it!” I cried out, but it didn’t stop him.

Instead, he continued to sink his thick length deep into my virgin ass and I bit down on the crook of my arm, trying to quiet a shriek that still burst from my throat, until he was fully seated inside of me.

I felt like I was going to be split in half.

A sob ripped from my throat and then he started moving. He didn’t give me a moment to adjust.

Instead, he pulled back and slammed forward, his cock sinking into me with a vengeance. I cried out, the burning ache biting into my core.

He thrust again, and I could feel my bottom hole squeezing him tighter. I keened, the pain swelling up from deep within me and spiraling up and down my spine.

It was too much. Too intense. Too overwhelming.

His fingers dug into my hips, holding me in place as his cock sank into me again and again, each thrust rough and harsh and unforgiving.

At first, the pain was piercing, but soon enough, it started to fade. Then it slowly turned to a dull ache, and then suddenly it didn’t hurt as much anymore.

In fact, it felt the opposite.

It felt good.

No. Better than good.

It felt amazing.

Tension coiled low in my belly and I rocked my hips back into his, meeting him thrust for thrust, the burning ache giving way to a pleasure so intense that I thought I might come from his cock in my bottom alone.

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