Page 37 of Forced to Mate By the Mad Scientist

She couldn’t even fit her fingers all the way around the girthy shaft. And the more she tried to push it back into his trousers, the harder and longer it got. His warm, masculine scent was stronger here too. It seemed to get into her senses and make her dizzy with desire. Why did he have to smell so good when she was trying so hard to resist him, damn it?

Kross allowed her to try for a minute longer, then he growled and wrapped his long fingers around her wrists to pull her hands away.

Sylvie felt a rush of relief mixed with regret. All right, so he was saying no to her in the only way he could. He wanted her to stop touching him, he wasn’t going to let her?—

Her thoughts cut off abruptly when he turned her over so that she was on her hands and knees on the bed in front of him.

“Hey, wait a minute!” she exclaimed, turning her head to look back at him.

But Kross had waited long enough—he was ready to fuck. He opened his mouth and two words came out in a thick, guttural voice that barely sounded like him.

“Breed…now,”he growled in that low, rumbling, animalistic tone that sent shivers straight down Sylvie’s spine.

“But we shouldn’t!” she pleaded. Even as she spoke, though, she felt another sharp pang of emptiness shoot through her. “Ohhh!”she moaned, feeling her knees go weak as she pitchedforward onto the bed. This had the effect of putting her head in her arms and pushing her ass up into the air.

Before she could change position, she felt Kross behind her. His muscular body surrounded hers and his big hands were already on her hips and spreading her thighs, putting her into a more open position.

“Kross, no!”she moaned, but she made no move to close her thighs and she didn’t try to get away when she felt the blunt head of his cock sliding over her slippery folds. In truth, the emptiness inside was getting too painful—all she could think of was being filled.

And Kross seemed eager to fill her. After rubbing the head of his cock over her slippery clit several times, he found her entrance and began to push inside.

Sylvie bit her lip to keep from crying out. She was terribly afraid she wouldn’t be able to take the big Kindred’s massive shaft. But to her surprise, though she felt herself stretching to the limit, there wasn’t too much pain as he slid inside her.

“Oh…ohhh,”she moaned softly as she felt him bottom out inside her. She had never felt so filled in her life and her inner walls were protesting, but again, it didn’t hurt—it just felt like she was more full than she ever had been her whole life.

And then Kross gripped her hips in his big hands and began to fuck.

No, not fuck—he’s breeding me!Sylvie thought as he pulled halfway out and then thrust in again, deep and hard, the head of his cock giving the end of her channel a rough kiss with every stroke.Oh God, breeding me so hard! And he might get me pregnant!

She had only one hope—she’d heard that Bonding Sex was different with different kinds of Kindred. With Beast Kindred, they couldn’t get you pregnant unless they got their Bonding Knot inside you. With Blood Kindred, they had to bite you,injecting their essence at the same time. So far Kross hadn’t knotted her and he hadn’t bitten her. So as long as he didn’t do that, it should be safe to just let him fuck her.

As if she had any choice! She couldn’t believe she was in this position—with her head buried in her arms and her ass in the air, thighs spread wide as her Kindred Protector rammed into her from behind, his thick cock stretching her open with every deep thrust.

With every stroke, his heavy balls slapped against her tingling clit, making her more and more certain that she was going to come again whether she wanted to or not. And there was nothing she could do to stop him—nothing she could do but submit completely. Moaning, she opened her thighs even wider, giving him what he was demanding, offering herself completely.

“Oh God, Kross!” she moaned. “Fuck me! Do it—fuck me hard!”

Her answer was a low growl and then he was thrusting even deeper inside her and something even thicker than his cock was sliding into the mouth of her pussy. Somehow, though he was already hitting bottom with every thrust, she could feel herself opening as he went even deeper.

Sylvie froze. Oh God—was that thick swelling she felt his knot? Was he going to put it in her? Was he going to knot her and tie the two of them together? If he did that, she really might get pregnant! Was there any way to stop him?

There wasn’t. When Sylvie tried to pull away, Kross gripped her hips tighter and growled. Then he thrust even harder and she felt the knot enter the mouth of her pussy.

“Kross, no!” she moaned. “Oh my God, you’re going to get me pregnant!”

Her only answer was another low, animalistic growl and then he was thrusting the knot in and out as his heavy balls slapped her sensitive clit.

At that moment Sylvie started to come again—she couldn’t help it! The feeling of being taken and fucked—of being bred—so deep and hard while her clit was being teased at the same time was too much to endure. She could feel her orgasm coming at her, barreling down the tracks like a train that had lost its brakes and there was nothing she could do to stop it.

Sylvie had never felt so helpless or so hot. She could feel her inner walls clenching around the thick invader, could feel her pussy spasm as the knot slid fully into place and began to swell inside her.

“Kross!” she wailed, as her body betrayed her utterly. “Please, you can’t…can’t do this!”

But he was and he wasn’t going to stop until he’d gotten what he wanted and flooded her with his cum, she realized dimly. There was nothing she could do but let him have her—open herself to his cock and his seed and let him come inside her.

And then Kross leaned over and nuzzled his face in her hair. Sylvie felt his hot breath on the side of her neck and realized a moment too late what he was doing.

“Kross!” she moaned. “You can’t?—”

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