Page 66 of Monster's Delight

“I trust you,” I whispered. “Maybe next time we can try it.”

“There’s no rush,” Aiden reassured me. “We’ve got our whole lives ahead of us.”

“You’re right. We do.” I smiled up at him.

The tender moment slipped into something more when he slowly thrust his hips and my back arched on the bench.

“Aiden!” I moaned. “You feel so good!”

“No pain?”

“None.” I was glad he kept checking in, but I wanted him to just fuck me already! His secondary cock was getting harder again, and was nudging against my ass with every movement. It caught on my rim and I groaned. “Aiden,” I said weakly.

“What?”

“If you’re going to try that, you’re going to need a lot more lube,” I teased.

He cocked his head, looking confused.

It was freaking adorable.

“It feels like you can take me in both holes at once,” I said shyly.

His eyes widened as comprehension dawned. He drove his hips into me, this time purposefully dragging his cock against my asshole.

I gasped and Aiden smirked.

“You want this? Have you been fucked back here before?” Again, he angled his cock against my hole.

“Once, a while ago.” I whimpered when he pulled back.

“Ever been double stuffed?” he asked, a wicked grin playing over his features.

“No.” I really, desperately, wanted it though. I wanted him to fill me until I was so full that I couldn’t breathe.

“What makes you think you can take both my cocks?”

Now he was just teasing me. “I’m your mate. I can do anything to satisfy you, in and out of the bedroom,” I said confidently.

Aiden leaned forward until his nose was an inch from mine. I could feel the heat from the flames on his skin against my lips. “If you’re so sure, lube yourself up. I am ready to be ‘satisfied’ by you.”

My confidence wavered, but I knew that Aiden would never hurt me. He paused in his thrusts while I did the proper incantation, and I was suddenly much wetter than I remembered ever being back there. I met his gaze and nodded.

“You need to be stretched,” he said, and suddenly I was achingly empty.

I whined, my pussy clenching on air. “Why did you do that?” I asked, ready to beg for him to get on with it.

“We’ve got the time. I want to make sure that this is done right,” Aiden said. “On your knees. Hold your cheeks apart. I want to see what I’m doing to you.”

Flushing even more at his filthy words, I followed his instructions, the side of my face pressed against the cushioning of the bench. I reached back and spread my ass apart.

Aiden hummed and ran a finger along the crease, circling the rim and dipping in slightly. “Beautiful,” he murmured. “I can’t wait to see it loose and gaping for me. Are you ready?”

“Yes,” I squeaked.

He chuckled. “One finger first,” he said, his words telling me what he was doing as he penetrated my body. “Relax. I won’t hurt you,” he cooed, thrusting in and out a little.

It felt weird. My first, and only, foray into backdoor play had been with my high school boyfriend. He had had no idea what he was doing, but fortunately he’d been small enough that he hadn’t done any damage. Ever since then, that had been an ‘exit only’ door.

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