Page 52 of Bred Mate
I sit up.
He pushes me back down, his big hand splayed across my chest.
“Stay,” he growls.
I don’t stay. I sit up again. He pushes me down once more, and I enjoy the feeling of him taking control.
I feel so terribly animal, so utterly fucking feral. I don’t just want to have sex with him. I want him to dominate me so ruthlessly there’s nothing to think about except how much I need him.
Sex is my savior. It’s the only thing that turns my brain off.
Karl understands that, and our rough chemistry flares into life as he pins me back against the bed, spreads my legs with his other hand, keeps them spread with one thigh, and starts spanking my pussy with sharp, whipping strokes of his fingers.
“Ow!” I complain.
It does nothing for me. He doesn’t show me any mercy, and I don’t want him to. I want this to hurt. The more he spanks my pussy, the more my clit tingles and stings, and the wetter I get. I writhe as he punishes me.
“You’re such a fucking feral little animal,” he growls. “You know how many females would do anything to be in this bed?”
“They’d be too fucking terrified,” I shoot back.
“You might be right,” he grins. “You’ve never been as afraid of me as you should be.”
I would respond, but I can’t because he is swiping his fingers along my drenched slit and pressing them against the tight bud of my ass.
“No,” I whine.
“Yes,” he counters. “After all of that attitude? You are going to take a long, hard ass fucking from me. A rare time I don’t feel the need to breed you. You’re probably already bred anyway. Just haven’t started to swell yet.”
That thought, along with the slow but deliberately dominant invasion of my ass puts me in a completely different headspace. What if it’s all over already? What if I am already destined to have his baby?
“You’d do this to the mother of your pups?”
“I’d do this and so much more,” he confirms, twisting his fingers deep in my ass. “We haven’t had enough time to really explore our dynamic, or for you to understand what I expect from you. Don’t worry, baby. I’ll teach you how to behave. You’re going to give me any of these holes I want, aren’t you?”
“No,” I snap.
He laughs and starts pumping his fingers in and out of my ass. My pussy is stinging and my clit is throbbing, and the urge to run away is subsiding somewhat, but only because my body is locked in responding to him.
“Yes,” he says. “Yes, you’re fucking mine. Yes, you’re fucking bred. And yes, I am going to fuck this tight little ass.”
He pulls his fingers out of me, gets up and I hear his hands being washed before he returns with a thick lube, which he uses to liberally drench my pussy and ass. I feel it rolling down the crack of my ass and pooling beneath me as he grabs me with big, strong hands wrapped around both of my thighs.
He lifts me up toward him, his thick cock running down my slit and finding the tight little niche between my cheeks. He pushes in slowly, keeping my eyes on him. If I try to look away, he turns my head back to him with his hand on my chin.
I expected it to hurt more than this. His cock is thick and I am tight, but he’s stimulated me to the point my body is craving almost any penetration at all. His fingers slide between my lips and into my mouth, and I suckle on him as he slides his cock deep inside me over and over again until I am too aroused to do anything but take it.
“You’re going to be a good girl for me,” he growls. “There’s no choice, is there?”
“No,” I whimper.
“Yes,” he insists, moving forward, pulling my legs up over his shoulders, and pressing me down to the bed so that I am completely open to him, and so that each and every thrust goes unnaturally, animally deep inside me.
“You can run if you like,” he says, brushing some of my hair out of my face with an almost tender touch. “But I promise you now. I will hunt you down and you will pay with these tight little holes. There’s no escaping fate, Ellie. And yours is to be happy being my owned, little fuck mate.”
He speaks those loving yet raw words in a growl that becomes more and more intense. He’s reminding himself how much he owns me as much as he’s telling me, and we are both starting to get closer to an orgasm that feel like it’s going to rip me apart.
His words turn into snarls as he cups my face and fucks me deep and hard until his cock starts to knot and his cum flows inside me, and I have to take every drop of it. My tight little hole is locked around the base of his cock, but the interior is stretched wide around that thick, natural flesh lock.
