Lexi’s breath caught in her chest as the padded milking table lowered with a hum until it was level with Brandt’s waist. She braced herself on her hands and knees, her heart thudding so hard she could hear it in her ears. Her breasts swung beneath her, heavy and aching. Brandt had hooked her to the milking machine and the suction cups were already tugging at her nipples in deep, steady pulls.
She gasped as the machine worked, the sensations sharp and pleasurable, but still nothing came. Why was she not producing nectar?
“It’s all right,” Brandt growled behind her, his big hand stroking firmly over her hip. His voice was dark velvet, filled with heat and command. “You just need to be filled first. Tilt your hips up for me, baby—offer yourself to me.”
“Yes, Sir,” Lexi whispered, moaning as she spread her knees wider, tilting her hips to present her open pussy to him completely.
He stepped in behind her, the heat of his massive body radiating like a line of fire down her spine. When the broad head of his cock pressed between her outer lips and found her entrance, she cried out softly, her inner walls clenching in desperate anticipation. God, this was what she wanted—what she needed. To be filled by him completely.
But he didn’t enter her right away.
“Goddess,” he rumbled, sliding the thick crown of his cock slowly up and down her slit, teasing her aching clit and spreading her wetness everywhere. “You’re already dripping for me. Your sweet little pussy knows exactly what it needs.”
“Please,” Lexi begged, rocking back against him helplessly. He was making her crazy. “I need you inside—I need you now!”
“You’ll have me,” he promised, his tone rough. “But you’re tight, Lexi. Too small to take me all at once. I have to work you open slowly. My cock’s bigger than any toy I’ve used on you.”
Her breath hitched.
“I don’t care! Please, Sir—I can take it, I promise. Just give it to me!”
Her pleading undid him. With a deep growl, Brandt gripped her hips and pressed forward…but slowly.
The thick head of his cock stretched her tender entrance wide, forcing her body to yield. Gods, she was so fucking tight inside!
Lexi cried out, her arms trembling as she clung to the padded table.
“Oh—oh, God—you’re so big,” she moaned. “I can feel you stretching me open!”
“That’s right,” Brandt murmured, his voice low and rough as he pushed deeper. “Stretching you out baby…filling you…making you mine.”
Every inch he fed her opened her inner walls more, forcing them wider, making her gasp and moan with the mix of ache and unbearable pleasure.
“Sir—please—more,” she begged, tilting her hips up higher, offering herself even more shamelessly. “I need all of you!”
“You’ll have all of me,” he promised, thrusting harder, driving deeper until he was buried almost to the hilt. “Goddess, you feel incredible. So tight, so wet. Your little cunt was made for me, baby.”
Lexi whimpered at his words, her pussy clenching desperately around his thick cock. Her breasts swung with each thrust as he worked himself into her—the suction cups tugging rhythmically— drawing golden spurts of nectar that hissed away through the tubing.
Then Brandt really began to move.
His long fingers tightened on her hips and his thrusts came hard and deep—pounding into her with a steady rhythm. One of his big hands slid down her belly to cup her mound, his fingers finding her swollen clit.
Lexi cried out, her whole body bucking and arching with the sudden rush of pleasure.
“That’s it, baby,” the big Kindred groaned, circling her clit as he fucked her from behind. “Take every inch. Let me fuck you deep and give you what you need.”
“Yes!” she sobbed, backing to meet him. “Yes, Sir—don’t stop!”
“Never,” he growled. “Going to give you everything, little Lexi. Going to stretch you wide and fill you so deep you’ll never forget who you belong to.”
Her thighs trembled as he fucked her harder, his cock driving into her slick channel, his thumb relentless on her clit. The machine tugged at her nipples in time with his thrusts, milking her breasts while her pussy was pounded from behind.
Lexi couldn’t get enough.
Her cries filled the lab, shameless and needy. She could feel her orgasm rising, building hotter and hotter until she was right at the edge.
“I’m so close!” she gasped, voice breaking. “Please, Sir—please let me come!”