Page 55 of Captured By the Scaled Outlaw
It looks even bigger than before.I gulp.Maybe hewillsplit me in half.
Placing his erection atop my groin, Lowell taps the bumpy head against my clit, thrusting it along the spread of my wetness and into his pooled saliva, mixing the two.
“Oh, Goddess,” I whine.
He hums, rocking himself against me. “Stay relaxed, sweetheart,” he coos.
I nod with a trembling exhale, allowing Lowell to lift my hips closer to the base of his groin.
His slick, hot cock digs into the inside of my thigh, the girth nearly as wide. With his opposite hand, Lowell positions himself at my entrance, running the head up and down my folds as he hisses out a breath.
My stomach dances, the anticipation ricocheting my heart around my rib cage.
“Please hurry, Lowell,” I whimper, my voice not sounding like my own.
Lowell’s pupils flash to tiny slits, the breadth of my desire reflected in his eyes. He presses the head of his cock against me while jutting his hips forward, the large tip straining against my tight entrance.
The bumps beneath his crown create a lovely, decadent friction as he continues his stuttered thrusts, slowly stretching me to fit him.
“I’m almost in, sweetheart,” he says, stroking my hipbone gently with his thumb.
When we lock eyes, my muscles become liquid, welcoming the first inch of him inside with gentle, coaxing squeezes.
“Oh, you liked that?” he taunts, scraping my skin with his claws.
I pinch my lips, tucking my chin disapprovingly. “Shut up! I’m trying to stay relaxed… you’remassive.”
The smuggest, filthiest smile paints his face. “I can’t wait to make that sour little face cry when you come.”
My jaw flies open as an “Ah!” leaves my mouth, my lips curling with a smile.
Tossing me a wink, Lowell pops his hips forward, his cock sinking a third of the way in. His forehead wrinkles with concentration, the saliva falling from his mouth a sign that he’s nearing the capacity of his control.
I caress the tops of his hands as they remain tight to my waist, tilting my head to see where we are joined. The visual of his massive cock spreading me to my physical limit set me on fire, allowing Lowell to slide in deeper.
“Fuck,”he growls, squeezing his eyes shut. “You’re really turned on. It’s going right in.”
I run my fingers over his exposed shaft, making him shudder. The muscles in his chest and neck strain, the strings pulled so tight they quiver.
“Go deeper. I can take it,” I urge, despite not knowing if I really can.
Lowell swallows hard, opening his eyes to sear me with a heavy gaze.
As I’m lifted, my back drags against the bedroll so that only my shoulders touch the ground. A moan slips from my mouth as I take him in another inch, my pussy caressing him tightly as I arch my back.
Lowell bucks against my hips using his entire body weight. A breath catches in my throat at the pinch of pain from being slid farther downthe expanse of his length, the suddenness having my legs go rigid.
When he bottoms out to the flared base, his entire cock burrowed inside, he grins cheekily. Bobbing my hips up and down with quick and hard thrusts, our bodies collide with loudslaps.
“Lowell….” I whine, furrowing my brows as pleasure rips through my core. My body quickly adapts to his foreign shape and size, the sharp pain from before softening to a snug, comforting fullness. At the risk of sounding love-drunk, it’s almost as if he’s molded himself to me, filling every curve and open space with friction.
“I’m going to move now. Tell me if it’s too much,” He whispers in my ear, slowly pulling his hips back.
Before I can register his words, he snaps his hips to mine with a grunt. Stars flash in my vision as I go dizzy, my braid smacking the ground each time Lowell drives himself into me.
The nodules along his crown and shaft brush against my G-spot, leaving no inch of me untouched. With each of his thrusts, I pull my legs closer together around his slim waist until we are solidly connected at our hips.
My abdomen distorts and domes as the head of his cock pounds against soft walls. I adjust my lower half to grind myself on his soft underbelly, the cluster of nerves desperate for attention as he fucks into me.
