She bottoms out and presses me over her cock again, filling me with that unbearable pressure. Fuck, she’s huge…
I gasp and shudder.
“That’s right,” she croons. “Open up for me.”
It’s so close.
She pulls back, and I whimper. I want that pressure back. I need it.
“Please,” I beg.
“One more time, you’ve got this, baby. Take a deep breath… now out… relax…”
I hang on Morgan’s every word, floating on her warmth. She presses in one last time, and I unspool for her.
The bottom of my exhale gives her the last bit of space she needs, and she shoves in.
I can’t breathe, can’t think. The pressure is intense, all-encompassing. I’ve never been more full.
My back arches, and my lips part, and Morgan plunges her tongue into my mouth, dragging it across my teeth.
I gasp a ragged breath and let out a sobbing moan as I settle around Morgan’s cock.
“Oh, fuckinghell, Jamie…” She groans, nails digging into my scalp. “Fuck…”
Her thrusting has stilled, but her breathing comes hot and fast, her knot throbbing hard, pressing against that inner spot.
My frazzled muscles recover enough for me to squeeze around her, pleasure exploding from that incomprehensible fullness.
“Mor…”
“Fuck, Jamie, you’re making me… I can’t stop it, ohgod…”
My vision goes starry as her cock swells even larger.
Her shuddering breath becomes a long, low growl, and her heat pours into me, another pulse with every tight throb.
The pressure sends me shaking over the edge again, spurting across my stomach as Morgan continues to fill me.
Her claws dig into my skin, and I grip her arms, finding her face. The mask is totally gone, control melted away. Her eyes roll back, ears pinning, mouth hanging open, tongue unfurling past her fangs.
I burn the image into my memory.
The end of Morgan’s climax is just the beginning, and she thrusts again, grinding into me, shaking and snarling at the pleasure.
I’m high on sex and need andher.
She pounds into me, and my body turns to liquid heat as I cling to her for dear life.
She nears the edge again, lost in instinct, and her fangsclamp around my neck, digging into the collar.
Morgan growls with frustration, biting harder, cutting off my breath.
I’ve been dreaming of her hand at my throat.
I should have been dreaming of this.
My back arches into her, and she drives into me, and I cum again with a silent, breathless scream.
