Page 88 of Prey

She takes the broth, and I thrust harder than intended. Some splashes onto her chest, rolling down between her breasts. In the mirrors, I watch the droplets travel across her skin, overthe marks I’ve left—bruises from my mouth, scratches from the forest, evidence of ownership written in purple and red.

“Look at yourself.”

Her eyes flutter open, meeting mine in the mirror directly across from us. The sight makes her moan—legs spread obscenely wide, cunt stuffed full, thoroughly used and claimed. I set the spoon aside as I make her take in the scene, every detail, then my hands span her waist, holding her exactly where I want her.

“See how perfectly you take me? How your body sheaths my cock like a custom made glove, how you were made for this?”

Another spoonful. Another rock of my hips. I’m losing the rhythm now, the pretense of feeding becoming secondary to the need building in my balls.

“Almost done,” I murmur against her ear. “Then I’m going to breed you properly. Fill that pretty cunt until you’re dripping with it.”

She nearly chokes on the soup.

Three more spoonfuls. Three more thrusts, each deeper than the last. By the time the bowl is empty, we’re both shaking with need. I set it aside, hands immediately returning to her body. One slides up to wrap around her throat; the other down to where we’re connected.

“Feel how wet you are? Your body knows what’s happening. Knows I’m going to pump you full of cum until it takes.”

My fingers find her clit, circle it once, and she explodes. Her orgasm catches us both by surprise—violent contractions that attempt to milk my cock, her whole body arching as she screams. I hold myself still through sheer force of will, letting her ride it out while fighting my own need to come.

“That’s it,” I growl when she finally stills. “Your cunt’s trying to pull the cum from my balls. It wants to be bred so badly.”

Before she can respond, I’m moving. Lifting her off my cock draws a whine from her throat, but I need better leverage for what comes next. The padded floor is warm beneath my knees as I position her in front of me, unfastening the cuffs so she can rest on all fours.

“Spread wider.”

She obeys instantly, knees sliding apart until she’s fully exposed. In the mirrors, I see everything—the puffy, used state of her pussy, the way her hole gapes slightly from being stretched around me for so long. My cock jerks at the sight, precum beading at the tip.

“Tell me what you see.”

“I…” Her voice cracks. “I see you behind me. About to?—”

“About to what?”

“Breed me.”

“That’s right.” I line myself up, just the tip pressing against her entrance. “And what happens when I breed you?”

She whimpers, pushing back, but I hold her hips still.

“Answer me.”

“Your… your cum goes inside me.”

“And then?”

“It travels up through my cervix.” Her voice is barely a whisper. “Into my womb.”

“Keep going.” I push in an inch, just enough to make her gasp. “Tell me exactly what’s going to happen.”

“Your sperm will race to find my egg.”

“Mmm.” Another inch. The wet sound of penetration echoes in the mirrored room. “And when they find it?”

“One will… oh god… one will…”

“Fertilize you.” I’m halfway inside now, her cunt gripping me like a vice. “Put my baby in your belly.”

“Yes!”