Page 65 of His to Hunt

“You can,” he orders firmly, his massive cock still slamming into my pussy. “Don’t give it to me, mate. I’m going to take it from you.”

“I’m trying,” I whine.

The hard, furious thrusts keep coming. I’m so tense it feels like my muscles could get stuck this way. I’m being tormented with pleasure, but my body refuses to give up. It seems compelled to obey him, even as more of my brain checks out. The mating bond is trying to devour me just like Victor is.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god” I chant, my body jerking as I struggle.

“So, fucking close,” he growls, leaning back enough for me to see that the golden flame in his eyes is raging. “You’ve done so well.”

“Thank you,” I whimper. “Can I come now?”

“Keep fighting it,” he commands me to submit to his will, leaning back down and biting my neck. “But it’s a fight you’re about to lose.”

Victor shifts his weight, his cock at the perfect angle to hit my g-spot. I keep fighting. I do everything in my power not to come, even as his throbs drive me mad. I feel the control breaking, and it’s not me doing it. His thrusts are savage now, driving me into the mattress every time his massive frame meets mine. I finally hit the point of no return, and it’s a fight I’ve never been happier to lose.

“Fuck! Oh fuck!” I scream. “Victor!”

It feels like a nuclear bomb detonates in my core when I come. I clamp around his cock so hard he growls when he has to power his length into me.

“Yes! That’s what I needed!” he shouts. “What we both needed!”

With a roar that is easily the most intensely masculine sound I’ve ever heard, he erupts inside me, setting off a chain reaction of massive orgasms that are equally destructive. My pussy doesn’t just flutter and massage his length. It squeezes and seizes the hard flesh like I’m trying to keep it inside me forever. He just keeps slamming into me, not stopping until we’re both spent.

His knot tries to form again and my pussy quivers on it before it recedes.

“Holy FUCK!” I whisper, every cell in my body tingling with pleasure.

“I told you it would be better if you let me force it out of you,” he rasps, kissing my neck before gently sliding out of me.

“It was better because of how hard it made you come,” I return, my eyes half-lidded. “I didn’t realize I was doing it wrong before. I just… enjoyed it all.”

“You haven’t done a damn thing wrong,” he retorts, pulling me into his arms as he falls to the bed beside me. “I just wanted to mix things up. I don’t want you to get bored of me before the frenzy even starts.”

“Bored of you?” I laugh, loving the way his warmth envelopes me when I feel a chill from the afterglow. “I don’t think that will ever happen.”

“Good,” he whispers.

“Do you want me to do it like that every time? Just hold them as long as I can?” I ask curiously.

“No, I’ll tell you if I want you to hold them,” he says. “Once the frenzy starts, control will get a lot more challenging for both of us.”

“It’s already challenging,” I admit, looking up at him. “Are you going to… mix it up in other ways?”

“Do you want me to?” he asks with keen curiosity.

“I’m sure it’s the mating bond going crazy, but I’m thinking about all sorts of things right now,” I answer. “Things I never really thought could be a turn on.”

“Like what?” he asks.

“Um, being tied up,” I say shyly, feeling a little vulnerable when I admit it. “Maybe being spanked, even if I don’t deserve it.”

“The mating bond is making you adventurous, hmm?” he murmurs, pulling me closer. “I’m sure I can keep things interesting, if you’re up for it.”

“Just… don’t hurt me, please,” I whisper. “Go slow. I’ve never really done anything adventurous before.”

“I’ll keep you safe,” he says. “But if we’re ever doing anything you don’t like or you’re concerned, we can work out a way for you to tell me that doesn’t ruin the fun.”

“Oh, like a safe word? I’ve heard of those,” I say.