Page 77 of His to Hunt

The orgasm is so strong my muscles give out, but between his firm grip and the restraints, I barely even move. But he does. As soon as he feels my orgasm, he starts hammering my g-spot relentlessly, which causes more orgasms to tear through my body.

I scream into the mattress while he pounds into me. The blindfold seems to heighten everything, just like he said. I can hear squelching as his thick, hard cock plows my sopping pussy. But the sounds are quickly drowned out by my muffled screams and the sharp slaps of his palm on my ass.

His thrusts get more violent and bone-rattling, a mixture of my juices and his seed leaking out every time he drills his cock into me. He spanks me again and again, keeping the burn hot on my already-marked cheeks while he rails me without mercy.

I start crying from a mixture of pain and pleasure, my tears seeping into the blindfold. My screams get louder, barely muffled by the mattress. He doesn’t seem to like how muffled I am. His hand moves from my ass to my hair, jerking my head back so violently it feels like I lose a chunk of my scalp in the process.

“If you’re going to scream for me, then I want to hear you,” he demands. “I want the entire fucking hotel to hear what I’m doing to my mate.”

“Victor!” I scream, his aggression causing the pressure to build again, and I can tell it’s going to be epic.

I come hard, shrieking his name as my pussy clenches him like a vice. He powers through it, forcing his hard dick into me until another orgasm crashes into the first. They merge together and a third one sends me into the stratosphere of pleasure.

I’m sobbing. I’m shaking. My pussy feels like it’s gushing with arousal while he slams into me. But he’s set off a chain reaction of orgasms, and they just won’t stop. It feels like I come for almost ten solid minutes before I feel him start throbbing with the kind of intensity that tells me he’s about to join me.

“Yes, please! I need it so bad!” I cry out.

“I know you do,” he rumbles, his hips jerking erratically. “I bet I could rut you for hours and you’d never get enough.”

His thrusts get even more erratic, and after a dozen more of them, he hammers his cock as deep as it will go and groans with manly pleasure as he erupts inside me. He manages to pull back and deliver two more thrusts before his knot swells, stretching me wide as his cock pumps his seed into me. I come on the massive knot, keening helplessly as wave after wave of pleasure ripples through my core.

“Now you’re not going anywhere, restrained or not.”

His heavy weight relaxes enough to lean forward and sink his teeth into my shoulder. It’s hard enough to draw a thin trickle of blood, which he licks away with a possessive grunt. “Mine, all fucking mine.”

“Ohhhhhh,” I moan, his teeth sending another orgasm quaking through me.

We stay locked together, his large frame draped over my back, breath hot on my neck while his cock throbs inside me. When the knot finally recedes, he gently eases his thick length out of me. I feel like an empty, trembling wreck, his last release pouring out of my battered passage.

But he’s not done with me yet. I know that before I feel his thick fingers circling my asshole, spreading my juices to the only place he hasn’t ravaged yet. It feels too tight for a finger, much less his enormous cock, but a finger penetrates the tight ring anyway, making me hiss from the burn and the stretch.

“Time for me to claim your last hole, mate,” he says, and there’s no denying the hunger in his voice. “I promised I’d rut every single one of them while you were tied down like this. Your virgin ass is going to take every inch of my big cock.”

I whimper, squeezing my muscles around his finger, but he keeps moving it. Despite my fear and trepidation, the frenzy makes me want it. It’s dirty, filthy, and something Basement Taryn would have never allowed a man to do, but Frenzy Taryn is ready to beg for it.

Using our combined releases dripping from my ravaged pussy, he works a second finger in, then a third, stretching me open with grunt-fueled restraint while I whimper and push back against his hand. The frenzy burns away any hesitation, leaving only an obscene, desperate need.

“Please…” I whisper, my voice hoarse from the screaming and crying. “I need it. I need you everywhere. I need you to claim all of me.”

He growls in approval and slides his fingers out of my asshole. I feel him run his cock over my pussy to get it thoroughly lubed, then the fat, slick head of his cock pressing against my tightest entrance. I barely get a moment to prepare before he pushes forward, the stretch burning deliciously as he forces the head past the ring.

“You’re so damn tight. So tense,” he groans. “Relax and let me in like a good girl, since you need it so fucking much.”

I do my best to relax, practically limp in the restraints, but it’s hard. Inch by thick, veiny inch he sinks into my virgin ass. The fullness is a lot more overwhelming and intense than anything I’ve ever experienced. The stretch burns, drawing tears from my eyes. When I finally feel his balls against my sopping wet pussy, I’m shaking and moaning, but it’s not from pleasure.

“Does it feel good?” he asks, grinding his length into my tightly stretched rear passage.

“No, not yet,” I admit, sniffling. “Unless this is how it’s supposed to feel.”

He lets out a huff that sounds like disappointment, then starts to move. He’s slow at first, taking his time as he withdraws his cock all the way back to my burning ring. A finger spreads more of my juices, then he pushes in deep again. I gasp and groan from the pain, even with the extra lubrication, wondering if I should just try to endure it until he’s finished or call red.

But after a half-dozen full strokes, I feel a tiny tingle of pleasure. The movements in my ass vibrate into my core, stoking the embers of that fire. After several more of the steady thrusts, the fullness blooms and I start moaning with pleasure instead of the burning pain.

“It’s starting to feel good now,” I breathe out.

“Good,” he rumbles, moving a little faster. “How about now?”

“Oh god, I really like that,” I gasp, the faster thrusts increasing the pleasure.