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Of course I do!

I grunt in response, bearing down and fucking myself on the tip of the plug. I feel my hole stretch at the bottom of the bulb, the very largest section.

“So close, baby.” Arden rubs my back. I clench my jaw and sink the very largest section through my rim.

My breath is blown from my lungs as the plug settles inside me. The bulb stretches my inner walls, holding my entrance spread wide around the base.

“Oh, God! It’s in!” I cry out, feeling the rush of endorphins flood my brain. My limbs grow floaty and light as I gently ride the base of the plug.

“Yes, baby! You should see the way your hole is devouring the plug. Your pink little rim will be such a stretched, gaping mess after this.” Arden’s finger dances over my rim as it stretches around the neck of the plug. “I bet that new weight feels so good inside, huh?”

It sure does. My p-spot is singing as the toy presses so perfectly against it. I jerk my hips, my pelvis meeting Arden’s hand beneath me as he holds my dick steady.

“You’re so perfect, Blake,” he sighs. I can hear the smile in his voice. “Now fuck yourself on the plug. Let it stretch and ruin you.”

I shiver. “I want to be ruined.”

I edge myself to the very cusp of the bulb, feeling my inner muscles contract around the girth of it. My stomach wobbles as I sit back into the beam. Over and over, I rise to the very largest point of the toy before sinking down.

Arden’s hand lets my dick go before cupping my lower stomach. “You’re already bulging for me. God, your belly is going to swell so much when I fill you. You’ll look pregnant.”

Fuck. Just the thought of his cock filling me and making my stomach plump up has me teetering right on the edge of my climax.

The plug slips from my pulsing hole with such ease I nearly miss the weight of it leaving my body.

“Now you’re getting there, baby.” Arden’s finger is back at my entrance. Coating my insides with more layers of lube. I can’t feel my muscles contract anymore as I tense. Even his finger feels small compared to before.

“Does it feel funny? Not being able to tense your hole?” Arden chuckles behind me.

I nod and whimper at the new sensation. I’m so empty.

“You’ll have to get used to it, baby. After my cock has been in here, it’ll never be quite the same.”

“But I want that.” I peek over my shoulder at his hulking form. On my hands and knees with my ass raised high towards him, Arden looks even more imposing than normal. Like a true creature of the forest. And I’m his prey.

That thought excites me as I slide to the fourth plug, eager to take on the challenge.

“Baby.” Arden halts me. His amber eyes meet mine. “I want you to enjoy these bigger plugs. Ride them. Feel them slowly work you open. Can you do that?”

I nod, “Yes, Daddy.”

Leaning over, he plants a light kiss against my lips. “Such a good boy. I’m going to sit at the other end of the bed and pleasure myself while I watch you.”

Butterflies explode in my stomach, and my gaze drops to his crotch. Despite the fur clinging to his body, I can’t see his cock. In fact, Arden’s body looks like a doll’s. Not even a bump or bulge in sight between his legs. I was so overwhelmed last night that it never occurred to me that he is–despite being covered in fur–completely naked.

I watch him closely as he sits with his back against the headboard and his thighs spread. Giving me a lazy smirk, he reaches for the fleshlight and lube from where they sit beside me.

Unscrewing the lid, Arden pauses. “Do you need something, baby?”

I shake my head, my blush burning my cheeks. Backing up against the fourth plug, I sweep my sensitive hole over the tip. My entrance quivers against the large, rounded point. Pressing against the toy, I sink onto the tip. But the stretch is quick to meet me. This plug is much, much larger than the others.

“Eyes on me, baby boy.” Arden’s voice draws me from my frustration. My gaze meets his, and I gently pump myself against the plug.

My faint whimpers surround us as Arden sweeps a hand down his furry stomach, his fingers trailing through the soft, brown hair before meeting his crotch.

“I’m a Sasquatch Shifter, baby.” His fingers pulse and shake as he rubs the space between his thighs. “Meaning, my anatomy is a little different.”

My jaw slackens as I watch the way the fur at his crotch slowly parts, revealing a thin slit of skin. His fingers continue to rub against the outer parts of his slit, his growl vibrating through his chest.