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No, I think he’s all of the way in.

But then a stinging kissing sensation tells me there’s more of my man to go, as he lets out a shivering feral growl and thrusts somehow deeper.

“Fuck, fuck,” I whimper.

“Does it hurt?” he snarls.

“No, it’s just… God, you’re so big.”

He leans down and kisses the edge of my mouth. The tenderness takes me by surprise and I turn, catching the next kiss fully. I moan as he opens his mouth, our tongues fusing, battling, as he finally pushes all the way in.

He rears up like the bear he is, staring down at me.

“You feel perfect,” he groans. “You feel so goddamn… Fuck, you’re so tight, Maddie.”

“And you’re so, so…”

Big, I was going to say.

But then something magical happens.

The pressure in my core loosens and seeps away, leaving a hot pulsing glow in its place, the sort of glow I’ve never felt before. It infuses my entire lower half, whispers of light buzzing up and down my legs, pricking my skin.

But most of all the feeling is inside, right at the end of his massive cock, a pulsing throbbing starry sensation that spreads and spreads until my womb feels like it’s on fire. My womb sings and shivers as he slowly begins to pull out of me, a subtle smirk on his face.

“I told you,” he growls. “I told you you’d be enough.”

“It feels so different,” I moan as he pulls almost all the way out. “It feels so new.”

Another moan escapes me when he thrust back in, pushing and pushing until he’s buried deep again.

Only this time there’s none of that stinging, none of that tension.

Pure light and euphoria follow the passage of his manhood, a whole world of ecstasy grinding with glorious friction deep inside as he slides right up to the hilt. He slides out faster this time, and then pounds into me, causing me to slide back on the bed.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan in disbelief, as shattering pleasure seeping all through me.

“You can take that?” he snarls.

There’s hunger in his voice, the hunger of a beast who needs to know his prey is ready to take the full force of his power, the full force of his passion.

A part of me whimpers no, no freaking way. I can’t take more of that.

But it’s buried far beneath this new feeling, the celebration of my womb, the feeling of absolute rightness that grips me.

“Yes, yes,” I moan. “I can take anything you give, Madden.”

“Good fucking girl,” he snarls.

I claw at his shoulders as he starts to thrust with more speed, his cock slipping into my soaked pussy, his massive helm hitting a spot deep inside of me. It’s a spot I never even knew existed, a spot composed of pure pleasure, a spot that sends ricocheting pounding lust all through me.

“Ah, ah,” I cry as I feel my fingernails bending against his skin.

He stares down at me, his expression twisted into carnal pleasure, his eyes alive and dancing with light. I return his gaze as he suddenly slows his pace, as he makes every burning passage in and out of me last several seconds.

We stare deeply at each other, into each other, and then it’s like we’re melting, like our souls and our hopes and our futures are melting together in this blistering impossible moment.

I know I’m not imagining it from the way he nods, the way I nod – and then he lets out a growl and leans down, crashing his lips against mine.

Our teeth clink in the messy need of the kiss, as his pace quickens again, my pussy shivering wetly in response to the sudden pounding.

I realize I’m bucking my hips, thrusting in time with him. I didn't even know I was doing it.

I didn’t choose to do it.

But our bodies have taken complete control now.

The quality of his groans and grunts change as I buck my hips faster and faster, sliding down the length of him as he thrust his cock into me.

The sound of our flesh clashing fills the air, a sexy wet noise that makes what we’re doing seem so right.

“That’s it,” he snarls, leaning down and breathing hot animal lust into my ear, over my neck. “I can feel how close that young pussy is. I can feel how badly you need the release. Cream for me, Maddie. Do what you’re fucking told and cream.”

I dig my fingernails even deeper into the broad muscles of his back, squeezing down so hard I’m sure my fingernails are going to snap at any second. He snarls and arches his back even harder, pushing all the way up inside of me, holding himself deep within.

It’s like he’s expanding against my sweet spot, pulsing and teasing as something shatters inside of me, soppy and needy as the sensation spreads all around my body.

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