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I embrace it all.
I embrace all the filthy sensations raging havoc through my body.
I embrace the destruction of my mind and I admire the cracks forming in the thick wall built by the fucker who broke me.
And now… Niklas breaks me in a completely unique way, as he pushes a third thick finger inside of my swollen pussy with a delicious force that threatens to stretch me way too hard.
He looks straight into my eyes with an intense, menacing gaze that promises death and destruction as he starts finger fucking me into oblivion. I buck and I scream underneath him. I feel so much, too fucking much. I feel pain as he stretches me, but the sweet pleasure I take from that pain is so fucking delicious that I know my screams are asking for more.
And goddamn it, he gives it to me.
I should feel cold right now, naked and bruised, lying on the snowy forest floor. But I do not. My flesh is on fire and the snow is keeping my electrified body from burning.
I cannot take it anymore, my body is at the brink of an explosion from the inside out, I am trapped in that intensely dark gaze and it’s the most disturbingly delicious thing I have ever felt in my life.
And then... that vibrating rough voice comes out of him.
“Let go.”
Two simple words.
Two simple words that set off an uncontrollable chain of events that crack the walls built around the chamber that used to hold my soul.
Two simple words that detonate a bomb inside of me, pleasure exploding through every pore of my body, my pussy is on fire and my lungs are burning with words I cannot form.
So I scream instead.
I scream my orgasm out of me, scream as the pleasure rips through every cell of my body, changing the very fibers of my being.
Then I scream for a completely different reason. One long thick reason.
I don’t know when or how it happened, but the behemoth on top of me pushed his thick cock between my folds in one long thrust and I swear I’m seeing stars. His cock is rubbing the walls of my pussy in the middle of my orgasm and I scream because I do not think I can take any more ecstasy.
He pulls out slowly, stretching the vibrations of my orgasm and the thick head of his cock barely reaches my entrance before he thrusts inside of me so hard, I swear I felt the ground shake beneath me.
I’m still riding high, but I cannot catch a break.
He holds himself up on one forearm right next to my head and with the other hand he grabs my throat, holding my head aimed at him, forcing my gaze into his. And he thrusts again and my body breaks into shivers. I cannot stop myself as my hips shift and adjust to take more of him. He picks up the pace, he pulls out slow, but thrusts back in fast and hard, pulling painful pleasure out of me and I scream at every inch of his invasion.
My arms are above me, holding on for dear life to anything beneath me—dried grass, tree roots—anything to keep me grounded to this world, because I do not wish to be taken away, miss this, this beautiful chaos reigning through me.
His pace becomes frantic, his hand around my throat tighter and I want to gasp for air, but I stop myself. The pressure inside my head grows, the fire builds, the demons dance on music sang by his own and I drown in the fire, I drown in the pleasure, I drown in the pain and I smile.
I amalive.
He thrusts again and again, harder than before and just as he lets go of my throat, I let go as well. I scream my orgasm, just as he grabs my hip and lifts me higher onto his swollen cock that jerks frantically inside of me, spilling his warm cum.
We ride together, ride that orgasm to the ends of this god forsaken world, I scream, he growls and together we become chaos—filthy disturbed chaos.
NIKLAS
This was the single most intense fuck of my entire life.
No, I can’t call it a fuck, it was a goddamn sexual awakening. The awakening of the monster that lurked deep in the shadows of my soul, beyond the demons that guarded it.
The siren brought it forward without even realizing it and I’m grateful. Grateful that I got to feel it all—the pain, the pleasure, the inner torture. I ripped it out of her with excruciating thrusts and it was goddamn beautiful. She was a work of fucking art beneath me.
I watch the last shivers of her orgasm fade away, my dick still nestled inside her warm, swollen, tight pussy and she opens her spent eyes, looking lazily into mine. They slowly grow wider and I can see her mind processing the events of the night, pulling her back into the present, back to me.
