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I tightened reflexively, the actions of my body far outside of my control.

With a dark look, he pushed the tip of his finger past my reluctant barrier of muscle, and I cried out, my bottom hole immediately simmering with heat. He only pushed a little inside, and a soft, shameful moan escaped me.

“Roken, please, I need…” I began, but he shook his head, and the words died on my tongue.

“You’re going to get exactly what you need, mate.”

He pushed the rest of his finger inside me to the knuckle, and pain radiated around my asshole. I tried to suck in my cries of pleasure as he pumped it in further still until it was all the way inside me as the rest of his hand cupped my ass. It was unnerving while at the same time it aroused me.

It felt far more personal like this.

I could feel every ridge of his finger inside me in a place it wasn’t supposed to be. This was shameful. I shouldn’t like how wicked it felt and how much my pussy was aching for release. His tail slid back and forth over my clit, teasing my pleasure higher and higher as he pumped that single digit in and out of me. My empty pussy fluttered with need, but the combination of his finger and the attention on my clit had me nearly sailing right over the brink.

“Oh, oh, please!”

“You will be allowed to come only when you take a second finger in your bottom,” he murmured.

“Roken, I can’t,” I started, but he cut me off when another digit thrust inside far more roughly than the first. A much deeper, burning agony followed as my whole body tensed, fighting his entry even though a part of me wanted it, too. It raced up and down my spine, taking my breath away. Eventually, a strangled cry escaped me as the pain started to crest, and I whimpered, fearfully anticipating what might come next.

When my body finally acquiesced to the taboo intrusion of his fingers in my bottom, the pain faded into a delicious desire that rode on one wave of bliss after the next, each one more powerful than the last. Soon enough, my thighs were trembling, and my body seemed ready to ignite. I moaned, swiftly approaching the edge.

His tail pressed down more firmly with each passing moment, pushing and pushing until I was fractions of a second away from orgasm. My cries swiftly increased in desperation, becoming higher pitched the closer I drew to release.

“Come for me,” he commanded.

My body obeyed in an instant. White hot ecstasy burned through me as my core squeezed tight, over and over again as I began to soar. My toes curled and my fingers grasped the vine that held my wrists captive. My hips bucked as much as they was able to, all as his tail and his fingers continued to torture my clit and my asshole, forcing my pleasure higher and higher. The nerves in my body fired all at once as my inner walls fluttered, desperate to milk a cock that wasn’t yet there.

My eyes rolled back in my head as my orgasm took over every fiber of my being, making my legs quiver with unending passion. I screamed as my pleasure reached its peak and moaned as it slowly crested, my entire body trembling. Aftershocks tore through me, forcing me to clench around his fingers over and over again, forever reminding me of their presence in my tight little hole.

He kept his fingers in my ass as I came down. I bit my lip, slightly embarrassed as my bottom hole clenched around his thick digits before he finally decided to pull them out. He released his hold on my legs, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

His tail unwound from my waist, and he pushed himself up to his feet, standing before me with a dark, seductive expression written all over his face.

“Spread your legs and show me where you need me the most,” he commanded, and my core swirled with desire once again.

I did as he demanded.

Slowly, I opened my legs and displayed myself for him, knowing I was soaking wet, that I needed him to fuck me, and he could see every drop that revealed just how much I yearned for him. He watched with a sordid smirk, scanning everywhere between my thighs. He yanked his shirt over his head, revealing his chiseled torso, and my mouth watered. Then he reached down and unbuttoned his pants. He kicked off his boots and pushed his trousers past his hips, revealing his cock to my view.

It was even bigger than I remembered.

Seeing it was one thing, taking it was another. My legs instinctually flexed, anticipating a painful fucking, but as he knelt back down, he kissed my forehead, and I knew everything was going to be alright.

This man was my destiny. It was my fate to lie beneath him.

Then his tail slipped between my thighs again, this time gathering the wetness from my orgasm and swirling it around and around until it was fully coated. Then the tip settled on the very same place his fingers had been only moments before.

He wasted no time in thrusting it inside. His tail was much longer and much thicker than his fingers, and I yelped, the now familiar burning pain that much deeper and more intense than before. He pressed one inch inside after the next until I felt full in a very different kind of way than I had anticipated. The agony was intense for several moments, but it eventually crested, and I moaned, pleasure at having such a naughty place so full making my body warm.

His cock brushed against the wetness coating my thigh, and I whimpered, my asshole aching and my pussy wanting.

“Let me touch you,” I begged.

Immediately, the vines holding my wrist slid away, freeing me from the confines of my binds at once. I wrapped my arms around his neck as my thighs tightened around his waist. I tensed, anticipating the coming thrusts of his cock.

He didn’t rush.

Instead, he dragged the length of his cock back and forth through my wetness, coating his thick shaft just as he had done with his tail and his fingers. My body came alive beneath him, rocking back and forth as he pushed me towards a second climax. My sensitivity only seemed to make me more responsive, and I cried out.

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