Page 69 of The Wolf


Font Size:  

With that, he used one hand to spread my cheeks. He squirted a copious amount of lubricant onto my asshole before his fingers swirled within it. I tensed, anticipating his finger plunging inside of me.

Instead, he circled his fingertip around my tight rim, and eventually I relaxed. He took advantage of that momentary lapse and thrust his thick finger roughly inside my bottom hole.

In an instant, my world blossomed with pain. Burning agony radiated up and down my spine, centering deep in my core. I keened, unable to fathom that this was only one finger and that his cock was so much larger. My muscles tensed harder, my mind locked in a momentary panic while the pain intensified until I was finally able to force my body to relax.

When the burning, stretching agony eventually relented, I breathed a sigh of relief. My head dropped, and my body slumped over the bed as I simply focused on putting myself back together.

Then he added a second finger, and the cycle started all over again. I whimpered, the pain scalding hot. I struggled against the bed, but his hand settled on my lower back, holding me in place once again.

There was comfort in that touch.

Safety.

Protection.

Love.

I lost myself in the feeling of his palm on my back as he added a third finger, welcoming the pain and letting it wash over me like a summer rain. Once the initial burn passed, pleasure rolled over me, and I moaned, the sound viscerally desperate.

Desire surged within me like a wildfire, a relentless force consuming every thought, every inhibition. It was as if the very air around us crackled with an electric charge, drawing me closer to him like a moth to a flame. Every heartbeat echoed with a need that threatened to overpower reason, and in that moment, I was utterly and helplessly consumed by a ravenous hunger for more.

He pumped those three digits in and out of me slowly, stretching me open before he pulled them free. I cried out at the sudden emptiness, but when I heard the telltale rustle of fabric behind me, I knew that he was going to replace them with his cock. When the heat of his hard shaft brushed against my bottom cheek, I whimpered.

It was so much thicker than three of his fingers.

My entire world centered on the head of his cock as it pressed against my very reluctant hole. With a hard gulp, I closed my eyes. Unconsciously, my hips arched, almost as if my body was seeking him out, and I groaned with shame.

Deep down, a part of me wanted him to take me like this, craved it even, but I couldn’t admit that to myself.

Instead, he just took it for himself.

With a firm thrust, he forced just the head of his cock inside of me. I squeezed my eyes shut, white hot blistering pain pulsing through me with ruthless intensity. My bottom hole felt like it was stretched as far as it could go. Feeling like I was about to be split in half, my panic rushed in, and my muscles tensed, which only caused the searing agony to grow that much more.

I screamed as he pushed the rest of his cock inside of me. He’d prepared me with his fingers, but that had only done so much. As he sunk each inch into me, I whimpered and suffered through the pain until at long last, his length had fully speared into me.

My ass was full of his cock, and there was nothing I could do except take it.

“Where is my cock, little wolf?”

“In my ass, sir,” I whispered, afraid to speak too loudly for fear of revealing just how much I was enjoying myself.

“Such a tight little hole. It’s a shame I need to be so rough with it,” he purred.

His low, rumbling purr vibrated through my body like a soothing melody, sending shivers of pleasure cascading down my spine. It was a primal, possessive sound, a declaration of desire that spoke to the very core of my being. It sent a rush of heat surging through my veins and left me yearning for more.

And he gave it to me.

As my heart pounded in my chest, he pulled out his cock until the head was just inside of my asshole before he thrust back insidehard.

Just like you need, you little slut.

There was no stopping the pleasure from blazing through my body.

His cock pistoned into me, again and again, filling me in the place that it shouldn’t, yet somehow it all made sense. The wickedly taboo nature of it only sought to intensify my desires, and before I knew it, I found myself on the brink of climax once again.

Pleasure surged through me like a relentless tide. I felt like a spectator to my own desires, as if I were floating on the edge of ecstasy. Every thrust sent electric waves of pleasure rippling through me, and I surrendered to the heady sensation of my insatiable desire.

It was as though I was caught in a wild, intoxicating storm that threatened to sweep me away into the realm of pure, unbridled ecstasy.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like