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My fingers dug into the wooden table as I tried to adjust to his size. Every movement, every breath caused his cock to shift within me, stretching me out even more. The pain was searing but it was slowly giving way to a dull sort of pleasure.
I bucked and thrashed against him, but it was no use. When I looked up, there was Ransom, fully dressed and leaning back in his chair with a glass of wine...watching his friend plow me like we were just another show on Netflix.
“You’re lucky he didn’t go for your ass,” he smirked, then took a leisurely sip of wine.
I let out a scream, genuinely worried that he’d only said that to suggest Callister ram his freakish, spiked dick into my asshole. I brought my knee forward, then shot it backwards, hoping to push the worm off of me.
All it got me was a sinister, wicked laugh.
“Shhh... there’s no use fighting it, you little slut,” Callister’s cynical voice was soothing and low, a stark contrast to the brutal dominance of his actions. His thrusts were slow but relentless and the alien shape of his dick made each thrust a new experience in sensations. To my relief, the spikes at the base were softer than they looked.
“Callister... please...“ I managed to gasp out through gritted teeth, but whether it was a plea for mercy or encouragement, I didn’t know.
He chuckled darkly, then repositioned me as he plunged deeper into me with every stroke. He was slamming into me with so much force that the table groaned under our weight. Inch by inch, it was slowly being pushed across the stone floor. Ransom scooted his chair backward, but kept watching in amusement.
Meanwhile, books and scrolls were vibrating off the desk and tumbling to the floor. I stretched my arms toward the edges of the desk, desperately grasping for something to hold onto.
My fingertips ran along a button of some kind that retraced when I touched it. A spring-loaded drawer shot out and smacked Ransom in the elbow, making him spill his wine all down his shirt.
“Fuck!” he snarled at me, but I didn’t care.
“Is it true that you want Jack to fuck you?” Callister hissed as he kept pounding into me.
“No!” I whimpered. “I wantyouto fuck me!”
But Callister’s accusation made the vision of Jack’s gorgeous, yet cruel face drift into my mind. Long, straight hair of the palest blond tumbled down his broad shoulders. Intense red eyes... Sharp facial bone structure... a shredded, muscular body clad in black leather armor...
While Callister continued railing into me, I thought about the way Jack’s abs could coil and curl as he fucked me. Callister had said the White Knight liked to play rough...
Maybe one day I’d find out.
Callister abruptly flipped me onto my back with a growl, inadvertently massaging my g-spot with the squishy deep ridges that ran along the length of his cock. The longer spikes near the base of it caressed the sides of my clit like a living, breathing rabbit vibrator.
With a fierce growl, he thrust deep inside me and held me in place, his muscles flexing as he tried to control himself. I could feel his cock swelling even bigger inside me, the pressure almost too much to bear.
Oh shit.
I remembered this from last time...
It was his knot.
I kicked and pushed at him, but it was too late. He’d swollen up so big and hard that I might actually rip my pussy in half if he pulled out now.
His knot stretched me to the brink of ecstasy and pain, and I knew I couldn’t stop now. I thrust my hips against him, grinding against the squishy insect spikes with desperation. With each thrust, the ridges swelled and rubbed harder against my inner walls.
So close...
Fuck—I was so close!
Every nerve in my body was alive with pleasure and anticipation. My fingers dug into Callister’s tattooed arms, then clawed at his ass, trying to draw his disgusting, glorious cock deeper into me.
I pressed against him with all my strength, grinding against the spikes as if they were the source of all the pleasure in this world. My entire body was tense with anticipation, every nerve ending alive and begging for release.
More undulating from the cock ridges pushed me over the edge. I gasped for dear life and howled with abandon as warm, wet fluid gushed between our bodies.
“You filthy slut!” Callister shouted over my screams. “Did you just squirt all over me?”
“She got me, too,” Hatter laughed from nearby.
