I whined and he palmed my left breast with his hand, dragging his roughened skin over my pebbled nipple. He tweaked it just a little and chuckled.
“Your little pussy clenches around my cock when I punish your pretty little nipples,” he said and I shivered, feeling myself tighten around him at his sordid observations.
Slowly, he drew his hips back, only to push back into me roughly once again. I cried out, but the second thrust was easier and even though I was sore, it didn’t hurt as much. By the third, I could feel my body reacting with pleasure and it wasn’t long after that I fell prey to its heady thrall. My pussy still ached, but it only fueled my desire to intensify to levels I didn’t think possible.
The sound of his cock thrusting into me was filthy, but it made me want him even more. My slick made his entrance easy, but it still hurt enough to make me cry out with every thrust. I squirmed, but there was no escaping him as he slammed my back against the wall and used my body as roughly as he wanted.
My inner walls squeezed around him as I writhed and tried to fight him, but then his pace started to quicken, and my arousal intensified with brutal intent. I bit my lower lip as the burning pain grew stronger, but I couldn’t deny that my core was pulsing with pleasure. I couldn’t stop the way his rough handling was making me wetter. It forced my need to even greater heights until there was nothing other than our bodies entwined together as one.
My heat intensified and I wrapped my arms around his neck. My fingers dug into his shoulders as he bounced me up and down on his cock. I pressed my temple against his, feeling the connection between us physically even deeper into my soul than I thought possible.
I wasn’t supposed to come to Kingsworth and care for someone like this. I was falling for the enemy and nothing I could do would make that stop. My heat held the two of us captive, forcing us together when neither of us wanted the other in the first place. But right now, none of that mattered. At this moment, he was my alpha and I was his omega.
He purred and the sound drove me wild. My entire body felt like it collapsed in on itself and I couldn’t stop the brewing storm no matter how hard I tried. Without meaning to, I tightened all around him and he purred for me once more. I lost control after that.
My fingers dug into his back as I held on tight. I pressed my cheek against his shoulder and my hips ground down onto him, over and over, taking him deeper and deeper until all of a sudden it was too much. My world exploded into a brilliant display of white-hot ecstasy and my lips opened just enough for a desperate cry of pleasure to escape them.
He didn’t stop nor did he slow down even a little bit. In fact, he started fucking me even faster and harder than before and my orgasm imploded in on itself. My core tightened down hard around him, and my inner walls tugged at him greedily. I took everything he gave me and more until my entire world turned a sheen of red that held me prisoner in its wake.
When that first release started to fade, I expected my heat to gradually follow and fade into nothingness, but it didn’t. It only grew stronger. His cock speared into me so deeply that it brushed against my cervix, and still I wanted more. I couldn’t get enough of him and he couldn’t get enough of me.
My pussy ached from the size of his massive form, but it didn’t matter. I rode him with everything I had to give. His hands leisurely gripped my hips until he grasped my bottom and squeezed hard.
A burning sting radiated across my backside, awakening the welts he’d left behind with his belt. His fingers squeezed tighter and I moaned quietly. That only seemed to make him grip my bottom tighter, to make it hurt even more and that made my second orgasm crash over me far quicker than the first.
“Please,” I begged and he pistoned into me so hard that my back banged against the wall. He was so rough with me that it was painful, but that only forced my pleasure to even greater heights than I was ready for. I took it all anyway. Maybe it was greedy of me. Maybe it was unwise.
He was the enemy.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
But it was.
It really was.
His hands gripped my body as if he couldn’t bear to let me go and I did the same. My fingers clawed at his back and his grasped mine with painful intensity. His cock thrust in and out of me with frenzied intensity and I took it all.
My ecstasy felt like an overwhelming chasm of sensation. My body twisted and writhed in a freefall of pleasure that consumed me from within.
It didn’t stop. It never stopped.
It only grew stronger. Eventually, Magnar pressed my back down against the pillows and blankets of my nest and the sweetness of that moment wasn’t lost on me. He fucked me so deeply that it was as if our souls touched and were connected as one.
I wasn’t sure if it was instinct, love, or something else. I almost didn’t want to know and as a third orgasm ravaged me, I forgot about it entirely.
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