Page 59 of Bite Me

“Eddie, baby…”

He sank deeper, and I groaned. He curled his body over me, his front to my back, as he inched into my hole. A tiny back and forth, and deeper still.

“Eddie.”

“Keep going,” I managed, before a guttural groan tore out of my throat.

The fullness felt amazing. My groin tingled, the pressure inside me forcing tendrils of pleasure to run down my legs and swirl in my balls.

Russel pressed a kiss to my neck and stilled.

In the quiet, I heard only my panting breaths and blood thrumming in my ears. All the blood.

And I imagined in how many ways he owned me already, and how much more I was willing to give him.

How far was I willing to go to feel like this?

We weren’t even moving, and I hovered on the edge of complete ecstasy.

When he brushed over my sweet spot, I lost it. My untouched cock jerked and spurted onto the sheet under me, and my hole clenched around Russel.

I didn’t know what I yelled, but I heard Russel’s deep voice in my ear.

“Oh sweetheart, you’re perfect. You feel perfect.”

The pleasure grew and withdrew and grew again like tidal waves.

He straightened behind me and wrapped his large hands around my waist. He gave me slow, pumping thrusts, dragging his cock out and pushing it back in, and after the shattering orgasm, my hole should have gotten tight and achy. But instead, my body opened for him like a damned flower.

He went in to the root, his balls touching my taint, and I wondered if he looked at my ass, spread out for him like this, open and filled and taken.

Miraculously, I was still hard. How long would the venom last? Was it the venom? Maybe, with Russel, one orgasm would never be enough.

I leaned on one elbow and managed to wrap my right hand around my cock. I hissed at the touch. My cock was swollen and heavy like never before. But I wouldn’t complain. This was heaven. This was as close to nirvana as a human could get.

“Good?” he purred.

He must haveheardhow good it was. I was all but mewling.

“Yes. Aah. Yes!”

And he sped up.

Wailing, I got steamrolled by another climax. Small lights danced on the insides of my eyelids.

Russel rolled us to the side, and my jellified muscles didn’t put up any resistance. He spooned me and rocked me on his dick as he kissed my neck. I was buzzing, the aftershocks of pleasure shooting all the way to my fingers and toes. Some time passed; maybe the Earth was still turning. He was still hard, lodged in my body. Had he come? I’d been too out of it to notice.

A small press of his hips. His dick nudged my oversensitive gland, and I whimpered. I was completely, utterly taken.

“I can do this all night.” The darkness in his voice. Was it a threat?

But he owned me, so I breathed, “Yes.”

He bit me one more time.

I was hoarse from yelling. My cry was more like a croak when the rush came a heartbeat later. Euphoria was the word. Every cell in my body sang, and instead of all those annoying thoughts, my head was full of exhilarated joy.

Holding my right leg, he pushed himself up, straddled my left thigh, and drove into me with force. The strength with which he controlled his every move was such a turn-on. I was helpless, drowning in sensations, and hefucked me. On and on. Hard and deep and to the hilt. His warm hand enveloped my cock.