Page 106 of Hunt Me

“Don’t worry,detka.” I detect the sound of lube being applied. “Going to give you something much better.”

His hands grip my hips, and the warm head of his cock enters just a quarter of an inch.

“Going to put my cock in your ass.” His voice drops. “Breed this perfect hole and fill you so full of my cum that you’ll feel me for days.”

My core clenches. Desperate. Aching.

“Please.” I push back to take him. “Please fuck my ass.”

“Such a good girl.” He pushes forward slowly, breaching the tight ring of muscle. “Begging so prettily.”

The stretch burns, and it’s so much thicker, hotter than the toy.

“Breathe.” His hands soothe circles on my lower back. “Relax for me.”

I force my body to release the tension, allowing him to sink deeper.

“That’s it.” He withdraws slightly only to push back in, gaining another inch in depth. “Taking my cock so well.”

The burn transforms quickly into pleasure, edged with perfect pain.

“More.” My fingers dig into the sheets. “Give me everything.”

He slides deeper with slow and controlled strokes until he’s fully seated inside me.

“Fuck.” The curse explodes from him. “So tight. So perfect.”

I can only moan in response. Too full. Too overwhelmed to form words.

He starts moving, his thrusts shallow as I adjust to his size.

“Please.” I rock back against him. “Breed my ass. Fill me up.”

“Christ, Iris.” His control fractures as his thrusts grow harder. Deeper. “You’re going to destroy me.”

“Do it.” I push back harder, meeting every stroke. “Give me your cum and fill my ass until it’s dripping out of me.”

His control shatters completely, as his thrusts turn punishing.

“Going to breed this virgin ass.” His fingers dig into my hips so hard that I’m sure they’ll bruise. “Pump you so full of cum that you’ll leak for days.”

“Yes.” I can barely get the word out. Each stroke drives the air from my lungs. “Please.”

“Mine.” He pulls almost all the way out, only to slam back in harder. “This ass is fucking mine.”

“Yours.” My body trembles under the assault. “All yours.”

His hand wraps in my hair, yanking my head back.

“Say it again.”

“I’m yours.” Tears stream down my face as pleasure and pain blur together so seamlessly. “Only yours.”

“Damn right.” His rhythm becomes frantic. “Going to mark every inch of you. Inside and out.”

His other hand reaches around to my clit as he plays with it mercilessly.

The combination pushes me higher, and pleasure coils tight in my core.