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He pierced me with a series of short, rocking thrusts. I admit, I was a bit of a girth queen, but even I stiffened at the feel of his intrusion.

“Shh…” he soothed, smoothing my hair back from my face. “It’s OK, you can take me.”

Oh, he had no worries there. If I had to don climbing gear to scale Dick Everest, I would.

I pushed back, feeling that fucking glorious pleasure-pain that comes from taking big dick.

I knew it wasn’t for everyone, but fuck did I love that feeling of being almost too full.

I had plenty of sizeable dildos, but this?

A living, breathing cock has a whole other feel, and I was here for it.

“Fuck…” I hissed.

“Goddess, you’re bloody tight,” he ground out.

But not too tight. I canted my hips up slightly, and both of us let out an incredible moan as he slid the rest of the way home.

He hung there, hovering above me, just staring into my eyes like he couldn’t believe where he was right now, and at that, my cold, dead heart cracked a little.

This was just a hook-up, a bodacious bang to keep me going in this hellhole in the middle of nowhere until the next big dicked cutie walked in the door.

So why was this starting to feel like more?

He looked down at me, lips parting, slow pants escaping from them, his brows creasing and smoothing as he just stared.

I knew the deal—this wasn’t a relationship, couldn’t be one if he was an infrequent trucker.

Whatever backwater had let this hotness roam freely would soon wake up to themselves and lock him down, because I know I would if I’d had the chance.

“Touch your clit,” he said, seeming to bring his attention back to the job at hand. “I want to see how many times you can come on my cock.”

“I might not be able?—”

He shifted inside me, and somehow, that thick length was able to smash my G-spot in the most distracting of ways. I let out a moan at the feel of it, my hand obeying his command without thinking, the deep, intense pleasure flaring into something brighter and fiercer as I worked the hood of my clit.

“That’s it, love. Tease that little clit. Fuck, I can feel you tightening around me already.” He let out a huff of breath. “You’re destroying my fucking control here.”

“Don’t…control,” I gasped out. “Just…fuck me.”

So he did, we did, I did. My finger flicked faster as he thrust deeper, harder, that bruising feeling on my cervix translating into an intense burst of pleasure.

“I’m gonna come,” I said, my eyes flicking open in surprise.

“Yeah, you are,” he replied with a grin, then slammed in deeper.

Somehow, all rational thought had left me.

I wasn’t me anymore. My skin was slick with sweat, my hair stringy, which must’ve been a super pretty sight, but fuck, I was on fire.

I’d worried about disappointing Shaun’s multiple orgasm fantasy, but I needn’t have.

I had quite the opposite problem. My overheated body burned away any reticence, any hang-ups, turning me instead into some kind of monster.

I just felt and took everything he gave me and pushed back with everything I had, until our bodies were smashing into each other over and over.

But the orgasms. Fuck, I was gonna be wrecked from this in more than one way. It just felt like a natural result of the feel of him, pleasure just building and building and exploding, but never dropping away. My throat was raw, my body in a riot at what he was doing to me.

“C’mere,” he said, pulling out of me after my cunt stopped clenching. I tried to claw him back, but he just shot me a sly smile. “On your hands and knees. I need to go deep and hard.”

“Fuck, yeah,” I growled, doing exactly as he asked, and was rewarded by him slamming back inside me as soon as I was settled.

“Oh fuck,” I said as he began to pound hard, definitely pushing me to my limits now.

“Oh fuck,” I groaned as his thumb circled my butt hole, just a firm caress at first, making my clit prickle with a strange pleasure.

“Oh yes…” That came out as a long exhalation as he pushed it in.

Right now, I could pretend that I was taking Shaun deep in my pussy and someone else was straddling my hips, pushing his dick into my well lubed arse.

I’d played around with double penetration with my toys, but never for real.

The fantasy and the reality smashed into me, breaking down all barriers, and then I heard the words.

“Fuck, I can’t take anymore,” he said on a groan, his strokes getting faster, harder, and more erratic. I felt him swell inside me, his thumb pushing in just as deep. “I need you to come, love. Come for me, Bec.”

My eyes flicked open at the sound of his voice, the pain and pleasure there, the rough tone, but also the sweetness.

I could imagine us doing exactly this after a long night out together, having enjoyed hanging out with others, but the moment we got home, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

That he’d take care of me, juicing me up further before this—plundering every part of me, claiming me as his.

Fuck, I felt my eyes prick, my breath catch in my throat, my chest feeling impossibly tight as I considered that idea.

It was a forbidden fruit, held just out of my reach, something I shouldn’t even be thinking of right now.

It was not in my future, would never be.

A single tear fought its way free, falling onto the pillow beneath me, right as my body and his exploded.

Like a match to tinder, my body caught alight, every damn nerve ending screaming in response to the ecstasy that washed through me.

Every pulse of his cum just spurred me to greater heights, making me come and come and come, until all I could do was lock my arms and legs, head hanging low as the sensation smashed through me.

This, this was what I’d been missing for so long, the animal side of myself I kept locked down deep inside rising, rising. Venom coated my teeth as my beast made clear she very much approved of this match.

Mate him, take him , she growled inside my skull. He is ours!

He’s human is what he is, and biting him will be a one-way ticket to a research facility to be sliced and diced.

No, not this one. He is ? —

Enough! I snapped, knowing I needed to use a firm hand with my beast. She was instinctual and primal and saw everything in black and white, which was how I’d ended up in Buttfuck Nowhere in the first place.

Out here, no one knew me, my family, or what I’d become.

I’ll set him up in his own room, and then I’ll need to go for a run.

No.

Yes, I’ll need to shift, to feel my fur and the wind through it. I’ll need to settle myself.

No.

I didn’t get to argue further as Shaun pulled free of me, reaching for a shirt and helping clean up the mess. I just stayed where I was, on four legs rather than two, a strange echo of my beast’s form.

This is it , I thought. This is when he backs off and gets back in that truck, hightailing it back home.

No! my Tirian replied.

I heard rustling, felt him moving on the bed, and every muscle in my body clamped down, readying myself, girding my loins for rejection.

“So I guess I better set you up with that room,” I said lightly. If I was gonna take a hit, I was going to meet it head-on.

“I can,” he replied, my whole body jolting when he wrapped his arms around me, drawing me up and off the bed and against him.

I blinked as I felt him hold me close, his cock still slick with me and not yet soft.

“But I gotta say, I’m liking the view in here much better.

” He kissed me gently. “If it’s OK with you, I’d like to stay. ”

I looked at him warily, meeting those turquoise blue eyes and searching, knowing there had to be something there. Something mad, bad, or just fucking painful. Like he’d wait until I was asleep and steal all my money or something.

Well, joke was on him—I didn’t have any.

“I can’t…” He stopped himself, smiling as if he knew what he was going to say was corny, then just saying it anyway.

“You’re beautiful and your body fits mine so fucking well, I can’t help but want more.

” He grabbed my limp hand, kissing the back of it and looking up into my eyes. “Tell me you want the same.”

For a second, I just stared. I wanted to, my eyes ached with the need to, but it was the resulting thrill deep inside me, something that made my Tirian snicker.

This one. Mate , she said.

We don’t take humans as mates, remember , I snapped back, thinking she was just being obtuse.

Her laugh, then her silence, should have let me know what I was getting myself into, but I couldn’t put two and two together right now, even if I tried. I smiled, feeling my heart wrench at the answering response from him, like I’d somehow made him ridiculously happy.

“I want everything you’ve got to give,” I replied finally.

The smile faltered for a second, something intense shining in his eyes, making me worry that I’d come on too strong, but when that expression resolved into something dark and smouldering, I knew I was in like Flynn.

“Bathroom’s though there?” he asked with a smirk.

“Um, yeah, but?—”

“I dunno about you, but I need a wash.” He stepped back slightly, and I had to clench my hands to stop from reaching for him. “Let me wash you, Bec.”

I paused for a second, this all feeling too…sweet and nice and intense and lovely, but finally, I shook my head to clear it and then took his hand. I’d let him go when the time came, but I’d be fucked if I was going to scrimp on pleasure now, just in case I might get hurt later.

“C’mon,” I replied. “So, how good are you with head massages?”