Em moaned her agreement and thrust her hips back, offering herself for deeper penetration. She felt his big hands settle on her hips and then his thickness was breaching her, pressing deeper and deeper into her as the big Monstrum filled her up.
“Oh, God!” Em gasped. She could feel her inner walls stretching as she strove to be open enough for him—could feel her body opening in a way it never had for any man before.
But he’s not a man, she thought deliriously. He’s a Monstrum—he’s different from anyone I’ve ever been with!
He was, as she had thought before, not quite a beast and not quite a man but somehow more than both. And she could feel that fully as he continued his long, slow slide deep inside her pussy.
“Easy, my l’eeja,” he purred in her ear as he filled her. “Almost there now. Just open your soft little pussy and take it—take my shaft deep inside you.”
“I…I’m trying,” Em moaned. “Trying to be open for you, my L’eej.”
“You’re doing such a good job,” he assured her. “I can feel how wet you are—the way your walls are parting just for me. Good girl, Emilia—such a good girl to open your sweet pussy and let me fill you with my cock and fuck you…”
His words sent cascades of butterflies loose in her chest and stomach. She’d never had a man talk like this to her before during lovemaking. With Nigel, she’d been lucky to get a few grunts. But she found she loved hearing Rarev’s deep, purring voice in her ear, telling her she was beautiful, and calling her a “good girl.” She had never known the joys of submission before and now she found she was losing herself in the experience of opening herself for her lover and letting him take her.
And then, finally, she felt the broad head kissing the mouth of her womb and knew he was seated all the way inside her.
Well, almost all the way, a little voice whispered in her head. She could feel the top of his Mating Knot pressing gently against the mouth of her pussy, but he made no effort to thrust it all the way inside her. He was just going to fuck her—not actually bond her to him, she reminded herself and was surprised at the wave of sadness the thought brought.
Em pushed the emotion aside and once more concentrated on feeling him fill her. She could feel the velvety brush of his fur all along her spine as his broad chest pressed to her back. His hands were still on her hips, holding her in place, and she thought she had never felt so filled in her life. His big body surrounded hers and his scent was strong and wild, filling her senses completely.
“Do you feel that, Emilia?” Rarev purred in her ear. “Do you feel my shaft inside you?”
“Yes…my L’eej,” Em panted.
“Are you ready to feel more?” Rarev demanded, his voice dropping to a deep, possessive growl. “Are you ready to feel me fucking you, sweetheart? Ready to feel me taking you completely?”
“Yes,” Em whispered again. “Yes, my L’eej—I’m ready to let you fuck me,” she moaned.
“Good girl,” he purred and then his thickness was sliding almost all the way out of her. Em bit her lip, not wanting to lose him. But when only the broad head remained inside her, the big Monstrum thrust back in—hard and fast—impaling her on his shaft and making her gasp and moan at the sudden, intense pleasure.
“Oh!” she moaned helplessly, pressing her hands and arms to the cool side of the crystal dome, trying to brace herself for his deep, thorough fucking. “Oh, my L’eej! Yes—yes! Y—!”
But her last word ended in a gasp of fright. For suddenly out of the darkness on the other side of the crystal dome a blue face appeared, hovering right in front of her own.
Em—who had completely forgotten about the Rigellens by this time—gave a cry and pushed back violently, trying to get away from the frightening sight looming in her field of view. This happened, however, at the exact same time that Rarev was thrusting forward.
Suddenly, Em felt a new sensation—something else was entering her from below. It was thick and hard and it stretched her pussy mouth to the limit as it found its way inside her. It only took a moment and then it was all the way inside and once there, it began to grow even more.
She heard Rarev curse behind her in a low, guttural language that her translation bacteria didn’t translate.
“Hold still!” he growled, his hands tightening their grip on her hips. “Hold still, Emilia!”
“What…what happened?” Her heart was pounding, her body flooded with endorphins and adrenaline. She remembered the Rigellens now and the blue face had disappeared from her view—floating unobtrusively back into the darkness beyond the crystal dome like a moon retreating behind a bank of clouds. But she was afraid the damage had been done.