“I think so,” I said carefully. “You feel, uh, really big inside me, Jake,” I added, rather breathlessly.
“I’m only halfway in,” he murmured. “Do you want me to pull out?”
“No, no!” I said hastily, and then remembered I was supposed to be putting on a show for Ophelia, who was still watching anxiously from the trapdoor. “Please, don’t pull out,” I begged him in a louder voice. “I want more of you in me—fill me all the way up! Please, Jake.”
“If that’s what you need, baby,” he murmured. “But stop me if it hurts or you don’t like it,” he went on, in a lower voice, meant only for me. “I’ll never hurt you—I swear it.”
“I know you won’t.” I reached up to cup his cheek, thinking how kind and considerate he was. “You…you can try going deeper now,” I told him.
“All right.” Slowly, Jake pushed deeper into me. And to my surprise, I could feel my inner walls opening to take him. Me, the girl who was so tight she couldn’t even get a finger inside herself was now accommodating a cock that would have made a porn star blush! How was it possible? It must be the chemicals in Jake’s precum, I decided—they were certainly working miracles for me!
At last, I felt something brushing against the mouth of my womb.
“That’s it, baby,” Jake murmured to me. “That’s me, all the way inside you—except for the knot.”
“It…it feels really good,” I told him—which, by the way, was absolutely true—again, no acting required. “But I feel like I need more.”
“Don’t knot her!” Ophelia called, looking worried. “Not until the full moon!”
“But I need more!” I cried fretfully. “Somehow this isn’t enough!”
Jake looked at me seriously.
“Do you want me to try fucking you, baby—breeding you just a little bit?”
I nodded, nibbling my lower lip.
“Yes, Jake please—fuck me!” I begged. “Maybe it will make me feel less empty inside.”
“Okay, I’ll be gentle at first,” he promised me. “Just spread your legs wide and I’ll fuck that sweet little pussy for you.”
“Yes, Jake,” I moaned submissively. I opened my legs even wider, trying to be open enough for him as he drew almost all the way out of me and then thrust back in.
Both of us moaned when he touched bottom inside me and I felt the thick bulge of his knot pressing dangerously close to the mouth of my pussy. I tightened my inner muscles around him instinctively, trying to close myself enough to keep it out—I didn’t really want to get pregnant by my stepbrother! But I could tell that if he had wanted to put it in me, he could have. He was consciously keeping it out of me to avoid knocking me up. Or “swelling my belly with life” as Ophelia would have put it.
Speaking of the Were girl, she was still watching with wide eyes as my stepbrother began a slow but steady rhythm inside me. I moaned softly every time he hit bottom inside me and I felt that thick knot pushing at the mouth of my pussy. It was incredibly sensual to lie there, spread out under him, giving myself so completely—allowing him to open me and know me as no man had ever done before.
Jake seemed to be as affected by the experience as I was.
“Little Ani,” he murmured, as he stroked gently in and out of my tightly stretched pussy. His eyes held mine with every thrust and I thought I had never been through any experience half as intense as this one—lying open under him, taking him into my body as he made love to me for the very first time.
“Jake, oh Jake…” I whispered. Feeling lost in the moment, I reached up to stroke his face. “You’re so big inside me and it feels so good,” I told him, honestly. “I…I’ve never felt this way before. So open.”
“I’ve never felt anything like it either,” he confessed hoarsely. “God, you’re so beautiful, lying there letting me take you. Love the way you feel around me, baby. Love to be your first.”
“I’m glad you’re my first too, Jake,” I whispered. And then, because I knew that Ophelia was still watching, I added in a louder voice, “But I still need more.”
“You need to come in her,” Ophelia directed, frowning in concern. “Maybe some of your seed will help put out the fire inside her.”
“You could be right,” Jake said, but he wasn’t looking at her as he spoke—he was looking at me. “Ani,” he murmured. “Are you all right with me coming inside you? Can you let me fill your soft little pussy with my seed? It might help that empty feeling inside you.”
“I…think so,” I said. Biting my lip, I added in a whisper, “And you’re sure you can’t get me pregnant?”
“Not unless I put my knot in you,” Jake promised. “It’s perfectly safe for me to come in you as long as I don’t knot you.”