Holy hell. My hips rocked back and forth, taking his cock deeper and deeper than I ever thought possible.
My legs shook and squeezed around his waist and his grip tensed on my hips, digging into my skin. I knew he was going to leave a mark on me, but I didn’t care. I was desperate for my next release. My core was painfully tight, and it throbbed with need. The little cilia tickling at my clit left me no room to fight back. My release was coming, whether I liked it or not.
I shook with pleasure and cried out as a second orgasm tore through me.
Liquid fire rippled through my veins, white-hot and decadent passion that I had no power to fight. My pleasure was entirely his to control.
Wet sounds of our fucking echoed around me and I moaned with shame, embarrassed by how much my body was reacting to being taken against my will. It was scary how much I was turned on by this and it was difficult for me to reconcile with it, even as his club-sized cock continued to fuck my pussy, hard and fast and without mercy.
I shook with my desire.
As my orgasm began to fade, he showed no signs of slowing down. My body was hot and more aroused than I had ever been, and he was the cause of it. My clit pulsed, the feathery tendrils becoming rougher, more demanding and I knew my ordeal wasn’t going to be over anytime soon.
I shivered with anxiety, yet still, my wet pussy was clenching around his cock, milking him for more and almost begging him not to stop. It was like I was insatiable and so was he.
A third orgasm followed and then another. Before I knew it, I could hardly tell one from the next and it just became a whirlwind of pleasure, desire, and ever-building need. I couldn’t even form words anymore and the sounds coming from my lips sounded like a cat in heat, unrestrained and visceral in nature. The sounds echoed off the walls of the caves and Axel responded in kind, with growls and purrs that set my body off like a siren.
I couldn’t think, I could only feel.
Decadent desire. Reluctant pleasure and the need for more. It was never enough. I only wanted more with every lasting second and the more I wanted, the more I begged for.
I didn’t think he was ever going to stop.
I began to grow delirious with my passion, so caught up in the throes of desire that I lost track of time,
space, and what he did to my body.
After more orgasms than I could possibly count, he finally slowed, his fucking turned steady and calm, even a bit luxurious. My greedy cunt clamped around his cock, desperate for more of it.
The suctioning head of the smaller cock was firmly attached to my clit. It felt like even though I’d come countless times, I still had energy and the desire to continue. I wondered if my body could handle even more of it. I didn’t think I was going to have a choice.
His hands wandered up my belly and caressed my skin. I shook under his power and he pinched at my breasts.
Fuck. This was so hot.
My breasts rose and fell, my heartbeat pounding in my chest. I wondered if he could hear it too. Slowly, he pulled out of me and I moaned with disappointment.
My pussy was sore, but still, I craved every last inch of his cock. I told myself I didn’t want any more of it, but I knew I was lying.
His eyes smoldered and he grinned with a dark look. He paused for a long moment. I should have been scared. I paused, watching him, waiting for what was to come next.
Then, all of a sudden, he grabbed me about the hips and flipped me onto my stomach and I yelped with surprise.
His fingers drifted up and down the curves of my ass and I whimpered. He squeezed my cheeks, painfully hard, and the breath tore from my lungs. What the hell was he doing? No man had ever touched my ass like this before and I didn’t know what to do.
Slowly, he gripped my ass and spread me, and I squealed with surprise.
Shamefully, I moaned, unsure if I was excited or just embarrassed at the fact that he could see a part of me no one has ever gazed on before. To compound my shame, his thumb caressed over the top of my asshole and I squealed, doing my best to try to get away.
This was wrong. It had to be.
In response, he growled and smacked my ass, hard enough to really make it hurt.
I stilled.
I bit my lip, whining under my breath as he touched me in the place where he wasn’t supposed to touch.
“Please. Don’t touch me there,” I begged.