“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, defi
nitely 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.