to clean myself, his arms tighten again. “Spread...now.”
This time his free hand slides down my stomach, cupping me lightly, and his command makes more sense. His fingers glide sensuously through the mess between my legs, but it feels so incredible, I couldn’t stop him if I wanted to. And at this point, I’ve clearly lost my mind because I have no plans to stop him.
It’s almost as if there’s some kind of strange hypnosis or coercion in his tone because my body obeys involuntarily. Without thinking. Without planning. Without embarrassment. Cringing slightly for a millisecond about by my lack of self-control, and then... all other thoughts slip away.
Tightening his hold on my cleft, he tugs and forces my back to arch, using one of his legs to pull mine apart. It’s so strange because I feel like I should obey. I can’t remember ever noticing that kind of compulsion before. Like I need to do as he asks, even though I don’t want to. But do I really not want to? My thoughts are jumbled and confused, but then drift off as I just feel.
The fingers of his free hand brush over my breast. “That’s my good female,” he rumbles out, turning his attention to the other side of my chest. His fingers between my legs have begun to massage me, inspiring an impulse to rock against his motions. It feels so good, absolutely perfect… and exactly what I need.
The pain is gone, and in its place is a burning sensation that has my pussy taking on a personality of its own. His lips brush against my hair as he twists next to me, drawing a deep breath as his body proceeds to vibrate along the length of mine. He’s so big that I feel tiny beside him as he continues to shake us both with his never-ending purr. I can feel myself twitching beneath his fingers, slipping through my folds. Everything about him completely overwhelms me. His focus is on both my nipples and between my legs, becoming more aggressive and tweaking my nipple painfully.
I gasp, arching and trying to wiggle away from him, but his purr turns to a growl, and he squeezes the other nipple before his mouth lowers to the one he just twisted. His lips feel so gentle, flicking his tongue over the abused flesh before sucking the hard nub deeper into his mouth. I don’t understand exactly what he’s doing to me... it’s like magic. And I certainly don’t understand my reactions.
My body twitches and does its own strange purr, answering his on a base level that creates a harmony of pleasure ringing through us both. I feel so hot, both inside and out as the stabbing pains begin again—only different. This time they’re focused between my legs, fluttering through my pussy like a humming vibrator. I’m on the precipice of a gigantic climax that seems to simmer on standby. I’m throbbing, and it’s a deep pulse that rejoices as more of the sticky fluid seeps into his hand.
For the first time, I feel empty inside. I’ve heard of this sensation, but now, right this minute, I’m suffering. I know what I need, even though I don’t understand why this is happening to me. I want him inside me more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. The hard length of his cock that I can feel pressed against my lower back, tormenting me with its proximity.
“Oh my God!” His chuckle as he releases my nipple to look up in my face has me panting lightly as I stare at him down my body. He spreads my legs next to him wider, and I’m compelled to rock toward him.
“I take it, that's a good expression?” I know he’s waiting for an answer as my eyes lock on the hard length of him pressed against my hip. Lust is a living entity pouring over my body... the same way it was when I saw that woman earlier and went into a rage after her. What’s going on with me?
The question drifts away as I notice the head of his cock and part of his length where it drops behind my hip. I don’t see any weird tentacles or anything gross that I need to be worried about. It looks human enough. When I don’t answer quickly, he growls, lowering his head to latch onto my nipple before catching it in his teeth and pulling up to look at me.
I don’t understand what he’s doing