Desires of a Monster - Roe Horvat Page 0,55
and I cried out.
“Cariad, I want you.”
He purred. His fingers found the base of the egg, and he pulled it out. I whined from the emptiness. My whole torso felt hollow, my insides aching. An empty shell.
“Beg.”
A sob escaped my throat. At that moment, I would have done anything, promised anything. “Please, fuck me, my Lord. I need to feel your cock. Please, fill me.”
“I need to know you’re mine, Rees. Beg.”
“I’m empty without you. Please, fuck me. Everything aches when you’re not inside me.” He spread my ass cheeks, and I knew he was staring at my hole. His inspection only aroused me more. “My body belongs to you, my Lord.”
I need to reclaim my soul.
His chest rumbled with wild growls when he finally, oh finally, pushed his cock into me. He slid in all the way, impaling me to the hilt. The fullness turned into satisfaction so profound every muscle in my body loosened with relief.
There was no gentle coaxing. He took me. Callously. He roped his arms around me and held me to him while he pumped his hips, lifting me from the ground with the force of his violent thrusts. My flesh welcomed him back with senseless joy. His cock stirred my insides, robbing me of my sanity, and I fell apart in his arms, sobbing with delight. Finally. His cum seeped into the tissue, magic spread through my guts, and my body hugged his cock lovingly, molding itself around him with sighs of gratitude. He snapped his hips even harder, his skin slapping against my ass, and I screamed his name, overcome with ecstasy.
When we both came, he didn’t stop, didn’t even slow down. He fucked me ruthlessly, as hard as ever, pushing his cum deeper. Had he fucked me like this in the beginning, he would have killed me. I understood now why he had worried about hurting me. Tonight, I rejoiced in his abandon. I would forever remember him like this, consuming me with ravenous passion. Finally, he made love to me as himself, the good and the cruel parts of him in harmony. He didn’t fear he’d hurt me anymore. And even if he did, his seed would heal any wound.
Clasping my throat with one hand, he made me bow my spine. I lost purchase on the wall, my arms fell, and I was helpless, only held upright by the massive hard cock inside me.
Among the beastly noises he made, he uttered fractured words, broken syllables, some of them in a language I didn’t understand. His cock pierced me like a spear, tore at my flesh, stabbed into my core, and instead of dying in agony, I’d never felt stronger or more alive. Magic spiraled in my belly and chest, creating a storm inside me. His fist closed around my cock, his hand cut off my breath, and all the heat burst out of me.
For a moment, I was weightless. For a moment, I did believe in his love. We were one. I belonged to him, and he belonged to me, and somewhere in the universe, there must exist a way for us to stay together.
Then my soaring soul returned into my shell of a body, and I slumped in his arms, drained.
“Cariad…” I couldn’t speak, his name only a rasp on my tongue, and he didn’t hear me.
He didn’t stop. He only slowed his assault, and his voice became clear.
“You came hard, darling. Look. Your cum is trickling down the wall.”
I stared at the stone, at the drops I must have left there.
“You do belong to me, my Passion. My beautiful virgin. You like it when a monster fucks you every night. Do you love my cock?”
A gasp. “Yes.”
His next thrust was long and leisurely, reminding me of his length and girth. I was all swollen inside, my hole loose, and the slow drag of his hard shaft through my sensitive flesh was like a soothing caress. How could I still feel any pleasure?
“Tomorrow, you’ll wait for me. You’ll be lying on the bed, naked, on your knees, your thighs spread. I want to come home and take you right away. Promise.”
“I’ll wait for you.”
“My darling.”
He sped up again, and I lost myself. When he filled me with cum the third time, I was barely conscious anymore. Blissfully weak, I let my eyes close when he carried me to the bed.
My cock limp, balls empty, his cum tingling in my core, I drifted. The aching need inside me was satisfied for