Page 47 of Betrayed

“As long as you can stand to,”Itell him.God, it feels really good to have him all the way in me!Well, all but the knot.Istill wonder how that works. “Howdo you get the knot in, though?”Iask again.

“Oh, that happens after the first timeIcome,” he says. “See, having my cream inside you helps the mouth of your womb open up for the head of my cock.Onceit slips into you, that makes more room down below for the knot to enter your pussy.”

“It does?”Ifeel intrigued by this idea. “So, what happens after the knot goes in?”

“Then it swells to tie us together soIcan come in you over and over, baby,” he growls. “NotthatIwould.ButifIwas breeding you,I’dfill you with so much cum it would make a little bump in your belly.Here.”Helays one big hand over my lower belly. “You’dactually look pregnant for a little while until your body absorbed it all.”

“You mean, it wouldn’t all run out, when you pulled out of me?”Iask breathlessly.

He shakes his head.

“No, baby.See, my body also makes some sealing compounds.Soonce the head of my cock came out, your inner entrance would close and keep my cream inside your womb—you’d have a much better chance of getting pregnant that way.Weactually had a saying about that in my pack—‘Alittle belly during breeding means a big belly nine moons later.’”

I try to imagine having his cum fill me so muchIhave a slightly pregnant belly and can’t quite do it.Butthen again,Icouldn’t have imagined having his cock buried hilt deep inside me a few days ago either.Yethere we are.

“How are you feeling?”Iask, wiggling my hips again—but just a little. “Doyou think you could pull out of me without coming?”

“I think so.Thetalking helps,” he growls and grips my hips. “Getready, baby,I’mgoing to try to slide out without giving you a creamy pussy.”

I moan softly as he starts to pull out of me.Partof me can’t believe we’re doing this…but part never wants it to end.WhydoIfeel so drawn toKane?Whydoes it feel like we’re meant to be together?

He gets halfway out of me whenIfeel his shaft start to grow bigger and he growls,

“Oh, fuck…”

“It’s okay—it’s all right,”Itell him.Isqueeze my inner muscles tight automatically, trying to help him hold out.Butit’s clear from his clenched jaw he’s having a hard time. “Deepbreaths,”Itell him, wishing my own voice wouldn’t sound so breathless. “Breathethrough it,Kane.”

“Fuck baby—don’t know ifIcan do this!Youfeel so good around me—like your soft little pussy is just milking the cum right out of me!” he growls.

“No, you’ve got this,”Itell him. “Youcan do it—hang in there,Kane!”

We stay still in that position for another long minute and then he relaxes a little.

“Okay,IthinkIcan do it now,” he says.Andwith one long, smooth motion, he pulls all the way out of me.

“That was excellent!”Itell him, though nowIfeel empty inside. “Nowlet’s try it again.”

“Try it again?”Kaneshakes his head. “Idon’t know, baby.Youdon’t know how closeIwas to coming in you!”

“Doing it just once isn’t really practice,”Isay firmly. “Comeon,Kane—we need to work on this.”

“Well, if you’re sure…”Andhe pushes back into me, both of us watching as my pussy is once again impaled on his thick cock.

This time,Idon’t make it easy on him.Iwiggle my hips and when he tries to get me to stop,Ishake my head.

“No, you need a little stimulation.Ican’t let you off easy every time.”

Kane grits his teeth and endures it.Somehowhe manages not to come even thoughI’mpractically riding him by the end.

He keeps on doing it, too—he slides his cock inside me and pulls out successfully without coming six times.It’snot until the seventh when we have an accident.

It’s my fault, actually.Becauseby this time,I’mreally doing my best to test his willpower.Ihave my hands on his broad shoulders andI’mlifting and lowering myself—pretty much fucking myself on his thick cock.

“God, baby—you’d better stop that!” he warns me. “Youdon’t know how close you are to getting your pussy filled with my cum!”

“I’m not afraid.”Ilift my chin. “Ifyou come in me, you come in me.Afterall, you’ve already spurted in my pussy twice already.Idon’t care if it happens again.”

I don’t know if it’s whatI’mdoing or whatI’msaying that pushes him over the edge—maybe it’s a combination of both.ButIhearKanegroan,

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