Page 43 of His Toy

She was a selfish bitch. And she knew it.

Alex’s body hovered over her, protecting her, at a cost to himself. His legs made a tense line against hers, his wrists trembled on either side of her, his cock twitched inside her, and he groaned. From their words, Bella knew the Wolf was fucking Alex; raping his ass again.

And Alex held himself in position for it, straining to resist doing the same to her. Because he didn’t want to hurt her.

She hated herself for hoping he could withstand the Wolf’s assault. After all, if Alex was being raped, hurt, and she wasn’t—because of his efforts—that was shameful. Selfish.

Wrong.

But if he didn’t… then she’d be protected. Strangely, she believed the Wolf when he said he would allow her to remain an anal virgin, with a cock never having penetrated her ass deeper than Alex’s currently was.

It hurt in the strangest way, making her hole throb. Nothing like the butt plug, because his cock twitched and moved inside her, and she could feel it pulsing. She had no idea how much of him was in her, but it felt huge.

Bella gasped as it slid deeper before Alex cursed and pulled away again. He was tiring. The Wolf’s thrusts into his body were slow, deep, and purposeful. It was a waiting game. Perhaps he could have forced Alex into her with fast, rough strokes, but this long, slow fucking would slowly wear Alex down, a little bit at a time.

And with every inch, he would curse himself.

Bella shuddered and closed her eyes. She could still feel everyone watching them, but at least she wouldn’t see it.

“Alex, just do it.” Her voice was little more than a whisper.

“No.”

“Alex, please, just do it.” Maybe he would think her a coward, but she couldn’t just lie here and let him torment himself, let him fill himself with guilt as he was pressed into her. It was inevitable.

So, she squeezed his cock. His body buckled slightly and pushed his cock deeper, and Bella gasped as her anus spasmed. It hurt with a burning itch, an unbearable stretch that made tears spring to her eyes.

“Dammit, Bella…” Alex’s voice rasped, and he struggled to push himself back up. But his muscles were tired. Sore.

Her voice caught in her throat as she underwent her own struggle, trying to breathe through the waves of discomfort and burning his cock caused in her virgin anus. She wanted to tell him it was okay, she wanted to tell him to keep going, but she couldn’t.

Then he surged deeper. She could feel the push of the Wolf’s thrusts, which got harder, and Alex was in a terrible spot. Every tremor of his body went through her. The heat of him came closer, and he wasn’t anywhere near being all the way inside her yet. Bella whimpered and tried her best to be quiet and not increase Alex’s ordeal.

His muscles gave out almost completely, and he managed to keep from crushing her, but the entirety of his cock pushed into her asshole.

Bella shrieked as the flaming pain licked her insides, her tight hole clenching against him and trying to reject the thick intrusion so deep inside her.

“Sorry, sorry,” Alex’s voice whispered in her ear, thick with guilt.

“It’s okay,” she gasped out, lying through her teeth.

His hips pulled out slightly and then shoved back in, and Bella shuddered.

“Pet’s ass just got its first cock!” the Wolf shouted above the cheers that exploded around them.

Tears leaked through her lashes—shame, humiliation, fear, and pain. It hurt as Alex’s cock dragged out of her, and the Wolf’s fingers wrapped around Alex’s hips and pulled him away before pushing forward again. The thrust made her writhe, made her groan and shudder as her body tried vainly to adjust to the thick cock that had deflowered her last, virgin hole.

The movement was even worse than the overly full feeling that burned as his cock receded, the strange drag of his flesh against her sensitive inner walls that exacerbated her discomfort. It almost felt better when Alex shoved back in again and the back of the Wolf’s fingers dug into her buttocks with Alex’s thick cock buried deep inside her. The Wolf was fucking them both again, using both of them at the same time.

Bella groaned and took it because there was nothing else she could do. Alex struggled above her and tried to fight the Wolf’s forceful thrusts; tried to resist the push and pull of his hands, which made for inconsistent thrusts into her own backside.

“Stop fighting, Alex, just stop!” she cried out, frustrated. Didn’t he realize struggling and fighting only made the entire event take longer?

“Listen to Pet, Toy. You might be the brawn, but she’s definitely the brains,” the Wolf said, laughing. “The more you fight, the worse it will be. Or maybe you’re too thick to have learned that lesson yet.”

She hated the way the Wolf taunted Alex but couldn’t help feeling a surge of relief as Alex stopped his useless resistance. The rhythm of thrusts became smoother, less painfully unpredictable. Her body relaxed as much as it could under the circumstances.

It already hurt less, although her level of guilt was higher now. There was never any benefit for free here; it was always a tradeoff.

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