Page 71 of The Breeding Cave
Like he wanted to eat me.
“Breed me,” I whispered, pressing my thighs together. “Please, breed me.”
Though I wasn’t sure he heard me, as his eyes only grew hungrier. He grasped my chin in one hand and tilted it away from him, then buried his face into my neck, drawing his large teeth down the column of my throat.
“Nobody is going to take you away from me, and I’m going to make sure of it, mate.”
And then he sank his canines into my neck.
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As Luciano plunged his canines deeper and deeper inside me, pleasure exploded through my body. I dug my nails into his shoulders, my head lolling away from him to give him better access, a moan escaping my lips.
Oh my God.
I drew my hand from his shoulder to the back of his head and pulled him even closer to me, never wanting him to move. My limbs tingled with ecstasy, my knees nearly buckling. I curled my toes as blood rolled down my chest.
What is this? Some kink?
Hell, I wasn’t sure, but it felt so good.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me right into the air. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck to hold myself up. His cock was hard inside his pants, and he was grinding it against my pussy.
“Put a baby inside me,” I said in a breathy whisper. “Please, put a baby inside me.”
“My mate wants a baby inside her,” he murmured, licking the wound. When it was closed, he drew his nose up the column of my throat and sucked my earlobe between his bloody teeth. “Anything for you.”
Once he reached between us, he ripped off my pants with his claws and tugged his huge, hard, and veiny cock out of his pants. The head dribbled with pre-cum. I clenched at the sight of it and whimpered when he started rubbing it against my entrance.
“Please,” I cried. “I can’t take it any?—”
Luciano slammed inside me. I threw my head back and cried out in pleasure.
He thrust into me slowly at first, making sure that every bit of him slid all the way inside me. And then he pulled out agonizingly slow. With my legs wrapped around him, I tried to pull him closer, but he kept the thrusts steady.
“I need you,” I moaned. “Please, Luciano.”
With his hands around my waist, he thrust into me faster and faster and faster. My legs trembled around his body, and I gripped on to him with everything that I had. His balls were slapping against my cunt, driving me higher and higher.
“Don’t stop,” I said. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop!”
He pumped into me, his mouth all over the mark he had left on my neck. I clenched my pussy for him, desperate for him to lose it and dump his load inside me. I needed to get pregnant.
It wasn’t a want anymore.
My body was burning up for his cum.
A layer of sweat covered my body, but I had quite literally done none of the hard work. The carnal need craved more and more of him, craved him to be deeper and deeper inside my pussy.
“Fill me up,” I begged. “I want to have our baby.”
A guttural growl escaped his throat, and suddenly, his quick thrusts stopped, and he grunted deep in my ear. Warm cum filled my pussy, and I moaned in pleasure. While we had done this so many times before, this time felt different.
This time felt like he had actually put a baby inside me.
