Page 24 of The Cauldronball Run
"I'll make it fit," he promised, lifting her again."Gonna stretch that tight little pussy until you're shaped for me.Only me."
He kissed her again, desperate to taste her sweetness and his own hunger mingled.She whimpered against his mouth, clutching his shoulders, and when she ground her hips forward again, he lost the last of his restraint.
He set her on the stretcher, following her down.The size difference was stark.He covered her completely, had to be careful not to crush her.When he positioned himself at her entrance, the broad head of his cock looked impossibly large against her.
"Gonna go slow," he said, though his control was fraying."Let you adjust to me."
He pushed forward, and they both groaned.Just the head stretched her wider than she'd ever been, her body struggled to accommodate his alien girth.The precum helped, so much of it that it dripped down her thighs, but it was still almost too much.
"Fuck," she gasped, nails digging into his shoulders."You're so thick.I can feel every ridge, every vein."
"Only the head, baby," he gritted out."Still got nine more inches to go."
He worked himself in slowly, letting her feel and settle for him.By the time he was halfway in, she was sobbing with pleasure, her pussy clenching rhythmically around him.
"Can't," she gasped."Too much, too big—"
"You can," he growled, thumb finding her clit."You were made for this.Made to take my cock.Every thick inch."
He rubbed her clit in slow circles as he pushed deeper, and her body opened for him.When he finally bottomed out, they both went still, overwhelmed by the connection.She was stretched to her limit.His ridges pressed against her walls.The massive head of his cock kissed her cervix.
"Move," she begged."Please, I need—"
He pulled out slowly, letting her feel every ridge drag against her sensitive walls, then pushed back in faster.The stretcher creaked ominously as he set a rhythm, each thrust making wet sloshing sounds from their shared arousal.
"Gonna fill you up," he growled, hips snapping forward."Pump you so full of my cum you'll be dripping for days.Everyone will smell me on you, in you."
“You’re so—” Farrah’s words broke into a moan as she rolled her hips, trying to take him deeper.Her tight walls fluttered around his cock, adjusting to his size.“I can feel you everywhere—stretching me, splitting me open, filling me until I don’t know where I end and you begin.”
That was exactly the problem.J.J.could feel her everywhere too—tight and perfect and so completely his that a partial mating bond between them flared like a live wire.She cried out, nails biting into his shoulders, and he froze, every muscle straining as her body stretched to accommodate him.
“Too much?”he rasped, nearly shaking.
She met his eyes, fierce and unbroken.“Perfect.Don’t you dare stop.”
He pushed deeper, inch by devastating inch, until he was buried to the hilt again inside her.Her gasp turned to a moan, her head falling back as her body clenched around him, greedy and hot and impossibly tight.
When her pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as she shattered in his arms, J.J.lost any control he had left.He fucked her with abandon, the stretcher protesting under their combined weight.His massive balls slapped against her with each thrust, heavy with cum he needed to pump into her.
“Mine,’ he growled, hips snapping forward with a force that made her cry out, the word torn from somewhere primal and possessive.‘Say it.Say you’re mine while I’m inside you.”
"All yours, take me, mark me.Make me yours."Farrah gasped, and the bond snapped tighter between them.
When she came again, her pussy clamped down so hard he saw stars.The rhythmic squeezing of her walls, combined with the bond flaring between them, pushed him over the edge.
"Fuck, gonna cum," he roared."Gonna fill this tight little pussy—"
His orgasm was violent, cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her.There was so much cum it immediately started leaking out around his cock, painting her thighs white.He kept thrusting through it, each movement pushing more of his seed deep inside her.
"Still cumming," he groaned against her throat."Fuck, I can't stop."
The taste of her skin, the sound of her pleasure, the way she clenched around him all combined into an overwhelming surge of claiming need.When he finally pulled out, a flood of cum followed, dripping onto the stretcher in thick streams.
The bond between them flared so bright he could practically see it, connecting them in ways that went far deeper than physical.But even as the pleasure crashed over him, part of J.J.held back.The bond was strong, but it wasn't complete.He couldn't quite let himself take that final step, claim her completely, make it permanent.Not when he had nothing to offer her but debt and uncertainty.Part of him still convinced he wasn't worthy of this, of her.But the partial bond was there, pounding between them like a beating heart.
Afterward, they lay tangled together on the ambulance's narrow stretcher, Farrah's head on J.J.'s chest, his arm wrapped around her so completely she disappeared against his side.
"We should go," J.J.said, but made no move to get up.
