Page 34 of Pleasured By the Panther
“Yes,” Korrath groaned, his face taut with control. “Gods, you feel incredible. So tight, so hot. You’re squeezing me already, lovely one.”
Miranda shuddered, overwhelmed by the sensation. He was inside her—barely, just the tip—and yet she had never felt so full in her life. Heat pulsed through her, mingling with disbelief.
He’s huge. And that’s only the head.
“Breathe,” he urged, brushing her hair back from her damp forehead. “You’re doing so well. Do you want more?”
Her voice came out ragged.
“I… I don’t know if I can take more.”
“You can,” he promised, his purr rumbling through her bones. “Your little pussy can take me. I’ll go slow. I’ll fill you inch by inch until you’re stuffed full of cock. Until that emptiness is gone.”
Her inner walls clenched hard around the thick intrusion, making them both groan.
“Please…” she whispered.
“Please what, lovely one?”
“Please… more. I want more.”
A fierce smile curved his mouth, showing his white fangs.
“Good girl.”
He pushed deeper, and Mirada watched. She could feel every ridge as he slid home inside her…as he stretched her inner walls. The odd, short hairs lay flat, tickling her flesh as he eased in another inch. She moaned, hips jerking at the intense sensation.
“Ohhh, it feels… different. So big. So much. But…if feels good too.” It felt right somehow—right to be so stretched around him…to be taking him so deep in her pussy.
“It feels good to me too, lovely one,” he growled softly, pushing deeper. “Gods, you’re so soft, Miranda…so curvy and sweet under me. I love how you open for me. How you grip me like you never want me to leave.”
Her head fell back as he sank deeper. She was moaning softly and clutching at his broad shoulders for something to hold onto. Every nerve between her thighs was on fire.
“Korrath,” she moaned. “I can feel every ridge. It’s—oh God—it’s so much!”
“I know, but you’re taking it so well. You’re perfect,” he rasped, his jaw tight with restraint. “Your little cunt is swallowing me, inch by inch. You were made for this.”
She whimpered as he buried another thick inch inside her, then another. Her body was trembling, straining, but the wet slide of his pre-cum and the compounds he’d spoken of made it possible. Barely possible.
He’s going to split me in two. And yet… I want it. God, I want it so badly.
It didn’t really hurt—well, there was a little stretching pain—but it was a good kind of pain, if that made sense. At any rate, Miranda didn’t want him to stop—she wanted to be completely filled, to feel him all the way at the end of her channel.
Finally, he was deep enough that she felt stretched…stuffed…and impossibly full. Her pussy pulsed with the pressure, her inner walls clenching around him helplessly, almost as though she was trying to milk him.
“Look at me,” he commanded softly. “I want to look into your eyes while I’m inside you, lovely one.
Miranda forced her eyes open. His gaze burned into hers, molten green fire as he looked down at her.
“Now you know,” he growled. “Now you know what it feels like to be filled by a Monstrum cock.”
A broken moan escaped her lips. She had no words—only the heat…the stretch…the impossible rightness of being so open for him…so filled by his shaft.
But now that he was inside her…she wanted more.
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