Page 10 of Stalked By the Demon
Bas pulls back just as my lungs are screaming for air. But I don’t want to separate. Whining, I clutch at him, chasing his lips.
He makes a tortured sound. “Sweet thing. Charlie. Why can’t I seem to let you go?”
Great question, but I hope he never finds out. I want to stay here forever.
Then I’m shoved out of Bas’ warm embrace, landing on my back with a pained grunt. “Hey!”
Scratchy dried grass tickles my bare skin. Bas stares down at me in all his sexy, horned glory, his thick cock jutting straight out into the air, heavy balls dangling like mouth-watering presents. But it’s his expression that heats me from the inside out.
He looks like he wants to devour me whole.
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My hole is still wet and stretched from earlier. Bas rolls me onto my stomach, and I barely have enough time to brace myself when he shoves two fingers into my hole, punching a moan out of me. They slide in easily, fucking his cum back inside.
He growls, something animalistic that makes me drop my head, baring the back of my neck to him. I want to submit to him.
Want to be his.
But I’m not his fated mate, I have no right to ask for things like that. So, I do the next best thing and thrust my hips back, fucking myself on his fingers to show him how bad I want it.
“Going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to think straight.”
“Fuck. Yes, please. Please, Bas. Please.”
When he grasps my hips and hauls me to my knees, one hand pressing my face into the grass, I almost weep in pleasure. His spongy cockhead presses against my entrance and slides in with one smooth thrust.
Then I’m really weeping. Fuck, he’s so big.
“Bas, it hurts.” I whimper pitifully.
He shushes me with fluttering kisses over my back, then tangles his fingers in my hair and pulls out slowly until just the tip of him is inside, before slamming forward with a grunt. Eventually, the pain blossoms into a mind-melting pleasure. Bas fucks like he’s trying to breed me, his large balls slapping against mine, and the thought makes me flush all the way to my toes. My cock dangles between my legs. I itch to touch it, but it’s all I can do to breathe.
“That’s it. Let go for me, sweet thing, release on my cock or not at all. Let me breed that tight hole.”
There’s no way I can come again. It’s impossible. But when Bas yanks my head up and kisses me, my orgasm pulls out of me like the slow pour of molten chocolate, sweet and cresting.
Bas comes not a second later, coating my insides in heat with a choked-off roar, but his dick is still hard. He gets to his feet with me still impaled on his cock, legs flailing in the air.
Doesn’t this guy have a refractory period? Jesus, I thought I was horny, but Bas puts my stamina to shame.
“Please don’t drop me,” I plead, clutching at the arms tight around my middle.
“Relax, I have you. Let me fill you like you deserve. You’re so beautiful. So sweet. The most perfect human I could’ve hoped to meet.”
Then he’s fucking me, hips snapping up to meet my ass, pounding into my abused hole with distressed grunts. All I can do is hold on. I blush, head thrown back against his shoulder. It feels so dirty to fuck like this, standing up where anyone could see, held up only by his sheer strength. He fucks me until I come again, and what spurts out of my cock is a watery dribble. Again and again, shifting back to the ground when he gets tired.
This time, he puts me on my back, and his gorgeous face fills my vision.
“Perfect,” he rumbles, nosing along my jaw. “Like home. I would be overjoyed to have you as my mate.”
I’m lost in a sea of pleasure. Breathing through each thrust, my entire body lax and open for him as he uses me like a sex toy. Every shuddering orgasm of his paints my insides with cum.
It’s so hot, I could combust right here.
Bas grips my jaw and kisses me languidly, swallowing my tiny moans and gasps. When he pulls back, his eyes are ablaze with an emotion I can’t name. He comes with a low grunt, cock pulsing against my walls, and I squeeze around him hard, milking every drop from him.
He collapses against my chest. God, he’s heavy, but I wrap my legs around him and cradle him against my neck anyway.
