Page 14 of Blood
I now have a full view of the thing that was prodding my back last night. And I was right—it’s not small.
I’ve had sex before, with boys back in high school. I’ve also been with a couple of the gang members, doing anything I could to earn my way into their good graces to get a shot at joining the Kings.
Wolf is nothing like any of them.
His cock is long and incredibly thick. It’s a dark pink, covered in veins. It’s pierced, too, with barbells running parallel to one another along its length. There’s a drop of white liquid at the tip.
Fuck, that thing is going to destroy me.
He stands above me, stroking the long length with one hand. He smears the pre-cum over the head, then down the length.
I scramble backward, away from him, but make it only a few feet before his foot lands on my leggings. They’re still bunched around my ankles, and they stop my retreat.
He leans down and rips the pants off of one foot, right over my sneakers. He keeps the leggings, still attached to my other foot, in his hand like a leash. He looks up, to the apex of my thighs that’s already slick with arousal, and his eyes grow even darker.
“I like that you’re ready for me, baby.” He shoves my legs apart. “Hold on. You’re going to take every last inch of me. It’s going to hurt, baby. I’m not small. But you want this. And you’re going to take it like a good girl.”
He notches himself at my entrance, and it’s already too much. I whimper as he presses the head inside me. Just that stretches me painfully.
His sultry voice continues to taunt me, “You knew what was going to happen when I caught you. You wanted it. That’s why you ran, isn’t it?”
It’s exactly why I ran. I needed to prove to myself that I wasn’t just some scared little girl, that I could fight. But more than that, deep down, I wanted him to take me. I need him to force me, so it’s not me that’s giving in.
He presses in another inch. My pussy stretches around the invasion. I let out a whimper. I shove at his shoulders to hold him back, and he grasps both my wrists in one hand, holding them on the ground above my head as he pushes deeper, stretching me wider. I feel the first barbell at my entrance before it pops inside me. The breath that I’ve been holding comes out in a shrill cry of pain.
My scream awakens something in him, and he thrusts the rest of the way inside me, burying his monster completely in one ruthless plunge.
I finally run out of air and pull in a ragged breath. He starts to move, setting a furious rhythm.
I thought I’d had sex. I thought I’d even had rough sex.
But nothing compares to this brutal claiming. It hurts. And it feels so, so good.
He keeps going, driving in and out. My face is wet with tears. I hear a guttural sound, animal-like, and realize it’s coming from me.
My body is reacting to his dominance. My pussy is getting wetter, coating him with my arousal. Through the pain, there’s another feeling taking over.
The orgasm rips through me without warning. This time, when I scream, it’s from pleasure. My body spasms, my pussy gripping his cock. He lets out a grunt, slowing his thrusts just enough to lift my legs to his shoulders.
At this angle, he’s even deeper inside me. He picks up his pace again, holding my hips and slamming me down onto his dick. Another climax is growing before I can recover from the first one. I’ve never had multiple orgasms. But I’ve also never been fucked with a cock like this, or by a man like Wolf. I don’t know if this is a result of his pierced cock, the way he’s fucking me like an animal, or his dominance. Maybe it’s all three.
My pussy clenches around his cock again as he thrusts in, hard and deep. I cry out as I come in an explosion of sensation, waves crashing over me again and again until I can’t get a breath in. Wolf pulls out, almost all the way, then slams deep inside me. He holds himself there, letting out a noise that sounds like a roar while he empties himself into me.
He pulls out slowly, letting me feel each barbell as his cock slides out of my ruined cunt.
It’s only when he’s out of me completely, pulling his pants back on while I lie on the ground, shattered, that I realize…
He didn’t use protection.
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Wolf
Everleighislyingonthe ground, looking completely destroyed with her clothing torn. Her hair is wild, with sticks and leaves tangled in the light brown strands. The sunlight hits her hair, and I can see a slight reddish hue. God, she’s gorgeous. I keep my eyes on her while I buckle my belt. Her cunt was tight as fuck. It was all I could do to keep going as long as I did.
I know it hurt. It had to. I’ve never met a woman who could take me without pain, even before I got my cock pierced. But the strength of her climax—and the fact that she had more than one—tells me she didn’t hate all of it, even though she’s now curled into a ball, shaking.
Maybe I should feel bad. I don’t, though. She knew what she was getting. She wanted it. And I like causing pain, especially for someone who needs it. I like the look of fear in their eyes. And the fear mixed with arousal in Everleigh’s eyes will be a memory I jerk off to, years from now.
