Page 150 of Rescued By the Beast
My tongue brushes against one of his fangs that has grown during the kiss, and an electric sensation runs through my skin, as if my whole body is awakening to him, to his beast, to mymale.
His smooth skin beneath my hands begins to change, and it’s not the first time he loses a little control while fucking me… but this time it’s different. I feel fur sprouting and spreading fast, coating his skin under my fingers, while his muscles swell so intensely they seem to double in size. Then, the soft brush of his tail against my calf makes me gasp.
He's losing control more than ever, and I love every second of it.
Mark stops suddenly, and I feel his body recoil slightly as he sits back on his heels, but he remains inside me.
"Damn..." His voice is deep, almost guttural. "My beast is breaking free, I've lost a little control."
My eyes scan every line of his half-transformed form, and my belly tightens with a deep longing. Something primal inside me reacts to what it sees. His eyes burn with an intense golden hue, as if the moonlight were reflecting in them, and the muscles of his body become even more imposing, wild. His face, now more lupine, seems elongated, with sharp fangs.
His skin, once smooth, is now covered with caramel-coloured fur in some places. He tries to catch his breath, his lungs expanding and contracting irregularly. His large, clawed hands clench into fists as he tries to regain control.
"I'll be back to normal in a second, give me a moment," he murmurs, his voice raspy.
"Don't change back to normal..." I moan, feeling my body pulsate around him. My fingers slide over his fur-covered thighs, and I wiggle, wanting him to continue what he stopped. "Stay like this."
His eyes darken, his nostrils flaring as he sinks into me a little deeper.
"Are you sure, love?" He flashes a predatory smile. "If I don't control myself, I'll end up turning into the beast."
I bite my lip and nod.
"I want all of you, Mark," I whisper. "You are both the man and the beast... and I want both... I want you wild, I want you in your beastly form..." I look down where we are connected and watch, fascinated, as his cock grows larger, the base swelling. "And I want to feel your knot swell inside me."
He growls with lust, leaning over me again, the movement driving him deeper, stretching me as he grows, transforming.
I moan with the sensation and dig my fingers into his back, digging my claws into his skin.
"Do you like my monstrous cock, Sandra?" he asks, a mischievous tone in his voice, as he moves slowly, letting me get used to the different size.
My words get stuck behind moans when I feel the pressure increase as he gives himself completely to the transformation.
"I like it..." I manage to say, the sound of his movement in and out of me getting wetter and wetter, my clitoris rubbing against the fur that covers his abdominal muscles. "I want you to take me like this, in your feral form."
An animalistic growl reverberates from his throat and he triples in size, his skin completely covered in fur and a deep tremor shaking his body as his beastly form takes control. Huge claws brush against my hips without hurting me, his mouth full of fangs opens and his thick tongue slides down my neck, his eyes shining like embers.
A shiver runs through me from head to toe and I spasm on his cock, desire intertwined with something instinctive and addictive.
He goes even deeper, and suddenly his knot invades me relentlessly, reaching a point that makes my body arch involuntarily. I feel an explosion of pain and overwhelming pleasure as he stretches me, filling me in a way that seems to break all my limits, leaving me breathless.
I sink my claws into his broad shoulders and he growls, pulling out only to thrust himself into me once more, and my cry dissolves against his neck. My thighs shake around his waist, and I cling to his neck, too weak for anything but to let him take me completely.
“What's it like to be fucked by the beast?”
"Incredible..." I hiss, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over me. "Don't stop. Don't stop."
"Does my female like to feel my knot?" His animalistic voice vibrates against my ear. "Do you like knowing that we'll be locked together, that my cum will gush deep inside you, with nowhere to go, that your belly will grow from all the cum accumulated inside?"
"Yes!"
With a roar, he wraps one arm around my waist and stands up, still inside me, with his other huge hand holding my bum,lifting me up and lowering me forcefully onto his cock, fucking me while standing, my legs wrapped around his waist.
He moves me as if I weigh nothing, his thrusts deep and brutal, a raw force that drags me to orgasm.
"Mark, I-I..." I gasp, closing my eyes. "I'm going to come."
A guttural moan explodes from his throat, his thrusts becoming uneven, urgent, fierce.
