Page 61 of Collected By the Crow

He knew she wasn’t capable of a thoughtful response. She had to do nothing in order for him to love her. All he wanted in return was her, and now, she was his. Forever. He sank into her suddenly and completely, to be sure she knew nothing was expected of her. He would fill her, break her, over and over, until so she knew the only thing that could break her in this eternal life was him, and he would always be there to hold the pieces back together.

Nine rings, her asshole was so tight. If his cock had felt strangled in her cunt, it was absolutely flattened by the walls of her ass! He was still so sensitive. It was too much. He had to take a deep breath and hold perfectly still to gather himself.

He nipped and sucked any sliver of skin available to him, slowly moving his fingers inside her, massaging the flooded walls of her perfect cunt. He waited until he stopped shivering to move inside her ass, and even then, he rolled his hips in more of a dance than a claiming.

He wasn’t surprised when she hooked her leg around his waist and started moving with him, driving him into her greedy little asshole with more force than he’d intended. He wasn’t surprised when his cock got greedy as well, inspiring him to grip her waist, jamming himself farther inside every time she reached his hilt.

“Qadaire!”

She shouted his name and he watched ravenously as her body shook with another orgasm. He knew what she liked, so he took the reins, fucking her more roughly with his fingers, causing come to squelch and splatter around them. He rammed his cock deep into her ass repeatedly, until it became difficult to continue as he felt the come in his balls siphoning through their connection. Her orgasm convulsed through her, the tightening of her walls around his sensitive cock simultaneously making him wince and need to come again.

He was barely able to hold back until she melted underneath him like her spine had been replaced with butter. Her body became pliable enough for him to give his hips a break, switching the effort to his arms, using her to fuck himself into her ass until he couldn’t stand it. He unloaded inside her abused hole, which hungrily accepted every drop he had to give.

It was a scientific phenomenon that she hadn’t yet burst with how much seed he planted inside her.

By the time his stream subsided, his chest heaving, he heard the soft thrumming of her heart slow. He dragged his heavy gaze to hers, which was fading with exhaustion.

Although it was difficult, he roused her enough to carry her to the bathroom before they fell asleep. When they did fall into bed together, he held her close with all his arms. He could’ve wept with the swell of gratitude and love that filled his black heart, that she would give herself to him like so. He would never let her regret it, as long as they lived.

For eternity.

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