Page 60 of Condemned

Again, as at the baths, little Avalon was sunken into a daze, and seemed unlikely to talk.

“I wonder if fucking you is enough to trigger a mauleon?” As if this were some intellectual curiosity he stood, legs shoulder-width apart, tapping his chin.

She didn’t answer, only waited with her palms on the tree trunk behind her, perhaps to stop herself from falling.

“Hmmm.” He reached down and toyed with one of her nipples, pulling on the ring then circling her areola, while watching her expression. The shudder as he kept toying with her, the flush on her chest, the way she trembled and watched his fingers... surely it would be easy to get her to come?

He pressed closer, leaned on her, with his arm locked across her neck, and he placed his palm over her mons area. Waited a mite of time, seeing her stir, wriggle her lower body sensuously. He placed his forefinger on her clit, then stirred it around and around, sometimes drawing wetness from her slit. Between her legs was a sodden, engorged mess.

Again, he circled her clit.

She began humping his hand, her eyes glazed, half watching him until another shudder took her, until she simply must try to force herself forward. He held her down though, arm over neck, lips curving upward.

Her breathing would become ragged, then it would cease and she’d stiffen, thrust herself. That was when he withdrew his hand—he would only tease her again once she calmed.

“This is who has the control, girl,” he murmured to her, letting his breath brush the side of her neck, because that too made her squirm. “Me, not you. I fuck who I want to. You want to be fucked in your pussy? Answer me.”

She gulped, shook her head until he clasped her jaw and stopped her.

“Do you want me to fuck your pussy?”

Avalon shut her eyes, then slowly nodded.

He could simply come all over her. Takk tilted his head, thinking of how that would look. Nice, but there was another possibility he preferred.

“Good, because I’m not. You however...”

He toggled her clit and brought her close to coming again, with her striving to break free of his hold at first before she clutched at his arm where it barred her neck—as if it were an anchor. She pushed and clawed, while he squeezed on and massaged her clit, round and round, back and forth.

He was watching her, watching these intimate moments, enthralled in what he did to this huleon girl who thought she could order him about.

Here was a female about to come. The mewling she made was not a sound she’d ever make before him voluntarily.

Seconds later an orgasm exploded through her, making her breathing shut down, making her ram herself into his lower hand with startling force. His arm would have punctures from her little claws. Cute.

He smiled, supporting her when she seemed about to slide to the ground.

“Turn. Get down on all fours.” Takk wrenched her about and let her fall to her knees then onto hands and knees. He wriggled Blue from her ass, with her panting and crying out. Her breasts swung, her hands flattened, she was almost kissing the ground. That panicked squeaking when he’d pulled on Blue made him decide to break his vow not to fuck her, anywhere.

And also the look of her beneath him, trembling, having come because he’d made her do so.

He would do this, because he wanted to.

While he undid his pants and pulled out his favorite monstrosity, Takk kept her kneeling in the dirt and leaves. At the feel of his dick in his hands, he found himself groaning at the prospect of fucking her. His cock stirred to greater heights, growing harder than he recalled it could be. Half his fucking blood supply was probably in there.

Once in position behind her, he grabbed her ass cheek and aimed for her asshole. Conveniently it was still partly open from having Blue inside. Nice. He plunged in, sort of slow, sort of not.

Then he made himself pause. He wrapped a hand about the base of her neck and growled to her, told her his demand. “You took most of Kon. You’ll take all of me.”

She didn’t answer at first, no doubt preoccupied with how mauleon cock felt inside her ass, but then she nodded, her hair rustling through the dry leaves.

He commenced the fucking of her ass, again. Pulled out, then speared in.

The ecstasy of the slide and glide, of the pressure from her ass as he forced himself further. The vanishing act, part two, with his cock not Blue, it was multitudes of magnitude better.

He fucked her well, smacking into her, rocking her forward, building up speed and depth. He was ready to come in seconds, so he halted, panting, with the tip barely squeezed into that potent ring.

His cock pulsed in his hand, begging him, as it liked to, to get in there and finish this.