Page 53 of Eat Me Alive
“No.”His response feels like a whip.
I tighten my hand around him, my palms extremely sensitive at the pleasurable prickling. His cock is textured, girthy, long and thick at the tip. The tip…oh, god…
He slides it over my opening, a finger sneaking into me. There’s two in me now, and he’s fucking me with it.
“I will make it fit. Just have to stretch you first.”
My legs are shaking at the brazen way he’s stroking his cockhead over me. He releases my hands and finally, I’m able to brace myself. His cock drops against my ass, and it’s heavy. Datu shows me his hand, and it’s coated in his cum.
“Lick it off my hand while I fuck you with my fingers.”
“Are you for fucking real?” I’ve discovered I like to be deliberately difficult with him. I want him to feel the same way I do. The skin-raking appetite that has me grinding my teeth together.
He withdraws his fingers from my pussy and—I kid you not—slaps my clit. Not once, not even twice. Three times, and I’m hanging on by a thread, gasping for air.
“Don’t make me tell you twice.”The threat in his tone is real.“Lick it off and swallow.”
With no hesitation, I lick from where it has dribbled down his wrist to the thick coat of his cum on his palm,straight to his fingertip. He has no taste and he glides smoothly down my throat.
“There, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”He tugs my hair hard.“Answer me.”
“Yesss…” Uh-oh… There I go again. I feel drunk, and my clenched muscles relax. I want to writhe and stretch out like a cat as his fingers pump in and out of me. The hand I just licked palms my ass, and his thumb runs over my asshole.
“You should be grateful I don’t fuck this tight little hole tonight.”
I snap at the mention of gratitude, and I kick him. And by Christ, I’m too slow because he catches me by my ankle, pushing me until I topple over the bed. He has my lower half by the air, and with a snarl, plows into me. A scream rips from my throat. My pussy can’t stretch far enough to take even half of him.
Datu’s moan comes in the form of a tectonic shift. My ground moves, adding more friction as he spreads me apart. It hurts. God, it hurts and I want to cry. My body is confused as my nipples tingle, my pussy clenches around him.
“Feel how thick I am, Xiaoyu?”
“Yes,” I choke.
“I’m going to be thicker when you hit your breeding cycle. You’d want that, don’t you? You want me to suffer, you want me to starve for you.”
For the life of me, I can’t make sense of his words right now. I’m too busy biting my lips close so I don’t yell for him to stop.I’m not a quitter, I’m not a quitter…
He’s in me, shallowing. He bends over licking my neck, raking the tips of his sharp teeth against my abused skin. He can’t seem to figure out what to do with his mouth. It’s as if he’s struggling not to actually rip me into shreds. He sucks my skin into his mouth, and I know it’s going to leave bruises. In fact, the way he’s roughly handled me tonight, there will be a lot.
I clutch his wrist as he slams harder into me. There’s a hollow thud in my abdomen, the head of his cock hitting my cervix in a sporadic beat.
Releasing a harsh breath, I twist around to see him. Sweat trickles down his temples, and his skin gleams with pollen. His eyes are entirely too fixated on my pussy before they flick toward me. He’s a stranger right now. He still looks the same, the smooth, muscled Terra skin, tattoos, thick violet hair…but the look in his eyes—I don’t know him at all.
It’s as if someone else possessed his body as soon as he fucked me.
“Am I being too selfish?”When he glides deeper,thingsstroke my walls.
“I’m so full.” I pant, nails piercing through the sheets.
“Not yet. You will be after I come.”His voice caresses something inside me. He repositions us until my back presses against his sweaty chest while he sits, legs outstretched in front of us.
His cock is halfway in, and I still doubt if I can fully take him. He grabs my legs and splay them wide, and from the corners of my eyes, vines slither our way.
“What are you doing?”
“Ssshhh, I’ll take care of you…”
The vines wrap around my thighs, across my ass until they carry my weight. It moves me up and down, adjusting and readjusting me until I take more of him. He slips his hand over my clit, barely touching it. The denial makes me even more ravenous as I took matters into my own hands.
