Page 38 of Seducing Sasquatch

Arden chuckles, running a finger down my spine, sending a shiver across my skin. “So eager for me.”

My mewl is pathetic as I wiggle my ass in his direction, seeking anything he can give me to alleviate the growing lust inside me.

Arden’s finger glides down my lower back, meeting my crack and he swipes lightly across my fluttering hole. The pad of his finger is so warm against my skin, I gasp at the sensation.

“Daddy,” I whine. “I need you.”

“I know, baby. But you’re so tight, we can’t rush this. I want you perfectly stretched and gaping for me first.”

The click of the lube behind me has my spine stiffening, ready for his touch. I can hardly breathe with my mind racing and every nerve under my skin, waiting for what’s to come.

Arden’s cold, wet finger slides over my entrance. The stark temperature has me gasping, my hole fluttering as he spreads the lube around my rim. I can feel just how large his fingers are now that he’s shifted forms. His Sasquatch finger is just as large as three of mine as he presses the pad of his finger against me. Testing my resistance, I bear down, eager to have him inside me.

“I love the way you respond to me, baby. You’re made to be stretched and filled beyond capacity. My perfect prey to breed.” Arden’s soothing voice sweeps over my mind, wrapping my thoughts in cotton. I can already feel the shift happen. The moment my brain slows down and becomes soft.

My hole opens, the slide of his finger against my rim has my dick steeling itself between my legs. It’s only the tip of his digit as he coats my inner walls with practiced care. Pumping gently into me, I try to sink my hip back, chasing his finger but Arden is quick to pull away, keeping only the tip inside.

“Daddy, please. More.” I hear myself, but my face is numb as every thought is focused on what he’s doing to me.

Fucking my hole with simple strokes, he pulls his finger free, grasping my cheeks and spreading me wide.

“Now your pretty-boy hole is nice and wet.” His hands slide between my thighs, pressing my legs further apart until my hips ache and my chest meets the sheets below me. “Lean your hips back, baby.”

I follow the guide of his hands on my body as I tilt my hips back slowly. The gap between myself and the beam feels like eternity but the cold brush of the plug against my rim has me jolting.

“Ah, Daddy!” I cry out.

“Shh, you’re okay.” Arden rubs my lower back. “You’ll get very familiar with this, baby. It’s your life now. Constantly stretching yourself for me so that when I mate with you, your body will accept every inch of my cock.”

I shiver. This is my life now. It’s exactly what I want. To be his. To be anyone I want to be. I want to please him, just as much as I want to please myself. I want to push myself, for him.

The cold bulb of the plug nudges my hole as I lean back, finding the perfect pressure for it to slowly sink through my rim and lodge itself inside me.

“Good boy, baby.” Arden leans down to kiss my cheek. “You’re already doing so well for me.”

I smile, my mind slipping deeper into silence. “Thank you, Daddy.”

Petting my lower back, Arden guides me forward. The pressure of the bulb inside me tugs on my rim. With a wet pop, it escapes my hole. I gasp at the sudden emptiness. This is only the first plug. The smallest of the six, yet I’m desperate to be filled further.

“Again, baby. Fuck yourself on the plug until it’s sliding in and out without any give. Let your hole relax,” Arden instructs.

I press back against the plug until it slides deep inside, warmer than before but no less pleasurable. I pull away, feeling the bulb stretch my rim for only a second before it slides free. Over and over, I fuck myself on the toy. The wet sounds of my hole slowly loosening fills the room, along with my quiet moans.

Arden’s gaze from behind me burns into my skin, his hand on my lower back keeping me grounded. Eventually, my hole loosens and the plug barely strains against my rim. Just the easy slide of the bulb rubbing entrance.

“Next plug, baby,” Arden urges with a gentle tone.

My heart lurches in my chest. The second plug is larger than the first but my eye snags on that final plug at the end of the beam. It’s a huge jump from where I am now, but I know Arden will help me get there.

Shuffling on my knees, I position myself in front of the second plug, my hole bared and ready.

“Stay.” Arden’s voice halts me before I can lean backward into the plug.

His finger meets my entrance. Coated in more lube, he presses his finger into me. This time the stretch feels a little easier to handle.

“Such a good boy. You’re loosening so nicely for me.” He hooks his finger around my rim, tugging at my walls, spreading more lube into me.

“I want more,” I mumble into the bedding.