Page 76 of Seducing Sasquatch

Arden quickly takes a seat with his back against the headboard, his thighs spread as he pats them. “Climb on.”

I race to pull the fleshlight from my dick, my hand subconsciously reaching for it.

“What did I say?” Arden’s stern voice nearly has me falling into a fit of tears. I begrudgingly knee-walk towards him, the fleshlight in one hand and my dick bouncing between my legs, twitching with need.

“Sit backwards on me,” he instructs.

For a moment I have to let my brain catch up with reality. Swinging my leg over his thighs, I straddle him backwards, rubbing my gaping hole over his cock, feeling the heat of his body.

He purrs, his hands climbing up my back, sending a shiver down my spine. “You’re beautiful. And mine.”

I hum, pressing against him again, silently showing him what I need. “Fuck me, please!”

But Arden has something else in mind. His arms band across my chest, hauling me backwards until my back is pressed against his front, his cock reaching up between my legs and knocking my balls.

“You’re going to put your dick back in that toy. And then I’m going to fuck you raw. Do you understand, baby?” He growls in my ear, his tongue slipping across my skin, over the bite mark he gave me in our mating.

A clear stream of precum dribbles down my swollen crown, the ache in my balls threatening to have me throw a tantrum, but then Arden’s hand is around my length, aiming it at the entrance of the fleshlight.

“The sooner you get yourself back in there, the sooner I can get inside you.” He nips my ear with his sharp canine.

I shiver, guiding the fleshlight over my dick, watching it sink inside with a dissatisfying looseness. I need some friction. Anything. But Arden’s already spreading my thighs apart with his. The slide of his cock rubs up and down my crease, nudging my balls. I gasp. He’s so hot, his skin practically burning against mine.

“So sensitive, baby boy,” he snickers behind me, his breath fanning the back of my neck. “Relax for me.”

I mewl, humping into the fleshlight, chasing the friction I need. I should have known better. Of course this was a bad idea. His cock is three times as big as mine, and his toys are designed for him, not me! But now I’m stuck in my mess. With my lip between my teeth, my hips pumping and my balls aching.

The tip of Arden’s cock strokes my hole. I feel my muscles flutter, eager for his thick shaft to spread me open.

“Oh, God!” I cry, desperation filling my veins as I shake uncontrollably. “Please! Please! Please!”

“I love it when you beg.”

It’s the only warning I get before he thrusts. Hard. His entire length slips through my stretched rim, his shaft sinking into me as his balls slap mine. The air in my lungs is knocked from my chest as I scream in silence.

Holy shit. So full!

My stomach bulges with his length filling me to the brim. The shape of his knob presses against my skin from the inside as he grinds his hips. Arden runs a hand down my belly, leaving a trail of gooseflesh.

His middle finger prods at the base of my dick while his thumb pokes below my ribcage. Right where the bump of his cock sits.

Letting out a satisfied hum, “Made for me.”

My heart skips a beat as realization hits me. He’s measuring how deep he goes… My eyes roll into the back of my head, and my body becomes a live wire.

“Please,” I beg.

I’m not even sure what I’m begging for. But I need something. I need him.

Arden doesn’t make me wait long as he slides his hips back, pulling his cock right to the cusp of my rim before slamming back inside. The slick of the lube slaps across our skin, and the heat of his body against mine has my soul singing.

I take every thrust he gives. Each pump of his hips, pushing mine into the fleshlight until I’m fucking it in tandem as he fucks me. The channel barely touches the burning flesh of my dick, and I growl with frustration.

I’m right there. Right on the cusp of my climax, but it’s not enough. “Daddy, please. Please let me come!” I grasp at his furry forearms.

Rolling his hips, his huge cock jostles every nerve ending inside me. My stomach bulges with each thrust and my body sings with the rumble of his purr.

“Hold on, baby,” he hisses, his eyes trained on where our bodies are connected. The slap of his balls against mine is like a clap of thunder. “You’ll come when I knot you.”