Page 85 of Seducing Sasquatch

The air in my lungs freezes in my throat and every muscle cramps inside me. Surely he isn’t thinking of fucking me like this? On the ground with minimal prep.

“What?” My words are cut off by his warning growl.

Nudging forward, the pressure explodes against my rim and he slips his thick tip inside my tight ring of muscle. It burns. It nearly hurts.

“ARDEN!” I yell out, my hands flying backwards to smack at his side.

“Relax, baby. Your body is built for me,” Arden coos, planting a kiss against my temple. His lips are wet with saliva. Wet from eating me out.

I struggle to breath over the thundering beats of my heart but I manage to swallow some down and force my muscles to relax.

He inches deeper, his knob pressing against my inner walls, leaving behind a sharp burn at my hole.

“Good boy,” he whispers. “Just like that. Take my fat cock.”

It’s like a warm blanket over my brain and I’m melting against him. He sinks deeper, sliding further and further into me, filling me to the brim.

I can feel the way my stomach bulges under me, the way my hole accepts his length. It’s like a high I never want to come down from. The ticklish brush of his fur against my skin has a shiver running up my spine.

“There you go. That’s it. You did so well, baby.” Arden grinds his hips, sliding his cock against my p-spot. He bottoms out. The press of his heavy groin against my ass shoves me harder into the ground.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasp, feeling him deep inside, grinding against my channel and using my body the way he wants.

It drives me nuts to know just how much pleasure my body can give him. His heavy cock slides backwards as he pulls out. I feel my stomach recede as the pressure dissipates but before I can catch my breath, Arden slams into me with a guttural growl. His hand finds the back of my head, his fingers curl into my hair as he makes a fist, pulling my neck up. Our eyes meet. He pumps his length into me without an ounce of mercy.

Arden watches me with an unblinking gaze, his eyes trained on my face. I can feel warm tears dripping down my cheeks, my breath panting from my lungs through parted lips. But I take each thrust.

Each time he draws back, his cock glides over that bundle of nerves that has my toes curling in my boots. My balls draw up, my dick leaks in my underwear and I let out a wanton moan.

“Harder, Daddy. Make me scream!” I cry out, desperate to fall over the edge.

Arden picks up his pace with punishing blows. My back arches, my hole clenches around his thick shaft and my body sings with the love pouring between us.

“Yes, baby. Take my cock like a good boy,” Arden huffs. “Fuck, your hole is tight.”

I shiver at his words, tensing my ring of muscle to show him just how tight I can get. Arden goes rigid above me, his thrusts shortening until he finds the spot deep in my guts.

The crown of his cock nudges it and I scream. It’s like an explosion of heat and ecstasy has gone off inside me. Over and over he hits that spot, taking me higher until my voice cracks and my balls ache, tightening until they hurt.

“I’m gonna come!” I yell.

The heat in my stomach pools low, the pressure inside my belly as his cock pumps into my loosening hole pulls me over the edge.

I come with a silent scream. With tears dripping down my cheeks, my vision whites. I can only feel the way Arden fucks me raw and deep.

His knot expands as he clamps his teeth against my shoulder. But the pressure doesn’t stay. Instead, he pulls out entirely with a wet slurp and showers my ass and gaping hole with his hot cum.

It feels never ending as he paints my skin. Marking me with his spend. I feel splashes of his release inside me as I try to tense my stretched rim.

“Mine,” Arden whispers in my ear and he releases his jaw from my shoulder.

“Mine,” I respond.

He purrs in agreement, his hands adjusting my underwear back in place but I giggle knowing it’s useless. Now with my pants torn right down the ass crack and the fabric covered in cum, these will have to be put in the fireplace.

“Baby?” Arden grasps at my waist pulling me back to my side, his large form hovering over me as his thumb swipes my chin.

“I’m okay.” I smile up at him. “But you’re carrying me all the way back.”