I moaned and held still for him, submitting just as he had ordered.Iknew it was his seed, helping me open.Hiscream filled me, making the invasion of his thick cock possible.
And then theBeastgripped my hips in his huge hands and began to fuck me.
It was a slow, deep, powerful rhythm.Eachthrust drove him deeper, untilIfelt the head of his cock kissing a place inside meI’dnever known existed.
“Ah…ah…”Imoaned, unable to be silent as he plowed me.
My breasts swayed heavily with each powerful drive of his hips, his rough palms never leaving them, pinching and rolling my nipples until they were exquisitely sore.
His hot, panting breath washed over the back of my neck and shoulders—a constant reminder of the wild thing that had me.Thesounds we made together were audible—the wet, rhythmic slap of his furred hips against my ass…our combined ragged breathing…my own soft, involuntary cries as he filled me over and over.
I thought again of everyone in thePackwatching me—watching me get fucked by theBeast.Ishould care about that—Ishould be embarrassed—ashamed.Andpart of me was—but another, bigger part, didn’t care.MyHeatCyclewas peaking—urging me on—making me want this, even thoughIknewIshouldn’t.
“OhGod, please…please!”Ipanted, butIdidn’t know ifIwas begging him to stop or to keep going.
His heavy balls slapped against my sensitive, swollen clit with every deep thrust, the impact sending sparks of pleasure through my body.Soon, even shame and humiliation were distant memories.Therewas only this—the overwhelming fullness…the deep, internal frictio…and the building coil of pleasure in my belly.
Despite everything, my body was betraying me, climbing towards the peak.
“Close…I’mso close,”Isobbed, my head dropping.“OhGod, please,Ineed to come…make me come!”
TheBeastseemed to understand me.
With a final, deep roar that shook the ground, he drove forward one last time.Ifelt a huge, thick bulge—his knot—press against my stretched entrance, and then, with a sudden, shocking motion, it slid inside me.
That was all it took.
A long, low moan was torn from my throat as an orgasm of seismic proportions ripped through me.Mybody trembled violently, my inner walls clamping and milking the massive shaft inside me in frantic, rhythmic pulses, as if my very womb was begging to be flooded with his cum.
TheBeastgripped my hips hard enough to bruise and growled, a sound of pure, possessive triumph.
“MINE!”
And thenIfelt him begin to swell.Hisknot expanded impossibly huge inside me, locking us together—a thick, throbbing fist that stretched me even further, sealing him inside me.
He began to come again.
This time it wasn’t a gush—it was atorrent.Ascalding, endless flood that erupted from him with such forceIcould feel it hitting the deepest part of me.
The head of his cock was pressed directly against the mouth of my womb, and with each powerful jet,Ifelt a second, deeper yielding happening as my body opened, welcoming him in.
He was coming directly into my womb—filling me, breeding me, claiming me in a wayIhad never been claimed before.Itwas a violation and a completion—a horror and a blessing—all wrapped in a scorching, endless wave of release.
I lost track of time, of the crowd, of everything.Therewas only theBeastlocked inside me, the heat of his seed filling me to overflowing, and the stunning, soul-deep knowledge thatIhad been thoroughly, and irrevocably bred.
FIFTY-ONE
VIVIENNE
I don’t know how long it lasted—hours, maybe.Oncehe started filling me, theBeastwas reluctant to stop.Hisknot locked us together and there was no point in even struggling.Istayed whereIwas, on my hands and knees, my thighs spread wide to take him as he pumped his cum into me again and again and again.
In the end,IthinkImight have blacked out becauseIdon’t remember him withdrawing from me.Ido have a vague memory of looking up at the sky and realizing that the moon had moved—it was much lower on the horizon than it had been.
I also remember the feeling of his long, hot tongue cleaning my inner thighs and licking my pussy to seal it closed.Mylower belly was swelled with the amount of cum he’d pumped into me.Somuch so thatIhad what theWeresof somePackscall a “breeding bump.”
ButIbarely noticed.Ionly moaned softly as he made me come once more, teasing my swollen clit with his long tongue asIlay naked in the grass under the moonlight.
ThenIheard something that woke me up.Avoice from the trees said,