Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 85108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85108 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Andi leaned into it. If the Fume was making her want to get fucked, then she wasn’t going to fight it—not anymore. She deliberately filled her mind with the memory of how she and Thrax had been grinding against each other only an hour before and gave herself to the moment.
“Thrax, please!” she moaned again. “Oh God, please! You’re in me so deep!”
Her partner made no answer—he just kept fucking, a low growl rising from his throat as he plowed into her again and again. Andi moaned and writhed beneath him. She felt stretched to the limit and beyond and with every thrust his heavy balls slapped against her spread pussy, teasing her swollen clit and bringing her closer and closer to the edge. God, was she actually going to come like this? It seemed hard to believe but Andi thought she was.
And then Thrax rammed home inside her and she felt something hot and wet spurting in her—filling her and flooding her as her partner came inside her unprotected pussy.
Somehow, the feeling of being so opened and owned—of being bred like an animal—made Andi come too. The pleasure that had been building suddenly crashed through her, causing her inner walls to spasm around the thick invader of her partner’s cock—almost like she was milking him to try and get every last drop of his seed in her womb.
“Thrax!” she moaned helplessly, collapsing lower, her head lying on her arms with her ass still in the air as he continued to fill her. “Oh my God, you’re coming in me so deep! You’re breeding me!”
There was no other word for what her partner was doing to her—no other term that fit. As the pleasure of her orgasm began to fade, Andi felt his hot cream running down her thighs in rivulets as he continued to pump his seed inside her.
“Look at that—do you see? He is a big producer after all!” she heard Queen Pantyitch exclaim.
“Of course he is—all Kindred are,” Mistress Stoneheart said coolly. “Which that little bitch found out the hard way,” she added, sneering at Andi.
Andi closed her eyes and turned her head away from them. At least it was over now, she told herself. Thrax had come inside her—he’d spent himself. Surely he would pull out of her soon…wouldn’t he?
But her partner’s shaft wasn’t getting any softer inside her. In fact, if anything it felt even harder than it had been before he’d come. Andi couldn’t understand it—her ex, Brian, had wilted like a week-old celery stalk left out of the refrigerator the moment he shot his load. How could Thrax pump so much cum into her and still be hard?
“You—did I tell you to stop fucking her?” she heard Mistress Stoneheart snap at Thrax. “I know male Kindred can go again and again—fuck her some more. I want you to keep it up until I tell you to stop!”
As her partner began to thrust again, Andi couldn’t help moaning. She already felt so tender inside! She’d never been pounded like this before—she wasn’t used to it. Even the Fume couldn’t keep her from wincing and trying to get away—not that she could get anywhere with Thrax’s fingers digging into her hips and holding her in place. She was certain she was going to have ten finger-shaped bruises on her skin the next day. If there was a next day.
Was this ever going to end?
Andi had no answers and all she could do was moan as Thrax continued to take her from behind, plowing into her open pussy ruthlessly over and over and over again…
26
THRAX
Thrax was in hell. He was hurting his partner—taking her against her will! He could feel Andi trying to get away and still he couldn’t stop pumping into her—couldn’t stop using her soft little body like she was nothing but a fuck toy he meant to discard when he was done. He hated himself but he couldn’t even slow down—he had to keep pumping inside her like a machine because his Mistress had ordered him to.
The only thing he could do was to keep from knotting her. Since Mistress Stoneheart hadn’t expressly ordered him to thrust his knot inside her, he was able to withhold it. And since Andi’s soft little pussy was already stretched to the limit around his shaft, he was grateful that he didn’t have to force the knot inside as well.
The worst thing—besides the way he was hurting her—was the fact that his body was getting pleasure from what he was doing. This was the same way he’d felt when the Mistress had trained him sexually, Thrax thought. Sexual pleasure pooled like venom in his soul, all twisted up with shame and self-hatred until he felt like he might explode from the pressure building up like hot lava inside him!