“It’ll break me in half.”
“Good. Let the entire camp hear your cries.”
My cheeks flushed. “. . . You heathen.”
He flashed a hint of a smile—the most I was going to get out of the surly demolitionist—and wrapped his hands around my thighs. His oversized cock pressed against my middle,embedding into my flesh, both of us slick and dripping with desire.
Then Vallan unceremoniously hoisted me airborne. My feet kicked the air and I yelped as he lifted me higher and higher. I was not a light, frail woman, rather a stout, tall, full-figured one who worked endlessly to keep my body fit and ready for battle.
Vallan didn’t give a single shit about my size—he embraced my curves. He didn’t show any effort in lifting me, biceps cording with protruding veins. He let out nary a grunt as my thick thighs came to rest on his shoulders.
My head hit the top of the tent, getting lost in the tarp, and I batted it away, crouching low with a gasp—
As his face shoved between my legs and licked my pussy clean. Sensations zagged through me in a jagged bolt at that first intimate touch. I wrapped my arms around his head and hugged him to me.
His beard tickled my lips, his tongue did all the work. I could hear himslurping, drinking my cycle-blood like it was the sweetest nectar, showing no sign of disgust—only slick depravity and need.
“Spirits and deities, Vallan!” I choked out with my mouth falling open.
“The spirits and deities won’t save you from this, girl.” His hands dug into my wide ass cheeks, keeping me airborne and hunched on his shoulders like a toy for him. “Nothing will,” he finished with a muffled rasp.
Vallan’s mouth was a vacuum against my cunt and clit, ravenously probing and laving and flicking his tongue about. It made me squirm and spasm, jolting with a sudden orgasm that wreaked havoc through my system. I blinked wildly to keep my eyes from rolling.
He pulled his face back abruptly with a satisfied roar, sending a spray of my cycle-blood streaming through the airbehind him. Some of my Loreblood landed on the pile of silver he had nearby and I vaguely heard the silversizzling.
Vallan took a step forward, bringing me with him—
And then I was falling.Fast.
I shouted as his hands deftly slid from my ass to my spine. He brought me down off his shoulders without warning and I had the vague notion of my feet kicking toward the tarp ceiling above me.
My back landed on the cot with a harshthud. Before I could wince in pain he was folding me in on myself, pushing my legs backward until my knees pressed against my tits. My feet twitched near my shoulders, framing my face.
“Fuck!” I cried, gawking as my eyes roved down between us. His huge cock descended from between his legs, sliding against my ass. Vallan crouched and pressed forward, standing but putting his weight on the backs of my thighs. He held me by the ankles, taking complete control, which I knew was a dangerous proposition for such a bloodthirsty man.
My blood trickled down his chin and he finally showed me the first grin I’d ever seen. It was a wicked thing without remorse or humor. His smile only promised grim certainty and unchained pleasure.
Then his broad cockhead pressed against my entrance and I jolted. “Shit, you’re too big, you awful bastard!”
He shoved inside me, turning my wail into a silent gawk of disbelief. His cock stretched and reshaped my pussy to his liking. “I’ll make sure you never forget this, silverblood.”
How could I, when he was so deep in my guts on the first downward thrust that I nearly lost consciousness? The world went white when my eyes clamped shut, a grimace of pain masking my features.
He pulled back and railed into me again, his muscled thighs slapping against mine and ringing out with a loud thunderclapof flesh. Every buck of Vallan’s hips brought him deeper and deeper inside my slick cunt. I wasn’t sure if he ever managed to bottom out inside me because all I could feel was the intensity of his size stretching my walls and filling me completely.
He had me pinned down, knees against my tits, exposing my large ass and widened cunt to him. He pounded into me with mad fervor, and every deep plunge of his cock made me moan and cry out in shock, pain, and pleasure.
When he hopped onto the bed and crouched even lower, I knew I was in trouble. His hands lifted me by the ankles, dragging me to the end of the cot so he could demolish me at a new angle.
“We call this a mating squeeze, because it’s what we do to guarantee our prey gets bred like they’re meant to,” he informed me.
My head shook, eyes rolling now the annihilation had begun. “Fuck. Oh,fuck!”
Everything went blurry and dizzy as he rammed his cock into me in broad, long strokes, slapping his fat balls against my asshole while coring me out completely.
I came again, toes curling near my face, legs shaking uncontrollably as I sank deeper and deeper into the cot. The sounds of our sex carried into the camp outside, and I was mortified at what Cordea or the working interfolk would think once I walked out of here.
IfI walk out of here!
