slowly, shallowly, over and over again.
She couldn’t handle any more. She had to come soon or she would die from sensory overload. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
He lifted his head. She licked her lips and watched as he used his fingers to tease her further, pulling at her tight nipples until they were red and every brutal tweak sent a fierce spike of pleasure-pain to her full, throbbing pussy.
“Beg me again to fuck ye,” he growled, grinding hard against her pelvis. “Tell me ye want it fast and rough. That ye aren’t afraid of the animal inside me.”
“Please, Dougald,” she answered, rubbing her breasts against his chest. “I’m not afraid.”
“Lord forgive me,” He kissed her as if to seal the deal . “Ye should be and ye will be,” he promised in an ominous voice. “But it won’t save ye now.”
“What do you—?”
He lifted her off his thighs and jerked her around until she faced the dark shadows of the woods.
“Get on yer knees,” he ordered. His hand fell between her shoulder blades, pushing her forward until she obeyed.
The position made her feel vulnerable and defenseless. For the first time since he’d carried her from the horror of the devil circle, Lucy was supremely conscious of her nakedness. She felt the dirt on her palms and her knees. Her breasts swayed as Dougald took her hips in his hands.
She thought he would take her right away and bit her lip, tilting her head back as she waited for the head of his cock to penetrate her from behind.
But instead, he smoothed both hands over her back and down to her ass. “Higher,” he rumbled. “Get that arse in the air.”
“Oh God.” She did as he asked, resting on her elbows and lowering her chest until the tops of her breasts skimmed the ground. She spread her knees wider too, ready and willing to take him inside her.
He surprised her again when he spread her ass cheeks with his fingers and lowered his face between her thighs. “Oh fuck.” She cried out with every stab and stroke of his tongue into the dripping core of her pussy until she was coming on his face and he was drinking up each one of her shuddering tremors.
Before she was completely finished, he positioned himself behind her and finally— finally —he pushed his cock past the swollen lips of her pussy, driving forward in one smooth motion until he was seated to the balls.
“Yes, oh yes.” She loved the stretched fullness of him inside her, loved the way he could make her feel so free and abandoned. His raw wildness seemed to flow right into her and she held on, not wanting to give it up.
His hips thrust forward and back as he pushed himself harder and harder, deeper and deeper. Lucy was rushing fast toward another orgasm and nearly jumped off the deep end when Dougald leaned over her and fingered her clit, circling it and pinching it until she called his name and begged for release.
She felt his mouth close over her neck and angled her head to the side to give him better access.
His every muscle seemed to tense and finally he let out a savage roar that echoed all around her and inside her. She felt the violent spasms of his cock going off and the warm flush of his seed. She had a moment of panic that they hadn’t used protection, but it was obliterated by the wave upon wave of molten pleasure flooding all her senses.
Just as her pussy started to contract and she tumbled headlong into another orgasm, his teeth closed over her shoulder.
Lucy screamed as he bit through skin right to the bone and she felt the vibration of his fractured growl against her. She bucked against him but she couldn’t escape either the ecstasy or the agony. Her arm felt like it was being torn off, but at the same time she’d never experienced a climax so overwhelming.
He slammed into her again and again, his body just as hard as it had been before he’d come, as if the taste of her blood was getting him off.
She’d come down from her own high. Her arms trembled
She couldn’t handle any more. She had to come soon or she would die from sensory overload. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
He lifted his head. She licked her lips and watched as he used his fingers to tease her further, pulling at her tight nipples until they were red and every brutal tweak sent a fierce spike of pleasure-pain to her full, throbbing pussy.
“Beg me again to fuck ye,” he growled, grinding hard against her pelvis. “Tell me ye want it fast and rough. That ye aren’t afraid of the animal inside me.”
“Please, Dougald,” she answered, rubbing her breasts against his chest. “I’m not afraid.”
“Lord forgive me,” He kissed her as if to seal the deal . “Ye should be and ye will be,” he promised in an ominous voice. “But it won’t save ye now.”
“What do you—?”
He lifted her off his thighs and jerked her around until she faced the dark shadows of the woods.
“Get on yer knees,” he ordered. His hand fell between her shoulder blades, pushing her forward until she obeyed.
The position made her feel vulnerable and defenseless. For the first time since he’d carried her from the horror of the devil circle, Lucy was supremely conscious of her nakedness. She felt the dirt on her palms and her knees. Her breasts swayed as Dougald took her hips in his hands.
She thought he would take her right away and bit her lip, tilting her head back as she waited for the head of his cock to penetrate her from behind.
But instead, he smoothed both hands over her back and down to her ass. “Higher,” he rumbled. “Get that arse in the air.”
“Oh God.” She did as he asked, resting on her elbows and lowering her chest until the tops of her breasts skimmed the ground. She spread her knees wider too, ready and willing to take him inside her.
He surprised her again when he spread her ass cheeks with his fingers and lowered his face between her thighs. “Oh fuck.” She cried out with every stab and stroke of his tongue into the dripping core of her pussy until she was coming on his face and he was drinking up each one of her shuddering tremors.
Before she was completely finished, he positioned himself behind her and finally— finally —he pushed his cock past the swollen lips of her pussy, driving forward in one smooth motion until he was seated to the balls.
“Yes, oh yes.” She loved the stretched fullness of him inside her, loved the way he could make her feel so free and abandoned. His raw wildness seemed to flow right into her and she held on, not wanting to give it up.
His hips thrust forward and back as he pushed himself harder and harder, deeper and deeper. Lucy was rushing fast toward another orgasm and nearly jumped off the deep end when Dougald leaned over her and fingered her clit, circling it and pinching it until she called his name and begged for release.
She felt his mouth close over her neck and angled her head to the side to give him better access.
His every muscle seemed to tense and finally he let out a savage roar that echoed all around her and inside her. She felt the violent spasms of his cock going off and the warm flush of his seed. She had a moment of panic that they hadn’t used protection, but it was obliterated by the wave upon wave of molten pleasure flooding all her senses.
Just as her pussy started to contract and she tumbled headlong into another orgasm, his teeth closed over her shoulder.
Lucy screamed as he bit through skin right to the bone and she felt the vibration of his fractured growl against her. She bucked against him but she couldn’t escape either the ecstasy or the agony. Her arm felt like it was being torn off, but at the same time she’d never experienced a climax so overwhelming.
He slammed into her again and again, his body just as hard as it had been before he’d come, as if the taste of her blood was getting him off.
She’d come down from her own high. Her arms trembled