Conquered by the Werebear (BWWM Interracial Paranormal Shifter Werebear Alpha Male Erotic Romance) Read Online Free
Author: Champagne Jackson
down. He bent me over and there I was, on my hands and knees, my most private parts spread out before him. I felt him slide my ass cheeks open and I burned with shame as he admired my wet holes.
“Don’t you dare put a baby in me,” I blurted out. Ursinus let out a low, growling laugh.
“I wouldn’t dream of it, darling. I’m going to put this somewhere else.”
Back to that, I realized. I closed my eyes and braced myself as I felt the tip of his huge cock against my asshole. It began to press in, sliding in without too much difficulty. I was already relaxed, I suppose and what was more, his cock was covered in my saliva and his cum. Still, I felt like he was ripping me apart, only in a more pleasurable way that I truly expected.
“It’s too deep, Ursinus…” I whined as I felt the swollen base of his cock—his knot, like a dog’s—start to slide into my tight ass.
“Not deep enough, darling,” growled Ursinus as he allowed his cock to disappear deeper and deeper into my noble bowels. I shuddered, my muscles involuntarily tensing and clenching around his rod as he sodomized me. It was the most shameful thing for a Roman girl—what would my father think if he caught me now, receiving the inhuman cock of one of his gladiators into my most private, my most tender parts?
But I gritted my teeth and took his cock, trying to enjoy it. Before long, I realized I was—I loved the way it spread me open, the way it tore at my ass, and stretched my muscles deliciously, eliciting a deep ache beginning deep within my body that spread out along my nerves. I whimpered with each profound thrust of that magnificent tool, grunting like an animal when he embedded himself full inside of me.
“Well, that’s a pretty picture, isn’t it…” Ursinus growled and I could only imagine how lewd my pretty pink asshole must have looked, spread around his thick, throbbing bearhood.
Before I could reply, he began to thrust and gods, was that ever intense. I could only hang my head and bite my pillow to keep from screaming bloody murder as he pounded his rod deeper and deeper into my tightness, drilling me and slamming me. He had made me his, there was no doubt about it, and with each subsequent thrust, I felt myself melting further and further into him. I felt as though I were losing my identity, as though I were being subsumed into Ursinus himself. I disappeared into his scent, his grunts, the feeling of his sweaty, hairy skin pressed against my own flesh, warm and wet, as he bore down on me, driving his length into my most tender of spots.
And then, he was cumming. I could feel the thick, hot streams of cum spurting out of his cock, filling up my tight hole and my gut. He emptied himself into me and impossibly, it seemed as though he were cumming even more than he had before. What kind of man could possibly do that? I found myself wonder, though of course, I had my answer grunting atop me…
He pulled out of my ass with a slow, sickly satisfying pop. I gasped as my cavity suddenly closed. I had even realized how used to it, how comfortable I had gotten with his cock up my ass… I felt his cum dribbling out of my tortured, abused hole. My entire body trembled and when he got out of the bed, I desperately wanted him back.
“Now, my dear, I’ll bid you good night… You were very good about staying quiet, and for that, I thank you…” Ursinus said, wiping his cock with my sheets. I blushed, my eyes taking in his muscular, sweaty form.
“When will you be back?” I whispered, afraid to hear the answer. What answer did I want? Tomorrow night, perhaps, or never?
“Whenever I damned well feel like it, little one,” Ursinus growled with a grin. But I wasn’t done with him. I spread my legs wide, showing him my pink puss, spreading it wide with my fingers.
“You could die tomorrow,” I whispered. “My father might have you killed or you might die while training or
“Don’t you dare put a baby in me,” I blurted out. Ursinus let out a low, growling laugh.
“I wouldn’t dream of it, darling. I’m going to put this somewhere else.”
Back to that, I realized. I closed my eyes and braced myself as I felt the tip of his huge cock against my asshole. It began to press in, sliding in without too much difficulty. I was already relaxed, I suppose and what was more, his cock was covered in my saliva and his cum. Still, I felt like he was ripping me apart, only in a more pleasurable way that I truly expected.
“It’s too deep, Ursinus…” I whined as I felt the swollen base of his cock—his knot, like a dog’s—start to slide into my tight ass.
“Not deep enough, darling,” growled Ursinus as he allowed his cock to disappear deeper and deeper into my noble bowels. I shuddered, my muscles involuntarily tensing and clenching around his rod as he sodomized me. It was the most shameful thing for a Roman girl—what would my father think if he caught me now, receiving the inhuman cock of one of his gladiators into my most private, my most tender parts?
But I gritted my teeth and took his cock, trying to enjoy it. Before long, I realized I was—I loved the way it spread me open, the way it tore at my ass, and stretched my muscles deliciously, eliciting a deep ache beginning deep within my body that spread out along my nerves. I whimpered with each profound thrust of that magnificent tool, grunting like an animal when he embedded himself full inside of me.
“Well, that’s a pretty picture, isn’t it…” Ursinus growled and I could only imagine how lewd my pretty pink asshole must have looked, spread around his thick, throbbing bearhood.
Before I could reply, he began to thrust and gods, was that ever intense. I could only hang my head and bite my pillow to keep from screaming bloody murder as he pounded his rod deeper and deeper into my tightness, drilling me and slamming me. He had made me his, there was no doubt about it, and with each subsequent thrust, I felt myself melting further and further into him. I felt as though I were losing my identity, as though I were being subsumed into Ursinus himself. I disappeared into his scent, his grunts, the feeling of his sweaty, hairy skin pressed against my own flesh, warm and wet, as he bore down on me, driving his length into my most tender of spots.
And then, he was cumming. I could feel the thick, hot streams of cum spurting out of his cock, filling up my tight hole and my gut. He emptied himself into me and impossibly, it seemed as though he were cumming even more than he had before. What kind of man could possibly do that? I found myself wonder, though of course, I had my answer grunting atop me…
He pulled out of my ass with a slow, sickly satisfying pop. I gasped as my cavity suddenly closed. I had even realized how used to it, how comfortable I had gotten with his cock up my ass… I felt his cum dribbling out of my tortured, abused hole. My entire body trembled and when he got out of the bed, I desperately wanted him back.
“Now, my dear, I’ll bid you good night… You were very good about staying quiet, and for that, I thank you…” Ursinus said, wiping his cock with my sheets. I blushed, my eyes taking in his muscular, sweaty form.
“When will you be back?” I whispered, afraid to hear the answer. What answer did I want? Tomorrow night, perhaps, or never?
“Whenever I damned well feel like it, little one,” Ursinus growled with a grin. But I wasn’t done with him. I spread my legs wide, showing him my pink puss, spreading it wide with my fingers.
“You could die tomorrow,” I whispered. “My father might have you killed or you might die while training or
Readers choose
Roberta Trahan
L. J. Smith
Justin Cartwright
Callie Hutton
Ismaíl Kadaré
Anne Gracíe
Jennifer Greene
Margaret Peterson Haddix
Geoffrey Becker