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A piercing scream rips through my lungs when his teeth enter my flesh the moment he impales me on his cock.

Part Three

Chapter

Nineteen

Benji

Pain never finds me.

Orion goes rigid, somehow buried deep inside my ass, as though my scream of terror brought him to his senses. He retracts his teeth and begins to pull out, which only makes me panic.

“No!” I shout, backing up against him. “Please don't.”

“I have injured you.” His voice is guttural, strained, and the shame twists something in my chest.

“You didn't. I'm… I don't know, but Orion, please don't stop.”

“You do not hurt?”

Glancing over my shoulder, I meet his glowing gaze. “Surprisingly, no.” Though I don't know how. “It would hurt more if you pulled out, I think. I need you to move.”

“Move,” he repeats, shifting his hips forward. “This?”

“God, yes.” His cock slides deeper, and my eyes roll back in my head. “That. Jesus. I need it.”

Rumbling low, Orion repeats the movement, and from the way his breath hitches, I can tell it feels just as good for him as it does for me.

“I do not know what to do,” he grunts.

“Exactly what you're doing. Don't hold back, I can't… fuck, how does it even⁠—”

My babbling cuts off when he pushes forward, pressing me into the ground. A keening moan leaves my mouth, and I rock against him desperately, needing to feel all of his entire length inside me. It's not even a want at this point. Some instinctual, biological urge has taken over, driving all action, and I can't fight it even if I tried.

Neither can Orion. His cock slams into me, so large that I feel it in my stomach. And even though I should be fucking terrified of that, it only makes me feral. The knot at the base of his shaft bounces off my hole every time my monster fucks me into the dirt, and with each near miss, I whimper.

His claws flex, gravel bunching up from where he uses them as an anchor in the earth to fuck me harder. Heavy growls of pleasure fill my ears, hot breath on the back of my neck as he chases the same thing I am, both of us aching to get his knot inside me.

But he's holding back; I can feel it.

There's a chaotic rhythm to his thrusts, like he's using all of his strength to keep from crushing me, and I find that I hate it. Even as his length completely fills me fuller than should be humanly possible, it's not enough. There's still a throbbing, empty void inside me, and I can't… I need…

“More,” I choke out, digging my own fingers into the dust as I meet Orion's pistoning hips pulse for pulse.

“You… will… hurt,” he pants between thrusts, that damn knot of his sliding along my crease; close yet so fucking far away.

“Don't care. Give it to me, Orion.”

“I cannot⁠—”

“Stop thinking, goddammit, and give it to me. Please.”

That's all it takes for him to snap.

Retracting a set of claws, Orion releases his grip on the ground and wraps a massive hand around my waist. His palm is so large it spans my entire ribcage, fingers damn near wrapping completely around my torso. With a roar loud enough to shake the mountain, he picks me up with one arm and uses my body like a cock sleeve.

My limbs flail from the force of it, a scream of pleasure punching out of my lungs. The sound doesn't even make him pause this time. Blood spills from his bite, crimson rolling down my chest almost as violently as the slick down my thighs that coats my taint and balls.