Felicity's Beast World Apocalypse

Chapter 295: Spearing The Fox

His cock was a monstrous, veined thing, already weeping thick, viscous pre-cum that dripped onto her inner thigh, hot and claiming. The blunt, reddish head nudged against her soaked entrance, a brutal promise. He leaned down, his breath hot and ragged against her ear, smelling of her own arousal and raw male hunger. "Feel that, little bug?" he snarled, grinding the thick crown against her clit, making her jerk violently. "That’s reality. That’s your fucking owner claiming what’s his. No more phantoms, no more visions. Just my cock splitting you open."

She grabbed his forearms, nails biting into corded muscle, and the sound that left her was embarrassingly close to a whine.

His red gaze swept over her face, drinking in every twitch, every flush. A smile pulled at his mouth, dangerous and adoring in equal measure. "There she is."

He didn’t fuck her. He speared her.

One savage, unyielding thrust buried him to the fucking root. Her scream tore through the air, raw and ragged, as her tight cunt was brutally stretched around his invading girth. It burned, a white-hot agony-pleasure that ripped through her core, stealing her breath, her thoughts, everything. He didn’t pause. Didn’t give her a second to adjust. He pulled back, dragging ridges of flesh against her sensitive walls, making her sob, then slammed home again with a wet, meaty thwack that echoed off the stone walls.

"Fuck!" he roared, actually roared, the sound more beast than man. His hips pistoned, a relentless, punishing rhythm that hammered her cervix, each brutal plunge forcing choked cries from her throat. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of her hips, sure to leave deep, possessive bruises. "Take it! Take every fucking inch! Milk my cock with that greedy little hole!"

His thrusts were short, savage, and deep, designed to own, to bruise, to brand. Sweat slicked his corded muscles, gleaming on his broad chest, dripping onto her heaving breasts. He watched her face, mesmerised by the agony and dawning, unwilling pleasure twisting her beautiful features. Her eyes were glazed, unfocused, tears tracking through the flush on her cheeks. Perfect. Broken. His.

"Look at you," he grunted, punctuating each word with a jarring thrust that made her teeth rattle. "Look at this fucking cunt swallowing me whole. So fucking hungry. Been dreaming of this, haven’t you? Dreaming of being properly ruined." He leaned down again, teeth grazing the frantic pulse in her neck. "Forget your name," he hissed, biting down hard enough to draw blood, the coppery tang mixing with the scent of sex. "You’re just mine now. My flesh. My wet hole. Say it!"

She sobbed the words out between thrusts. "Yours-fu-ck i -i-i-im yours, haah- ."

He angled his hips, grinding the thick base of his cock against her clit with every brutal inward surge. The sudden, shocking friction ripped a ragged scream from her, her body bowing off the furs. Pleasure, sharp and electric, detonated deep in her belly, warring violently with the overwhelming stretch, the raw intensity of his possession. Her inner muscles clenched involuntarily around his invading shaft, a spastic, desperate flutter.

"Yeah!" he roared, feeling her cunt clamp down, trying to milk him. "That’s it! Squeeze your owner’s cock! Milk me dry, you fucking greedy angel!" His pace became frenzied, brutal. The wet slap of flesh on flesh,Balls slapped her ass, the guttural grunts tearing from his throat, her high-pitched, broken whimpers, it was a symphony of raw, animalistic claiming. His balls tightened, slapping against her ass with each powerful drive. He could feel the pressure building, volcanic, unstoppable. He wasn’t just going to fuck her. He was going to flood her. Fill her womb with his seed, paint her insides white, leave his mark so deep inside her she’d feel it for days. A permanent fucking reminder.

He reared back, lifting her hips higher, driving deeper than before, grinding against her very core. His voice was a guttural snarl, thick with impending release. "Gonna pump you full... gonna cum in this tight cunt... mark you inside and out... mine!" His rhythm faltered, becoming erratic, savage jerks. His cock pulsed violently within her, thick veins throbbing against her stretched walls. He threw his head back, tendons standing out in his neck, and roared his triumph to the rafters as the first scalding rope of cum erupted deep inside her, painting her womb white-hot. Jet after jet followed, flooding her channel, a hot, possessive tide claiming her deepest recesses. He kept thrusting, fucking his seed deeper, grinding his pelvis against her clit as he emptied himself completely inside her trembling, conquered body.

But he wasn’t finished. His cock throbbed again, swelling impossibly larger as another surge of seed erupted from him. And another. And another. His balls tightened, pumping rope after rope of his essence deep into her womb, flooding her until she could feel the hot, viscous fluid beginning to seep past where their bodies joined. Still, he kept cumming, his cock twitching violently with each new eruption, his eyes rolling back with the sheer intensity of his release.

"Fuck... fuck..." he growled, watching in primal satisfaction as his seed finally began to overflow, dripping down her thighs and onto the furs beneath them. "Taking it all... so fucking perfect..."

With agonising slowness, he pulled out, his massive cock glistening with both their fluids. Even then, more thick ropes of his cum followed, splattering across her stomach, her breasts, her beautiful face. Felicity lay there, utterly spent, her body glistening with his mark. Her lips curved into a dreamy smile, her eyes barely able to focus.

"I love you, Dimitri," she whispered, her voice barely audible, before her eyelids fluttered closed and she sank into unconsciousness, overwhelmed by pleasure.

Dimitri stared down at what he had accomplished. His hand moved to her rounded stomach, feeling the warmth of his seed inside her. "I love you too, Felicity," he murmured, a savage satisfaction in his voice. "It was real, and she is mine officially."