Chapter 163: Hellen Marks Me (R18)
Hellen positioned the blunt head at my entrance teasing torment, nudging my folds slicking itself generous with my cream, making it warmer for her to enter.
"Be Gentle, Hellen."
"I will, Emily."
"I am not kidding!"
"I am not kidding too. Don’t worry too much, Emily."
Then slow deliberate thrust—she pushed in steady controlled, stretch burning sharp sweet as she breached my tight ring inch by torturous inch, filling me so completely split-open full I saw white spots dancing. I gasped loudly, tears pricking hot at my eyes as I could only feel pain.
"It’s hurts! Mphhmm—"
Hellen kissed me lightly, exploring my mouths—it was soothing kiss. Hellen knew that I was relly feeling too much pain. After raining me with kisses, she asked, "Are you feeling, okay?"
"Yes... ahhh... move now...." My whole body’s constitution was changed—pain-pleasure mingling wild intoxicating, walls clenching greedy around her invading thickness hugging every vein.
"Fuck, you’re so impossibly tight—perfect little virgin cunt gripping me like a vice, sucking me in deeper," she groaned raw wrecked, bottoming out final with hips flush tight—me feeling the barrier give sharp twinge as she took my virginity clean and irreversible, pulling back slight to show the smear of blood mixed cream on her shaft glistening erotic proof.
"Look at that—your blood on my cock, all mine now." She thrust back in controlled slower this time, letting me adjust to the burning stretch, hands gripping my hips bruising possessive to hold me steady pinned.
"Get in now!"
"Woah, look at you. Emily, you like this too much, right?"
"Shut up!"
Pain faded quick into building fullness pure bliss, and she started moving experimental—shallow thrusts testing my limits first, then deeper harder rolling hips fluid, cock dragging every thick ridge against my inner walls sparking fire electric.
I wrapped legs tight around her waist pulling her impossibly closer, meeting her rhythm with hips lifting eager as she fucked me proper now building speed.
Her knot swelled, locking me completely.
"Yes—take it all, Emily, just like that," she grunted breathless praising, pace quickening brutal and relentless. Bed creaked loud protest under us heavy, hips snapping skin-slap loud echoing the dim room filthy rhythm.
She leaned down capture my mouth again rough devouring, swallowing my cries muffled as she pounded relentless deep—breasts bouncing wild each powerful thrust, nipples grazing her chest hair friction adding to the sensory overload madness.
I felt her everywhere utterly dominating—scent overwhelming dizzying, cock hitting so deep brushing that spot stars-explode behind eyes, slick gushing coat our thighs messy.
Nails raked down her back desperate wild leaving red trails angry welts, and she growled feral animal response fucking harder faster piston merciless.
"You’re mine now Emily—gonna mark you permanent so deep no one forgets," she panted hot ragged against my ear, teeth grazing lobe sharp tease promising more.
Thought alone sent me spiraling over edge—orgasm crashing brutal without mercy violent. I screamed her name raw shattered, pussy spasming vise-tight around her cock milking desperate rhythmic, waves ecstasy ripping through body trembling convulsing mess.
She thrust through it merciless prolonging the high till I sobbed oversensitive tears pleasure-pain.
But she held back iron will—pulled out slow deliberate her cock slick bloody-cream shine obscene in low light. "Side now—sleeping position, pup, where I can take you intimate," she ordered rough voice fully wrecked husky.
I obeyed instant rolling onto side spoon-vulnerable intimate trusting, her body molding perfect behind mine like lock-key, arm draping heavy over waist pull flush back against her heat radiating.
Cock nudged between thighs from rear slick entrance easy accommodating now—she thrust in smooth deeper new angle devastating, gasps escaped my lips as her cock hit spots untouched before fresh.
Fucking slow deep rolls hips grinding possessive—hand up front pinching nipple twist whine-sharp pleasure-pain delicious, rolling tugging relentless keeping me edged.
"Open that pretty mouth for me—taste yourself on alpha cock," she commanded husky wrecked, pulling out brief loss-whimper aching—shifting awkward but thrilling side-feed cock head to lips while body stayed spooned close.
It worked so intimate—lips stretching wide around her girth, tongue swirling eager to taste the virgin blood mixed with our fluids, salty-sweet and slick, utterly addictive.
I sucked eager with hollowed cheeks tight, her shallow thrusts causing that perfect jaw-ache, saliva dripping down my chin messy and slick as her hand tangled in my hair to hold me steady firm—her other hand slipped between my legs, fingers rubbing my clit in tight ruthless circles fast.
Dual overload built quick on my sensitive body—orgasm hit sudden with a muffled cry vibrating straight through her cock, her hips jerking hard with a deep groan.
She pulled out timely and slick, flipping me back onto my back before straddling my chest dominant, cock hovering over my face as she stroked furious and fast with a slick hand twisting at the base.
"Why did you full out? The knot has locked us in!"
"Not fully, Emily. I haven’t marled you. So, no."
"But..."
"Where do you want the mark, Emily—tell your alpha exactly, make it count," she rasped on a wrecked desperate edge.
"Neck—right there please, the curve where shoulder meets throat," I rasped back breathless, tilting my head to bare the perfect traditional bite-spot vulnerable.
Her teeth sank in merciless, breaking skin with sharp exquisite pain that bonded us—her cock swelled, and then erupted in hot thick heavy spurts of cum, painting my breasts in ropes that dripped warm and sticky, claiming me fully.
The mark-bond rushed like heat flooding my veins, permanent link snapping tight to intertwine our alpha-omega essences—I shuddered violently, claimed, cherished, the whole pack-start.
She licked the wound clean with soothing tongue laps, gentle and careful, in the afterglow haze as her body pressed heavy and tender in possessive wrap. Her hand stroked my hair soft and repetitive.
"Rest a bit now, love—such a good girl, took my cock and mark perfect the first time. So proud of you."
"Will others come today—Reyes, Ivory, all of them?" I asked breathy and dazed, curious, my body humming content with sore-sweet glow.
"Not today, princess—I’m the one with you the full day, all mine to ruin and cherish. Rest up deep before round two—I plan to fuck you slow till dawn." She kissed my forehead gentle and lingering, settling into spoon protective full wrap—silk sheets cool against cum-slick skin messy, sleep tugging heavy in satisfied bliss enveloping us.
