Free Web NovelChapter 20: Chapter 20: The Awakening of Pleasure
Kellar stopped playing the detached protector. The moment Mila pushed her wet, trembling hips back into his groin, her patience shattered. His left hand slid down from her soft abdomen, his thick fingers gripping the smooth curve of her bare hip with a hold that pinned her tight against his towering, throbbing shaft.
He leaned his head down, burying his face into the side of her neck. He didn’t bite or grab like the rough, unrefined hunters of her tribe; Instead, his lips pressed against her heated skin, tasting the subtle salt of her sweat as he began a slow, deliberate trail of wet kisses upward toward the sensitive lobe of her ear.
Mila let out a ragged, trembling gasp, her knees buckling beneath her weight. She gripped Kellar’s muscular forearms for support, her body shaking so she could barely keep her feet planted on the mossy ground.
She had no idea what was happening to her body. To the primitive minds of the Fire Bear Tribe, the act of coupling was a cold, functional chore—a swift, painful necessity performed in the dark corners of the lodge solely to produce strong hunters and healthy gatherers for the winter stores.
No man had ever wasted time holding a woman like this. No hunter had ever used his lips to explore a maiden’s skin, and she certainly had never heard of a woman feeling a rising, suffocating heat in her chest before a single inch of a man’s weapon had even penetrated her inner womb.
Kellar’s teeth grazed the edge of her earlobe, his hot breath sending a electrical shock straight down her spine.
"You’re burning up, Mila," Kellar whispered, his deep voice vibrating right against her ear canal as his veiny rod throbbed hard against her drenched outer lips. "An engine needs fuel to ignite, but you... you’re already melting before I’ve even started the fire."
Mila couldn’t speak. Her primitive brain was short-circuiting under the overwhelming onslaught of pleasure. She remained perfectly still, her head tilted back against her shoulders as she let him feast on her neck, her breath escaping her in short, needy whimpers as she realized that her body was becoming enslaved to his touch.
Kellar’s hand slid lower, his thick fingers wrapping around the side of her thigh, lifting her leg to open her up to his frame. His monstrous, veiny shaft rubbed heavily against her dripping slit, the friction gathering her thick, maiden juices until the junction between them was a slick, soaking mess.
Mila whimpered, her fingers clawing into his forearms as her head rolled back onto his shoulder.
"Kellar... it hurts to breathe," she muttered, her primitive vocabulary failing to describe the wild, suffocating pleasure building in her lower abdomen. "What are you doing to me? My body... it feels like it’s melting into the dirt."
"I’m showing you how a real master claims his prize, Mila," Kellar whispered, his voice dark and dripping with dominance. "The hunters in the village treat women like livestock. But you... you’re going to be the finest instrument I’ve ever engineered."
He didn’t rush. He kept up the slow, agonizing friction, his hard chest grinding against her bare back while his lips trailed down to the curve of her shoulder, leaving a dark red mark on her sun-kissed skin. Mila’s breath came in ragged, desperate gasps. The thin leather thong she wore was soaked through, pushed aside by the sheer girth of his erection as the massive purple head continuously pressed against her entrance, teasing the tight, unprimed ring of her flesh.
With a shift in his stance, Kellar drove his hips forward just a fraction of an inch, testing her elasticity. The blunt force of his thickness stretched her outer lips wide, burying the head of his massive rod just deep enough to let her feel the terrifying scale of what was about to conquer her.
Mila let out a sharp, high-pitched cry, her toes curling into the moss.
"This is going to hurt just for a second," Kellar whispered, his voice low and devoid of hesitation. "Brace yourself."
Before Mila could even process the warning, Kellar wrapped both of his thick, muscular arms around her bare waist, lifting her lower body off the mossy ground. With a single, explosive drive of his hips, he dropped her straight down onto his monstrous, fully erect shaft.
Thud!
The massive purple head punched clean through her tight, untouched hymen, burying the veiny length of his rod deep inside her narrow, unprimed core until his hairy groin slammed against her round buttocks.
Mila’s eyes flew wide open, her jaw dropping as a sharp, shattering scream ripped from her lungs, echoing through the quiet pine forest. The sheer volume of his thickness stretched her internal walls past their limits, pinning her womb against the base of his shaft. For a split second, she felt a burning flash of pain, but it was instantly drowned by an overwhelming, suffocating wave of hot, electric pleasure that made her head roll back in shock.
Kellar didn’t give her a chance to recover. Holding her suspended in the air by her hips, he began to slam his groin into her ass with brutal, rhythmic force.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
The wet, slapping sound of their bare flesh echoed loudly against the rushing stream. Mila’s firm breasts bounced wildly with every heavy thrust, her dark nipples trembling in the cool air as Kellar drilled into her tight center. She was crying out now, her primitive screams melting into loud, shameless whimpers of pure ecstasy as her maiden walls desperately clamped down around his thick length, weeping a torrent of juices that made each strike slicker and louder than the last.
"You are mine now, Mila," Kellar growled, his hands digging into her hips as he pounded her without mercy. "Your mind, your spear, and this body belong to me. Say it."
"Y-Yes...! Kellar... Ah! I am... I am yours!" Mila cried out, her psychological defense shattering under his dominance.
The fierce, independent girl who wanted to prove her worth to the clan was gone; in her place was a broken, drooling maiden, helplessly grinding her ass backward against his brutal rod addicted to the pleasure of her master’s engineering.
