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Only then did he break free with a satisfied ‘pop’. Sandy’s hips dropped back, legs falling open, as Rane climbed over her. Smirking so smugly. As she watched, he slowly licked his lips. Savoring the flavor of her juices that she could see smeared across his face.

“Can I have you?” He asked, voice rough, but controlled. Like he really might stop if she didn’t give him permission.

“Yes,” she breathed, reaching for him.

He smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down for a slow, deep kiss as he used his newly freed claws to slice off her shirt and bra. She shivered at the brush of air followed by the warmth of his heavy body pressing her into the bed. Still kissing her so hungrily, like he was trying to consume her, as she dug her nails into his back.

She grasped for the hem of his pants, but she couldn’t reach his belts and didn’t have his handy claws to rip them off. It frustrated her to the point that she just grabbed and tugged in a fruitless attempt to rip them off.

Rane chuckled, reaching down to help her. She thought he’d treat his clothing with the same reckless care as he had hers, but no. He broke the kiss, making her whine, as he sat up to remove them the proper way.

It was disappointing, but this angle of him, on his knees between her legs, towering over her, she got a perfect view of his marvelous chest. Rippling pectorals, washboard abs, those amazing lines that led right to his groin. What were those? God’s gift to women might be true, but it did seem a bit too long. But her brain couldn’t think of a better name as she was tracing her middle fingers up them, practically purring as his eyes burned with approval.

Then, his pants, now loosened, dropped. The belts were tossed away allowing the soft fabric to pool around his knees. But she wasn’t paying attention. The breath was caught in her throat as she stared at the monster facing her.

The only good news was that, judging from the flaccid shadow and comparing it to the club proudly standing now, Rane was a shower, not a grower. The bad news was that still meant that she was being faced with a log.

His cock was thick, and heavily ridged. It also lacked a distinctive head, coming to a slightly rounded, flattened, blunt end with a long hole in the middle. The very sight of it sent shivers down her spine. Partly from excitement, partly from concern.

Rane leaned on his hand, letting him lift his knees so he could pull his pants down. First one leg, then the other. He tossed them away, then held himself over her on both hands. That monster resting on her belly. Hot and heavy and threatening. It reached up past her belly button.

Sandy shivered. His fingers suddenly seemed a lot smaller than they had just moments ago.

“I’ll go easy on you,” Rane promised, moving his legs between hers. Pushing them apart and reaching between to grasp his cock. His hands, which had seemed so huge just moments ago, grasped the hard shaft and stroked slowly up and down.

He tapped it against her belly. Making her gasp and whimper. She was dripping down her ass crack, wanting it even as she was afraid of it.

“I’ll go slow,” Rane promised, shifting his hips so he could drag the top of his cock up and down her slit. Soaking it in her wetness.

“Fuck,” Sandy gasped, grabbing onto his torso.

But she didn’t try to stop him as he lined himself up. He pushed, but the head just slid upwards, making his dick stroke across her clit. She whimpered.

“It’s okay,” he purred, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Relax your muscles. Let me in.”

Much easier said than done. Doing a reverse Kegel wasn’t anything close to relaxing, but she tensed her belly, trying to will herself into opening for him. She wasn’t sure that she succeeded, however, when his cock slipped off a second time.

“Rane,” she begged, shaking at the drag of those ridges across her clit.

He just chuckled. He adjusted his grip, holding the shaft closer to the head. This time, when he pushed, it couldn’t slide. It had nowhere to go but forward.

With a grunt, he forced himself in just a couple inches while Sandy cried out. The stretch was incredible, dancing on a line between burning agony and consuming pleasure. Her thighs shook as they clenched against him. Her pussy spasmed and rippled, trying to force out the huge invader, as every nerve in her body screamed.

“There you are,” Rane groaned, releasing his cock to grab her by the hip instead, holding her in place as he began to slowly rock his hips. Barely moving his cock. But it was so huge, it was carving out a place inside her, and she couldn’t fight it.

“Rane, wait…” She gasped, head falling back.

“No, no,” he tsked, grabbing her by the hair and forcing her to look down. To stare at the connection between them. The obscene way he spread her pussy lips. The sheer length of him that was still sticking out of her. “I told you to watch.”

Chapter 16

Rane

It was the first time Rane had seen Sandy out of control. His normally untouchable female, so aloof and unflappable, was at his mercy. He was breaking her with his cock, destroying her mask of indifference and pride.

Her eyes were wide, her mouth open, cheeks blazing. Her hair, so different from his feathers, was easily clutched in his fist, allowing him to direct her head where he wanted. Making her watch as he forced himself into her tight hole.

And it was indeed a forceful action, because she was tight. It was painful, the harsh clutch of her tiny little cunt gasping onto his cock. But it was also incredible. He fought the urge to slam deep, not wanting to hurt her, but it was difficult. Her heat, her slick, the relentless massage of her muscles as they protested his entrance – was too good.

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