Page 12 of The Centaur’s Impulse

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“Repositioning you,” he said simply. “We’re just getting started.”

“We… We are?”

“Of course,” he smiled. “You don’t think I got your ass all stretched out just so I could fuck your mouth, did you?”

My cock, which had started to soften slightly after the intensity of what had just happened, immediately began to harden again at his words. The thought of what was coming next sent a mixture of anticipation and nervousness through me.

“I’ve never...” I started, then trailed off. What was I even trying to say? That I’d never been fucked before? That seemed obvious at this point.

“I know,” Dimitrios said, his voice carrying that same note of satisfaction I’d heard before. “That’s what makes this so perfect. You’re a blank slate. No bad experiences, no preconceived notions about how this should go. Just pure, untouched potential.”

He finished untying my wrists and helped me to my feet so I could stretch my legs for a moment. They felt unsteady, like they might give out at any moment, but the relief was immediate. Once I felt better, he guided me back onto the bed and had me lie on my back, my head resting on one of the pillows.

“Comfortable?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said, though comfortable wasn’t quite the right word. I was nervous and excited and terrified all at once.

He moved to position himself between my legs, his massive form casting a shadow over me in the candlelight. His purple cock was still hard, glistening with a fresh coat of lube. I swallowed hard, trying to remember to breathe.

“I’m going to go slow,” he said, his voice low and reassuring. “If it hurts too much, you tell me. Understood?”

“Understood,” I whispered.

He pressed the head of his cock against my entrance, and I felt my entire body tense up. He paused, waiting for me to adjust to just that much pressure.

“Breathe,” he reminded me gently.

I forced myself to take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. On the exhale, I felt him push inside me, just slightly. It was an intense stretch with a pressure and fullness that was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. It didn’t hurt exactly, but it was definitely more than I expected.

“That’s it,” he murmured, his hand stroking my chest. “You’re doing great. Just relax and let your body adjust.”

He waited there, not moving, giving me time to acclimate myself to the sensation of him inside me. Gradually, my body began to relax around him, and the initial discomfort started to fade into something else. Something that felt almost... good.

“Ready for more?” he asked.

I nodded, not trusting my voice.

He pushed deeper, inch by inch, and I gasped as he filled me completely. The sensation was overwhelming. I gripped the silk sheets beneath me, my knuckles white with tension.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” Dimitrios groaned. “And perfect. You feel incredible, AJ.”

His words sent a jolt of pleasure through me that surprised me with its intensity. He began to move, slowly at first, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in. Each thrust sent waves of sensation through my body, and I found myself moving in rhythm with him, meeting him halfway.

“That’s right,” he said, his pace gradually increasing. “Take it. Take all of me. I know you can.”

My cock, which had gone soft during the initial penetration, was now hard again, standing at attention between us. Dimitrios reached down and wrapped his hand around it, stroking me in time with his thrusts. The dual sensation of him fucking me while he jerked me off was almost too much to handle.

“Oh god,” I moaned, my head thrashing against the pillow. “Oh god, oh god⁠—”

“I know,” he said, and there was a smile in his voice. “Feels good, doesn’t it? Being filled up like this?”

“Yes,” I gasped. “Yes, it feels—fuck—it feels amazing.”

He continued, his thrusts becoming harder, more urgent. The sound of skin against skin filled the small room, mingling with our heavy breathing and the soft crackle of the candles. I was completely lost in the sensation of it all, in the overwhelming pleasure that was building in my core.

“I’m gonna cum again,” I warned, my voice strained.

“Do it,” Dimitrios commanded. “Cum for me, AJ. Show me how good I’m making you feel.”