Page 16 of Holiday Intrusion


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“No-oh-w!”

Again he eases off, then rocks his hips forward once more, over and over in an unrelenting rhythm, giving me a second’s respite in between bouts of painful pressure. It’s enough to make it bearable, enough to allow my body to take over again and attempt to obey his demand to relax my pelvis.

Slowly the burn of his attempted penetration softens to discomfort, and my whimpers lose some of the panicked edge.

“That’s it,” the intruder rasps against my ear. He strokes a hand between my breasts, over my stomach, and down to my mound. “You need this as badly as I do. I’ll show you.”

When he flicks a thumb over my exposed clit, I shudder at the raw sensation. But despite being so thoroughly wrung for orgasms from his previous ministrations, a shiver of pleasure runs through my little bud at his uninvited touch.

“Oh—mmh.”I mewl at the confusing mix of sensations as he continues gently rubbing my clit while he rocks his cock against my stretched pussy. The zings of pleasure distract from my discomfort, and soon I feel the first stirring of another orgasm.

I don’t know how he does it—how he tantalizes my overspent nerves and makes me yearn. I moan into his neck and rock my hips up for more, my focus slipping from the threat of penetration to the promise of pleasure.

It’s exactly what he’s been waiting for.

The moment I cant up against his thumb, he brings his hips down hard. Once again his cockhead catches in my opening, but this time instead of easing off, he uses our combined momentum—and shoves through my tight hole.

TEN

MISTLE…OOOH!

Blazing agony sears up my spine as my opening is forced much too wide. I shriek and thrash to dislodge him, but there’s no saving my poor pussy now that he’s finally breached me. Everything’s heat and pressure—and a burning ring of fire.

“Take it out! Take it out!” I don’t care that my screams have tipped way past the point of hysteria. All I care about, all I know, is that horrific sensation of being forced much, much too wide.It hurts.It hurts, it hurts,“It hurts!”

“Fuck,”he groans against my ear, his voice nearly as tormented as mine, though not from pain. “Breathe.Breathe.”

I can’t comprehend his words—I don’t exist outside the world of sensation. I’m reduced to a writhing mass of flesh and firing nerve endings, so when he starts rubbing my clit again, but much more aggressively than before, I have no defense against the sudden onslaught of forced pleasure amidst the horror of being gaped.

“Nonononooooo!”My orgasm strikes like lightning, my muscles locking tight around the too-thick intrusion.

“Shit.”The alpha’s grunt is pained, my pussy's iron grip on his sensitive head hurting him too, but I’m too far gone on my tortured climax to get any satisfaction from his pain.

Forced too wide to contract with the throbs of orgasm, my poor pussy flutters desperately as I sob and come in hard, painful spasms.

And still he rubs my clit, dragging my torment out with wave after wave of pleasure until I have no more left to give.

The relief when my muscles finally ease up and let me sag back into the mattress is blinding.

“That’s it. Good girl. Just like that.” His breath teases my earlobe, the roughness of his voice drawing goosebumps up my spine. “Keep spreading that pussy, and you’ll learn to like it soon enough.”

I whimper wordlessly, too wrung-out to object. He’s still in me, still gaping me hard on his awful girth, but the relief of no longer being forced to clamp down in orgasm makes it almost tolerable.

“I know, darling. It’ll feel good soon.” Strong fingers move from my spent clit to my cheek, cupping it gently. “Breathe with me.”

He inhales slowly, and I draw in a shaky breath, mimicking his rhythm on instinct. My nostrils fill with his scent, sharp animalic notes mixing with musk, and my core flutters in immediate response.

“Ah!”I squeeze my eyes shut, expecting pain, but when my pussy grips him this time, raw pleasure crackles up my spine instead.

“Fuck,”he groans, and when my eyes fly open in shocked disbelief that there ispleasurein this grotesque penetration, I’m caught in his heated gaze.

“Nothing,nothinghas ever felt like you,” he rasps. And then, with slow, firm pressure, he pushes home.

The thick bulge of his cockhead moves slowly through my reluctant pelvis, forcing me open all the way up in one long, agonizing slide. I howl, pleasure waning at the unbearable fire of his shaft spreading me so deeply, it feels like he’s molding my body to fit his, shaping me until I am nothing but an extension of him—warm, trembling flesh made for him and him alone.

Every nerve in my taut sheath shrieks at the strain, and I’m sobbing for mercy in between hard gasps as he slowly, mercilessly sinks deeper—until finally, he’sthere.

The broad tip of his cock brushes gently against the bottom of my channel, the conquering of my body punctuated by a deep groan and the heavy slap of his balls against my ass.

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