Thread: Claiming 'Property'. Auspicious/Desertpaladin

She knew she shouldn't have let herself get distracted by that damned bauble. Dirty trick of him to play on her. But she couldn't help but respond to his rough but sensual groping of her breasts, a soft, nearly squealing gasp leaving her lips as his calloused palm closed around her fleshy mounds and squeezed, sending electrical pleasure to the nerves in her nipples. Her body unwittingly arched upwards, heat washing over her, a heady throb in her belly as she felt her lower lips dampen with anticipation. The change in her body surprised her, as she had never really found herself drawn to the point of sexual arousal, and certainly never to this degree. She hadn't even paid much mind to him lifting the flimsy material of her night gown, until the heavy hotness of his hand was upon her naked hips, and she found a gulp of nervously inhaled air sticking in her throat. Then the coin was against her lips, cold and heavy but tender and gentle... So luring. She closed her plush lips around the relic and moaned softly, slowly swiveling her hips up into his hand, feeling her heart flutter in her chest. It was a terrifying and liberating sensation, the intensity of her arousal, and her bodies demand to be touched and loved and pleasured. The heat of his skin as he spread her legs caused her to whimper quietly, her limbs willingly parting for him, exposing her most secret of places. Wet and pink and dewy with need and not a trace of hair. Her lips were perfect, especially by human standards. If he had spread her wider to examine, he surely would have noticed her rosy pink hymen buried inside her delectable folds. The coolness of the air as she was opened up, and the warmth of his hands sliding up her firm thighs was tantalizing and her unused hole twitched in anticipation, her clit perking and peeking out as if curious from beneath its hood. Then he was inside her. And it hurt. Oh how it hurt. He was so thick, and big, and throbbing. Tears stung her eyes, but she fought off the sob in the back of her throat. She wouldn't give him that. She grit her teeth, and tried to fight off her bodies response of pushing him right back out again. The heat and hardness of his cock against her newly opened sex was a strange mixture of pain and pleasure as his heat seared her, and his throbbing caused unknown depths inside her to respond by twitching in response. I-I'm picky she managed, as if trying to defend her chastity. It was true. With those of her kind, females HAD to be picky. Raising young -especially in this time where monsters were hunted- was dangerous, and only mates with appropriate and strong genes were accepted. Weak genetics would not be allowed to propagate. Weak mates were useless if they could not or would not protect their offspring. She watched him thrust inside her, a bit awed how his undeniably large cock disappeared up inside her, only to slide out. She grimaced at the traces of her crimson blood, and offhandedly though how much of a pain it would be to clean the blood out of the bedding, before a surprised squeak made it past her lips as his groan caused her insides to clench in desire and pleasure.