Free Love in Dreams: Rescue by Ellie Saxx Page A

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strains to accept every rigid inch. He’s growling against her neck now. His
cock begins to rise and fall like a piston, and with every thrust his cock is
coated with more of her slickness. He surges deeper and deeper, his thighs
smacking hard against hers with a noise that echoes among the trees.
    Cass wants to move, to toss herself wildly back at the
demonic beast ravaging her, but she’s powerless under his massive body. She
drops her head to the soft grass only to have it jerked up again. She cries out
deliriously, squeezing down on Collin each time he fills her completely,
feeling every inch of his throbbing heat.
    Collin grunts as Cass begins to fuck back as best she can.
His sounds turn more and more frantic as their bodies smash together. He moves
like a being possessed, pummeling Cass into the turf as he pulls all the way
out and then pounds home again, and again, and again. He is swelling even
bigger, his cockhead wide, stretching Cass and pushing into her farthest
depths. She can’t breathe. He pushes her head into the grass and she tastes
warm soil. Something wells inside, in her very center, and Collin’s cock is
building up the sensation with each penetrating stroke.
    Collin shouts and pulls even harder on her hair, yanking her
from the grass so violently and bending her backwards so quickly that all of
the muscles in Cass’s torso pull tight. Her breasts, ripe and taut, quiver and
surge under the constant pounding.
    She can tell Collin is struggling to maintain control. She
feels it in every movement – he’s so overcome that he could break her in two.
He bares his teeth and Cass feels them against her neck. Cass arches against
him, wailing in ecstasy, and in that instant, she feels punctures in her neck
and sees flashes of faces – hers, Collin’s, and what can only be her wolf form
joining his – everything blending and mixing together as the pair thrashes
violently in the clearing.
    Cass is rocked by the visions and the blinding, sheer joy
ravaging her core. Her legs shake uncontrollably as her innermost walls tense
and grip against Collin’s still-pounding cock. He’s relentless. He keeps one
hand sunk in her hair, grabs her wrists behind her back with the other, and
fucks Cass until the pure, intense heat in her spasming pussy overflows in a
wet, gushing explosion that triggers flashing spasms all throughout her depths.
    Cass screams out toward the starless sky. The words are
unintelligible. She loses all control of her body. She’s entirely restrained by
Collin’s powerful grip, and all of the energy of the couple’s rutting focuses
in on the huge member penetrating deep into her gut. Cass goes limp in Collin’s
arms, half-comatose, as her body bucks of its own accord.
    Collin holds Cass tight, keeping himself buried as deep as
possible, as she quakes against him. He lays her face-down on the grass and
tumbles backwards, overcome. When Cass regains her wits, she pushes herself up
and looks over her shoulder. Collin is on his back. His cock is rigid and shiny
in the dim light.
    Despite the unconscionable power of what he’s done to her,
Cass wants more. She crawls toward him. Her pussy feels empty. She yearns to
have it filled again. Her mouth waters. She’s overcome with a supernatural
lust.
    Collin’s eyes are closed. He pants hot breath into the night
air. She maneuvers between his legs and stops, her lips inches from the tip of
his cock. Her lips curve into a wild grin. She’s become an animal. Every sense
is heightened – she inhales deeply and smells everything : The stand of
wild spearmint twenty yards away. Her creamy cum sliding down Collin’s cock.
Blood. Grassy dandelions. Dirt. Salty sweet sweat.
    She spreads her lips and drops her head, wrapping her mouth
around the first third of Collin’s member in one quick motion. His head snaps
up and he lets out a surprised shout.
    “My God!”
    Cass grins around his cock and sucks as she pulls her head
up. Then, she descends