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Despite giving Tighnari the okay to use your body however he pleases, it wasn't easy to persuade him into the idea. He was strictly against the act under the possibility that he could harm you significantly, should your body be unable to keep up with his greed. And, of course, he was correct: you weren't. Tighnari's onslaught of pistons had stolen away your breath with every single pound. His mind was beginning to think less of you for who you are and instead more for what you are: a hole to fuck, with its only use to breed.
A wanton plea cut off by the grand weight of Tighnari's body folding over yours across the bed. Your back was arched, stomach sliding back and forth across the bed while prodding your ass to be kneaded and caressed by harsh fingerprints and nails. Each slap against your skin vibrated along your body; a beautiful sound, music to one's ears. Wet skin slapped and crashed together as Tighnari thrusted an abnormally hardened length in and out of your hole. The many uncontrollable whines and wails forcibly parting your lips was eagerly welcomed by the man in his rut. The forest ranger desperately needed a mate and you were the perfect candidate to offer your services.
Though you knew not about the troubles this would entail or how many rounds the eager one would last, your insides churned with delight as you contemplated how great of an idea this was.
Each thrust knocked your sight astray, your vision wavering between dream and reality. The grit of your teeth wasn't enough to stop the ferociousness from escaping your lips. You drooled and cried and gnawed at the sheets in an attempt to grasp onto that final thread which held yourself together. That same thread was fraying quicker and quicker - fighting against the insane speed and power behind Tighnari's thrusts. The sex was immaculate. Feral and animalistic. Nothing like you'd ever imagine the researcher to be. Sure you've heard his stories about his ancestors being wild and free, but you couldn't have imagined that to be a specific gene which was passed down so many generations.
Tighnari, on the other hand, was silent with a few occasional growls and shaken breaths falling from his lips. Lean arms circled around your body and wrapped snuggly around your waist, making sure that your body was secured tightly in his presence. The hitch in his breath never went unnoticed. In fact you couldn't ignore it with how close he was to your ear. With his body folded on top of yours, you had no other choice than to listen in on him.
Hips would piston back and forth, back and forth. His pupils completely blown and his tail wagging side to side as if he had been gifted the most intoxicating reward of them all.
Mesmerised by skin bouncing off one another, Tighnari raised one hand to turn your head to face him. As a means of distraction, a dribbling tongue intruded your mouth and locked around the muscle inside as if to intoxicate your further with his taste. His saliva trickled messily down his tongue and swished with yours. The forest ranger seized this opportunity to thrust further, deeper, harder, till his knot breached the hole.
Saying that you winced from the impact would be able understatement; to have your hole plug with such ferocity sent your brain spiralling inside your skull. A whimper, to weak to leave your mouth, had been captured and restrained between yourself and Tighnari. His eyes were fixed open as he observed your undoing, studying you with great precision.
His cock was hot and heavy. Every thrust drove you insane. Every pulse drove you over the edge.
When you ripped yourself away from the researcher for a gulp of oxygen, Tighnari demanded your attention back by fisting a handful of your hair and pulling hard. The action pulled apart your carefully sealed lips and awakened moans you didn't know were hiding within. His hand pulled downwards which only forced your head upright and curving to meet with his own once more. Tighnari bit the skin on your neck and adored the imprints he left as a result.
The thickness of his length combined with the terrifying precision of his thrusts had blinded your vision white. Your hands peeled away the sheets beneath and punctured holes into the fabric as a final means of grip on reality. It was there that you met your climax. A couple of calculated, sharp thrusts sent you overboard and numb with euphoria. The liquid trickled from your sex inelegantly, spraying or squirting across the torn sheets with a complete lack of self-control.
A twitch to your brow caused by a subtle irritation alerted you back to reality when you noticed Tighnari's movements begin to slow. He was still rock hard - pulsing, sure, but not the desperate-for-release pulsing.
You grabbed his ears together and tugged at them with the same force as he did with your hair. "I never said... to stop."
"I'll break you if I keep going," he says as if he hadn't broken you in already.
It was clear that you were out of breath, but the confident exterior you maintain contradicted Tighnari's weariness.
You did not share the forest ranger's caution.
Tighnari chewed the inside of his cheek and was forced to accept how non-negotiable this scenario had become. Once he leaned closer, he blew gently against your ear before using his tight grip of your hair to push you into the sheets below. With your face almost flattened between the palm of his hand and the bed, Tighnari arched your back a little more and suddenly his cock found a record-breaking depth inside you. Your stomach had never felt so full. Your legs had never felt so jello. Your body had never been so used. Your body had never been so broken.
Tears followed the thwarted grin that your face meshed into the sheets. You loved every second of this - every inch, every plunge.
Tighnari's tail wagged as his excitement peaked upon hearing spilled mewls from your lips. Such noises were masked but not entirely concealed by the sheets your face was rammed into. The very idea that he was the cause of your debauched expression made his eyelashes flutter and his cock hungry for more. Your hole was absolutely wrecked from having been stretched, reshaped and used. The sex burned onto your skin. The entirety of your body shook the more Tighnari bottomed into you. It was messy, banishing and brutal - all three aspects you had expected from the very start and had soon to finish with.
The knot was inflating as the forest ranger fucked you through your climax, not once giving you a chance to relax now that he had your full consent to continue. His hips rolled deliciously into yours, bucking your hips back into his with a skin-bruising squeeze on your ass.
Sensitive to his touch, your body spasmed beneath Tighnari and exploded with another orgasm. Its arrival was much faster than anticipated. Your eyes slammed shut as you sprayed your fluids across the bed once again. While your body grew weaker the longer this had drawn out, Tighnari flipped your body onto your back and settled his mouth across one of your nipples. His teeth sunk down on the surrounding areas and sucked on them at the same time. His ears perked up to listen to any signs of protest you may not have had the energy to make but his ears were only met with delighted cries of joy. The small buds flicked around his tongue as though he were trying to milk you for even more of your fluids.
When Tighnari parted with the small bud for a brief moment he released it with a pop to inspect how hard and erect you had become as a result; an indication to your continued arousal. And so, he continued to suck. He continued sucking and biting at your chest while fucking your brains out on the bed. He was overjoyed with the time spent with you, finally allowing such a feral nature to be released as well as encouraged.
Soon the forest ranger finally felt a familiar sense of relief stemming from his shaft. "Please," lips - so vibrant and expressive as a look of determination spread across them - circled around your nipple and sucked even harder as his release caught up to him. "Please be good and take it." His thrusts grew sloppy and mismatched, losing their animalistic rhythm and strength. His cock had to have been throbbing a painfully vibrant red if you could see it. You felt the pulsing inside your hole. You swore you felt him grew even longer as he came inside too.
His knot began to swell as he came endlessly from his high. Tighnari's expression was scrunched as he concentrated on letting himself fly free from his worries as he poured his seed into you. "No more pining," Tighnari's voice was hushed like a whisper on the wind, "now I can make you mine." He leaned forward to press one last bite along your collarbone. With his cock now perfectly locked in place after reshaping your insides to fit him perfectly, Tighnari emptied himself into you with no worries that his cum would leak out.
Proud of his work, Tighnari wiped the sweat from your back and kissed a long trail along your arm. Such soothing kisses washed away tired tears as the forest ranger flopped to your side and cradled you in his arms. His nibbles on your skin were a little difficult to ignore yet it was something you'd have to adjust to since you were sure to be locked in place on his cock for quite a while longer.