Chapter 10: The Impalement
The taste of him flooded my mouth before I could even brace. Victor's hands clamped around my waist, his stitched fingers digging into the soft flesh of my hips, and he lifted me clean off the mattress. I made a choked sound, half surprise, half pure animal need, as he aligned me with his monstrous shaft and drove me down in one brutal, fluid motion.
His cock plunged past my lips, down my throat, my elastic esophagus stretching to accommodate the full eighteen inches of him. The head of his cock pushed deep into my stomach, and the sheer weight of it made my eyes roll back. I felt the outline of his shaft pressing against my insides, the arcane stitching along his length flaring violet with a surge of energy that pulsed straight into my core.
"Fuck," I garbled around him, spit spilling down my chin.
Victor didn't stop. He held me suspended there, my toes dangling off the ground, and began to fuck upward. Each thrust slammed his massive shaft deeper into my stomach, the head of his cock pressing against the walls of my belly right where my own distended skin had been stretched past the size of a yoga ball. My beach-ball belly, still sloshing with the cum he'd pumped into me moments ago, bounced violently against his thighs with every drive.
His watermelon-sized balls smashed against my lips and face with each upward surge. The weight of them was absurd, heavy and full, and I could feel them gurgling with the next load he was already building up inside them. I tried to take a breath through my nose, but even that was a fight. My throat was completely packed, his cock buried to the root, and the only sound I could make was a wet, desperate moan that vibrated around his shaft.
"Was this what you wanted, Graves?" His voice was low, resonant, almost amused. The stitching across his torso blazed brighter as he worked, each pulse of energy feeding down his cock and into my throat. "You wanted me to fill you until you couldn't close your legs. This is me getting started."
I couldn't answer. Couldn't do anything except hang there, suspended on his cock, my mouth stuffed so full I couldn't even form a syllable. I wanted this. God, I wanted it. I'd spent so long being the one in control, casting the spells, commanding the being. But this, this was something else entirely. Being used. Being fucked. Being filled like I was nothing more than a vessel for his cum.
His grip tightened on my waist, fingers digging deep enough to bruise. He pulled me off his cock in one long, slick motion, letting me gasp for air, my throat finally clear. A string of drool and pre-cum connected my lips to his glistening shaft. I licked them, tasting the ozone and salt.
"That's it," he said, watching me with those dark, stitched eyes. "Breathe."
But I didn't want to breathe. I lurched forward, grabbing his shaft with both hands, my fingers barely able to encircle the girth. "Why'd you stop?" I demanded, voice hoarse and wrecked. "I wasn't done."
His lips twitched. "You needed air."
"I didn't ask for air. I asked for your cock." I pressed my lips to the side of his shaft, kissing the arcane stitching that throbbed beneath my tongue. "Put me back on it. Fuck my throat until you've got nothing left. I want to feel you drown me in it."
Something shifted in his expression. The amusement gave way to a dark hunger that made my pussy clench with need. "As you wish, mistress."
He lifted me again, and this time I opened my mouth wide, tongue out, ready. He drove me down in one smooth, brutal motion, and I swallowed him to the root. My throat distended obscenely, the outline of his cock bulging against my neck. Above me, Victor groaned, a deep, resonant sound that vibrated through his entire body and straight into my esophagus.
His balls slapped against my cheeks as he fucked up into me, faster now, relentless. Each plunge sent his cock deeper into my stomach, and I could feel my belly swelling against the pressure, the walls stretching to accommodate him. The cum inside me sloshed and churned with every thrust, a wet, obscene sound that filled the room.