Harem King's Collection: Turning Beastkins Into Desperate Wives!-Chapter 90: Riding The Hottest Wave 2 [18+]

Despite Aster’s slight fatigue, he himself wasn’t satisfied, so he impulsively took Stahl up on it, requesting a blowjob. If Stahl was disappointed that he hadn’t asked to continue their intercourse, she didn’t show it, and once she was done shivering from the seductive rumble of Aster’s voice, she immediately turned him over on the bed, sat on her knees, and slid his still-glistening member into her mouth without hesitation.

Stahl was surprised at just how fully her mate had recovered from his release about five minutes ago; his dick had quickly come to a full and throbbing erection under his mate’s enthusiastic ministrations, clearly ready and eager for more action.

Aster laid back and relaxed as Stahl continued her efforts, enjoying the sight of her silver hair pooling between his legs as his arousal grew, and before long he was ready to mount her for the second time that night

"Would you get on all fours for me, Stahl?" It came out so abruptly that Stahl couldn’t help but burst out laughing, causing Aster’s face to turn red with embarrassment.

She noticed and hurried to fix her slip up. "Of course, my mate... anything you want." Who was she to refuse her mate’s desire to get even more rough with her?

Face down on the bed, Stahl swiveled her hips to shift her big butt cheeks from one side to the other. She could hear Aster stroking up and down his length and wondered where all this sudden savvy had come from.

Slapping her ass playfully, she tried to further coax him to get rowdy with her. As it turns out, she didn’t need to try so hard, and within seconds, Aster was behind his mate, mounting her with vigor.

Somehow, he felt bigger in her than before. It wasn’t difficult to fill her with a few deft strokes into her sloppy wetness, but that last inch was that one inch too deep for her.

’Is it the moon? Definitely not...’ Stahl thought, realizing at that moment that she had made a demon out of a crybaby. And that she was about to be at the full mercy of what she had created.

Every time Aster bottomed out, she was being punched in the cervix. He was now bigger by a full inch or two. Maybe he wasn’t any bigger than the average beastman. Maybe it was just how enthusiastic Aster now seemed to be, fueled by a determination to split his mate in half, it felt like.

Her ass rippled with each deep impact, sending her forward, except Aster’s small but surprisingly strong hands clamped onto her hip meat to hold her steady while he did his work.

It was savage and it was brutal, and it started to hurt a bit. It was everything Stahl needed and wanted. Everything she needed to shrug off the moon’s influence, it seemed.

The moment Aster entered her on that first deliberately slow and unstoppable first stroke in, Stahl came, dripping satisfaction. She had been so pent up this morning, equal parts the moon, and the collective shared sense she had to endure for the sake of those she cared about.

She had worked hard and stressed out, and now it was time to relieve herself of all that.

The first five minutes Aster was a machine, pistoning in and out of his mate’s still constantly quivering sex and Stahl wasn’t sure whether any or all of that was an orgasm, right through the subtle pain of his gut punching cock hammering.

She still came. She was giggling and moaning and screaming bloody hell as her mate rutted her deeply, but nothing stopped Aster’s assault.

Occasionally, his hand came down again on her red butt cheeks to really drive himself home. His grip on her hip fat was surprisingly vice-like, leaving her feeling defenseless against his pounding.

Stahl had never felt so conquered. Aster had been much more restrained every other time, letting her guide him and finding out where her comfort zone was, but Stahl had to admit she always came on strong to start with.

But now was different.. Her mate wasted no time. Before the first five minutes were up, Stahl was a drunken puddle of her own cum, wanting aftercare already, but with Aster’s thumb plunging in and out of her sweaty butthole and his shlong, balls deep in her stretched out pussy, there was no sign he was stopping anytime soon.

This was everything she wanted but couldn’t say. The total release of control, the fear and excitement of something that felt real and not rehearsed or manufactured. Just raw, ferocious animal fury, working her over and turning her out. It was her nature as a wolf girl, after all.

She was grateful for Aster’s initiative, taking and plundering to alleviate her any sense of her responsibility to make choices or set limits and dull the experience.

Her canal desires, her primal urges, the moon’s influence on her... her fear was even part of it. Heightening every sensation as Aster pressed the big head of his cock into her o-ring, and instead of protesting, she gripped the edge of the mattress, claws ripping through wood, and did her best to open up for her mate.

Aster pushed, and she grit her fangs. The she-wolf was pretty sure her human tore something inside her, not badly, but enough for it to hurt more than usual.

Stahl’s ass was pretty tight. If Aster wasn’t really thorough and passionate about treating her to the best fuck of her life, she would rarely get the nerve to tell him what she really wanted. He was always the sweet and shy type, and she was the quirky, anarchist, artsy, wolf girl with an edge.

This was way past her edge.

If Aster was big in Stahl’s pussy he was bigger in her ass. As he was pounding her fat rear end, even harder than she had expected, relentlessly and sadistically, Stahl briefly flashed on her long day’s stress. All the phony niceties she received from some of the beastmen in their little crew and a few orcs.

She knew the reality, in many cases with the males, from the way they stared at her body instead of her face anytime she crossed paths with one or brush shoulders with another, that this is what they really wanted from her.

But they could all go to hell. This felt like a more honest interaction in many ways. Her mate pounded meat into her and clapped his hands onto her ass, making it ripple with each spanking.

That’s when he started with the dirty talk.

"You fucking take it!" Aster played his part better than she could have imagined. She was genuinely shocked.

"Look who’s grown balls of steel in what... a couple of hours..." She giggled teasingly and tried to crawl away from him, but Aster clamped onto her hip meat so she couldn’t go anywhere.

"Haha!! I see you’re a sucker for my hole. The sex gourmet you’ve become, all thanks to my expert guidance. C’mon, don’t be shy, my love, fill me up..." She purred.

The last twenty strokes deep up Stahl’s battered asshole had to be the hardest. Aster’s hammering pelvis was beating against her so hard she felt her feelings rattle in her head. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

She knew she’d feel this in the morning. Maybe for days.

Aster finally let out a primal roar as his balls tightened, and he pumped wad after wad into her damaged asshole.

They lay panting and sweating for a moment silently after it was over.

***