Chapter 76: Ruin me—Ah [18+]

"Ahhh—"

​A moan broke from my throat, my body seizing up right away. My breath was completely stolen away, my chest heaving in a silent, desperate gasp as my fingers clawed mindlessly into the fabric of his grey t-shirt.

​The sheer, unyielding fullness of him stretched my walls to their absolute limit, making my vision go completely dark at the edge. Reid didn’t ease into me. He didn’t give me a single fraction of a second to adjust to the crushing, thick mass of his throbbing cock. With that single, brutal thrust, Reid had buried his cock into my stretched hole.

​Was he trying to ruin me? Ah, no, that was the wrong question. How far was this prick going to go in order to ruin me?

​He shoved it inside me so deep in this position that the blunt head of his cock slammed directly against my deepest, most sensitive knot, sending a shockwave of blinding pleasure and visceral shock straight up my spine.

​"Fuck..." Reid growled, a low, ragged sound that was more animal than human.

​His entire body went rigidly still, his jaw clenching so hard the muscles jumped violently beneath his skin. The sudden, agonizing tightness of my hole wrapping around his cock clearly caught him off guard, forcing a sharp, breathy hiss through his teeth.

He braced his uninjured right leg against the sofa frame, his broad shoulders trembling under the massive strain of holding back his own climax as my slick, tight walls convulsed rhythmically around him.

​The scent of orchids exploded into the room in a frantic, overwhelmed rush, completely mixing with the heavy, and violently possessive wave of his frozen pine. The bond was screaming between us, raw and entirely exposed.

​I buried my face into the crook of his neck, my teeth digging blindly into his shoulder just to ground myself through the sheer intensity of the stretch.

I was shivering violently, my core giving frantic, involuntary squeezes around him as my dripping dick leaked heavily against his lower abdomen.

​Reid let out a rough, dark breath, his fingers digging brutally into my waist, anchoring me so tightly against his lap that there wasn’t a single millimeter of space left between us.

​"Look at you," he rasped, his voice incredibly deep, completely stripped of his usual snobbish mockery and replaced by a raw, predatory hunger. He forced my chin up with his thumb, forcing my hazy, tear-blurred eyes to lock onto his dark, blown-out pupils. "You took every single inch of it, Cap, and you’re squeezing me so hard like you want to milk me." He grunted, the veins on his neck popping.

"Tell me how tight you are around my cock right now. Tell me." He rasped.

I couldn’t answer. The words trapped themselves in my throat as Reid took my silence as an invitation to completely tear me apart.

​He didn’t wait. He gripped my waist with a bruising, desperate force, lifted my hips just an inch, and slammed me back down onto his thick, throbbing cock with an explosive, ruthless force.

​"Ah!—Reid!—"

​My moan shattered against the walls, a raw, high-pitched cry that flew wildly through the cavernous penthouse. The impact hit my spot so hard I saw stars explode behind my eyelids.

​He kept going, establishing a fast, punishing rhythm that gave me absolutely no time to breathe.

Slap, slap, slap. The wet sound of our bodies colliding echoed loudly in the quiet apartment. Reid was unhinged, his smoky eyes blown wide and completely black with a primal, predatory hunger. He used his upper-body strength to ruthlessly pump his hips upward, driving his burning cock into me so deep it felt like it was piercing through my ribs.

But even then, it wasn’t enough. My body, my Omega... they were greedy beyond what I could understand.

​"Harder—f-fuck, Reid, harder!" I screamed, my pride entirely dead and buried under the overwhelming onslaught of pleasure.

I locked my legs tighter around his torso, my hips moving in a frantic, desperate frenzy to meet his heavy, upward thrusts. I needed more. My inner Omega was completely ruined, demanding the absolute destruction of my boundaries.

​"You like it like this, don’t you, Cap?" Reid rasped, a wild, ragged gasp tearing from his throat. He clenched his teeth, his broad shoulders shaking violently as he maintained the brutal, high-speed pace. "Beg for it. Tell me to ruin you!"

​"Ruin me—ahhh!—fuck, Reid, please!"

​The moans flew about the room, completely uninhibited and chaotic. The thick scent of frozen pine and crushed orchids tangled into a suffocating, intoxicating cloud that filled my lungs with every ragged breath.

My dripping dick rubbed against his t-shirt with every violent down-thrust, leaking profusely, entirely driven to the brink by the relentless, deep violation of my hole.

I felt close to my climax. I could feel it and it was going to be a strong one

​Reid let out a guttural roar as my tight walls convulsed around him like a vice.

He dug his fingers into my hips, pinning me down onto his lap for three more rapid, shallow, and unbelievably deep thrusts that had me screaming his name until my voice went entirely hoarse.

"Reid—Ah!" My eyes rolled back as my dick spurted out semen all over his shirt and he did the same, burying his cock deep inside me to feed my womb directly.

​"Hah, it always feels so fucking good to cum inside you," he growled, the thick, hot waves of his release pulsing deep within my core.

Unlike before, he did not knot me—his uninjured leg shifted slightly as his heavy muscles finally began to relax, his chest heaving under my dead weight.

"You were such a good, obedient boy, Cap. Now," he held the back of my neck, his long fingers tangling in my damp hair as he pulled my face close and whispered roughly into my ear, "thank me for filling you up."

​When he didn’t hear my response, the smug, demanding edge in his frozen pine scent began to taper off, replaced by a sudden, heavy silence.

​Reid pulled back slightly, his hand moving from the scruff of my neck to cup my jaw, tilting my face up to look at him. His smoky grey eyes, still dark from the lingering heat of his climax, swept over my features—only to find my eyes completely closed, my head lolling lifelessly against his shoulder.

My skin was flushed, covered in sweat, and I was completely unconscious. The sheer mental exhaustion of fighting my own nature, combined with the brutal, high-speed overstimulation of the release, had completely short-circuited my brain.

​The arrogant, victorious smirk finally bled from his face, replaced by a soft, uncharacteristic sigh that rumbled low in his chest.

​"What would I do with you, Cap?" he murmured, his voice surprisingly gentle in the quiet of the penthouse.

​He didn’t try to wake me, nor did he try to pull away. Knowing he couldn’t move easily to clean us up anyway, Reid carefully laid back against the mountain of leather pillows, keeping his thick, softening cock securely buried inside my warm, twitching walls.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and shoulders, pulling my limp body flush against his chest, and tucked my head right under his chin.

"Hah, this feels great," he muttered.

​Surrounded by the suffocating, heavy cloud of our tangled pheromones, his eyes slowly drifted shut, and he slept.