Chapter 1282: "Become My Wife!" (r-18)

Soraya clung so tight on him and behind; her fingers dug into his shoulders and broken moans left her when he sank deeper, her inner walls fluttering around him as if they could not decide whether to resist or pull him farther in.

He pulled back until only the head stayed stuffed in her pussy, then shoved deep again — as deep as her body allowed — and stopped where her cunt refused the rest; her pussy made a wet sound.

Her pussy gripped his cock on the way out and swallowed what it could on the way in.

Every thrust punched another wet sound out of her.

Phei watched his dick disappear into Soraya’s little pussy over and over — thick, veined, shining with her — and watched that last stretch of shaft stay out every single time, proof she was packed full long before he ran out of cock.

"Fuck— you’re huge," she whispered, laughing breathlessly even as her thighs shook. "Don’t you dare pull out. Give it to me... Ah~ Phei..."

He kissed her before the rest escaped.

Then he fucked her like he meant it.

Phei dragged his cock almost all the way out of her cunt — slow enough that Soraya felt every thick inch leave her — and slammed back in to the depth she could take. She cried out. He did it again. Harder. Faster. His hips cracked against hers while his dick punched deep into that tight wet pussy, over and over, the leftover length of him smacking wet against her cunt lips on every thrust because there was nowhere left for it to go.

Her tits bounced under him. Her nipples scraped his chest.

Her mouth fell open against his cheek while Phei pounded her open — long nasty strokes that yanked his thick shaft out until her pussy clung to the head, then buried him as deep as her little body allowed until her cunt made wet filthy sounds around him and that last impossible stretch of cock stayed out, heavy and shining between them.

He hooked one of Soraya’s thighs higher and changed the angle so the head of his cock scraped that deep spot inside her on every thrust. Soraya broke. Her pussy clenched hard on his dick.

Phei chased it — fucked her through it — hips snapping faster, cock slamming into her little cunt until the whole bed rocked; their skin slapped against skin while her pussy frothed white around his shaft. Every time he pulled out, that stretched pink hole clung to him, shiny and ruined around the sheer size of his cock.

Every time he drove back in he stuffed her until she had nothing left to give, and still more of him waited outside her, thick and wet against her clit and her soaked lips.

"Phei— fuck— harder—"

He gave her harder; one hand was by her head. The other under her ass so he could hold her still and wreck her. Deep, brutal strokes that used every inch she could take and rubbed the rest against her on every slam.

Soraya shook under him, moaned, laughed breathless into his mouth when he kissed her through it. Her nails raked his back and her heels dug into his ass. Her soaked pussy milked his cock on every thrust until Phei was growling against her throat.

"Can’t— can’t take all of you—" she gasped.

"I know," Phei said against her mouth, raw and fond at once. "Take what you can love." he slowed— controlled in long grinds; his cock buried as deep as her cunt allowed while he rolled his hips and dragged that thick dick against every inch of her walls. The unused length of him stayed pressed outside her, hot against her pussy lips, a constant filthy reminder of how much she still couldn’t fit.

Soraya whimpered.

Phei kissed her for it, mouth gentle while he fucked her deep and mean.

He pulled out. Her empty pussy clenched around nothing, gaping wet, dripping down to her ass, fucked open around the shape of a cock too big for it. Phei turned Soraya onto her side, fitted behind her, yanked her top thigh up, and shoved his cock straight back into that ruined little hole.

She moaned into the pillow. From behind the angle stole more depth from her — thick shaft sinking until her cunt stopped him cold — and still a thick stretch of dick stayed out against her ass.

He fucked her there in slow hard rolls.

One hand then went on to her tit, pinching her nipple. The other down between her legs, rubbing her clit while his dick worked her cunt from the inside and that leftover cock slapped wet against her on every thrust.

"Look at you, love," Phei muttered against Soraya’s ear. "Stuffed full and still can’t take the whole fucking thing."

He rolled them again and put her on top. Soraya straddled his hips, tits flushed above him, and tried to sink down onto his dick. Inch by thick inch her little pussy stretched over the head, then the shaft, taking and taking — until she hit her limit with a broken sound and sat trembling on him, still short of the root, still with a thick leftover stretch of cock outside her cunt.

She tried again. Rolled her hips and she forced herself lower and her pussy fluttered hard around him and refused the rest. Phei’s hands locked on her waist. Soraya braced on his chest and rode what she could. Up until only the tip stayed in her cunt. Down until she swallowed every inch her body allowed and stopped, shaking, packed full.

Her tits slapped soft with every drop of her hips. Phei thrust up into her, cock punching to her limit while he watched her face like it belonged to him.

When her thighs shook, he sat up, wrapped her in his arms, and kept fucking her chest to chest — cock buried as deep as she could take, grinding deep, kissing her mouth while Soraya clung to his shoulders and moaned his name into him.

Between them she felt the rest of his dick, thick and wet, trapped outside her pussy against her stomach, proof of everything she still couldn’t fit.

Soraya answered with a muffled moan and tightened her hold, fingers slipping into his ponytail before tugging enough to make him lift his head.

Her face was beautifully undone.

Flushed. Damp at the temples, with her eyes dark and shining, lips already kiss-swollen. Her breasts rose between them, nipples tight, the slim line of her waist trembling every time his cock pushed deeper into her soaked pussy... lower, his thick cock still punched in and out of her — wet, shiny, her pussy stretched into a tight fucked ring around him — and that last stretch of shaft stayed out every time, rubbing her clit, too much cock for one little cunt.

The sight of her like that did something possessive and stupidly fond to him at the same time.

Phei slowed again.

Something important had been sitting inside him for several minutes, and suddenly continuing without saying it felt wrong.

He eased Soraya onto her back, stayed buried as deep as her pussy allowed, and brushed loose hair from her damp forehead with a tenderness that did not match how hard he had just fucked her.

The leftover length of his cock rested hot and wet against her cunt lips between them.

Soraya noticed the change almost immediately; her brows drew together. "What?"

Phei brushed more loose hair from her damp forehead. His hips stayed pressed to hers, but his voice came out quieter than the hunger around them.

"Become my wife."

Soraya went completely still.

The invitation had no ceremony around it like kneeling or ring waiting inside some absurdly expensive box.

It was just Phei above her, holding her carefully while the warmth between them refused to disappear, his eyes steady upon hers, his body still joined to hers as if the question belonged exactly here and nowhere else. His cock throbbed inside her tight, wet heat. She clenched around him without meaning to, a helpless pulse that made his breath catch.

Soraya’s pussy fluttered hard around Phei’s dick, milking what she could hold of him, while she stared up at him with her mouth open and nothing coming out.

Soraya stared at him long enough that Phei’s heartbeat became irritatingly noticeable.

"You..."

A laugh escaped her, small and disbelieving.

Then her eyes became suspiciously bright.

"You’re asking me now?"

Phei’s smile softened. "Apparently my timing remains exceptional."

Soraya slapped his shoulder.

He laughed.

She caught his face immediately afterward and kissed him hard enough to erase the joke, her arms wrapping around him as the answer left her between kisses, messy and wet and shaking.

"Yes, Phei, yes!"

Phei stilled.. his breath caught before his hands tightened at her waist as if the rest of him needed somewhere to put the sudden rush of feeling. Deep in Soraya’s cunt, his cock jerked hard. She felt every throb of it against her walls — and felt the rest of him throb outside her too, thick and unfinished against her soaked pussy.

Soraya kissed him again, smiling against his mouth now, tears threatening at the corners of her eyes without quite falling.