Another blink, and he was positioned above her, his hands slowly but firmly pushing her legs wide open.
Wider, wider, wider—-
She couldn’t help raising herself on her elbows, curiosity getting the better of her.
A strangled gasp escaped Arabella.
“Oh my God.” She looked up at him dazedly. “Y-your cock—-” She swallowed hard.
The beast smirked. “Don’t worry, ma belle. It will fit.”
“No,” she choked out. “It will not. It just—-”
But then Aurélien had already started thrusting his cock inside of her, and she moaned.
Inch after inch after inch—-
And she couldn’t stop staring, couldn’t stop moaning, and oh my God, that was so long—-
Inch after inch after inch—-
Oh my God, there was still more?
Inch after inch after inch—-
Arabella collapsed against her back, panting, shaking, and feeling so stuffed. She knew it was a psychological thing, but seeing Aurélien’s actual cock slide inside of her just made things feel different. It was better, more vivid, more—-
Aaaaaah!
Aurélien had already started to move, faster and faster, and she hastily held on to him. Her hands found his shoulders first, and then they moved up to his neck, and when she touched the edge of his horns—-
The beast roared, and raising itself to its haunches, it drove its cock deeper into her pussy.
She screamed, her legs automatically locking around his waist, and her hands moved up further.
Her fingers locked around his horns.
The beast shuddered.
Her eyes widened.
Could it be—-
She started to stroke his horns.
The beast started pumping its hips faster against hers.
Oh my, it was!
“How kinky,” she said with a giggle. “Touching your horns actually turns you on?”
“Tais-toi.”
“I’m sorry, I don’t—-mmph!” His mouth locked over hers to silence her, and it was her turn to shudder against him.
So…tais-toi meant ‘shut up’?
She wasn’t really sure, didn’t really care.
Because right now, this was their first kiss—-
And it was everything she could ever dream of.
Her tongue moved hesitantly against his at first, a part of Arabella terrified that she would accidentally cut herself with his fangs. But as the kiss deepened and she had yet to shed a drop of blood, Arabella began to relax, realizing that Aurélien would never let anything happen to her.
When the beast finally managed to wrench its mouth away, Arabella protested in a sob, “Nooooo—-”
“Hush,” the beast whispered. “It will be better.” And it was true to its word as it reached down for her clit. Using the pad of its thumb, the beast was able to stimulate the tiny nub of flesh without pricking her skin, and Arabella’s body arched against the beast’s at the very first stroke. A second stroke and her eyes began to roll back. And by the time the beast was able to match the rhythm of its strokes with the thrusts of its cock—-
Arabella shattered in its arms, her orgasm making her body curve like a bow while the sweetest gasp of pleasure spilled past her lips.
“Aurélien, oh God!” She wrapped herself around him as tightly as she could as wave after wave of pleasure pummeled her, and when she heard Aurélien growl and felt his body become taut against hers—-
She pulled away to look into his eyes. “I love you.” And when she reached to stroke his horns, a strangled gasp escaped the beast –
Her touch liberated him, changing the beast from the inside, but most of all, the beast could feel her touch returning the human part of it – without changing its other half. And when it looked into Arabella’s dark eyes—-
In her gaze, there was the beast…and Aurélien.
And Arabella loved both of them equally.
“I love you, Aurélien. I love you, La Bête Sauvage.”
The beast roared, and as it released its cum into her warm and welcoming core – it could feel its old self returning—-
The beast was Aurélien Sauvage again.
And it was all because of his Arabella.
The End