Zavian’s free hand quickly unfastened the front of his trousers, pushing them down just far enough for his thick, heavy member to spring free.Emmeline heard the unmistakable sound and whimpered softly, glancing over her shoulder at him with eyes gone wide in fear."M-Mr. Blackthorn..." she stammered shakily, her voice trailing off as she took in the sight of his impressive c0ck, flushed and jutting proudly.Emmeline lost all ability to speak.Zavian felt her fear wash over him like waves crashing against a rocky shore. It wasn't an unexpected reaction given how intimidating he knew himself to be.Even among his kind, he was considered extremely large - monstrously so.He knew how daunting it must seem to others - especially frail human females like Emmeline… well aware of how that thing was moments away from invading their inner walls, stretching them beyond what they thought possible.Zavian stroked her with his finger in a slow, torturous circular motion.A shudder ran through Emme
Emmeline’s upper body was suddenly pushed down with bruising force, bending her over fully as though his last restraint finally snapped.Her cheek pressed against the cool wood of the table and his thick, pulsating c0ck, slick with her essence, nestled between the cheeks of her ass in a deliciously obscene way."The very first thing I thought when I saw you swaying those wicked hips to provoke me was to bend your luscious body over this billiard table and plunder every inch of you until you were a mindless, whimpering mess," Zavian murmured darkly.Fear shot through Emmeline at the thought of being impaled on his monstrous member. His tone and stance right now spelled danger.She wanted him to take her just as much as she knew he desired her. But he was just too huge. The sight of him terrified her the first time she saw it, and it still does. Even more so when he was only an inch from breaching her opening."M-Mr. Blackthorn. It's so huge...please, I don't think I can take it. Don't
[WARNING: SOME PARAGRAPHS CONTAIN AN@L INTERCOURSE]"Because I’ll hurt you. Real bad," Zavian replied, his tone exasperated yet filled with intensity. However, it would be a miracle if the woman beneath him heard any of that, lost as she was in the overwhelming sensations and the magnetic pull of his presence.Emmeline flexed her fist on the table tightly and squeezed her eyelids shut so hard she saw stars burst behind them.The coil of mounting pleasure in her core was winding tighter and tighter, about to reach the breaking point."I'm about to reach my orgasm, don't stop stroking me, Zavian!" she cried out in a broken, breathless whimper and a voice cracking with desperation.Zavian obliged, stretching his whole large hand over her drenched, throbbing femininity.He moved his palm rapidly left and right at full speed, the heel of his hand providing delicious friction against her swollen nub. At the same time, his thick middle finger remained buried knuckle-deep in her clenching, ve
"Come on, let's get you home," Zavian murmured huskily against Emmeline's kiss-swollen lips before reluctantly pulling away and standing up straight.His body was still thrumming with unfulfilled desire after their heated makeout session that had pushed both of them to the edge of reason.The drive back was thick with silence and the lingering scent of their forbidden activities.Emmeline stared unseeingly out the window, her cheeks still flushed and her lips swollen from Zavian's passionate kisses and fervent caresses.She could still feel the ghostly imprint of his hands roaming over her body, igniting flames of pleasure everywhere they touched and the feel of him for the short moment he was buried inside her. He was thick, warm, excruciating yet deliciously painful.When they finally arrived at her home, she found her husband Richard passed out in a drunken stupor on the living room couch as usual, surrounded by empty beer cans and bottles.Emmeline went straight to the bathroom, s
~The next day~Emmeline went to work for her usual afternoon shift at her upscale restaurant downtown. But every corner only served as an inescapable reminder of her sinful trysts with Zavian last night.Her body thrummed with memories of his touch at the most inopportune moments, making it nearly impossible to focus on her tasks."Earth to Emmeline!" Noel’s voice broke through her daze as he set down a tray of dirty plates with a clatter. "Where's your head at today? You're moving like you're wading through molasses."Emmeline was startled, her cheeks flushing. "Sorry, just...didn't get much sleep last night," she mumbled, quickly gathering up her composure.The rest of her shift passed excruciatingly slowly, the minutes dragging by with agonizing sluggishness as she struggled to keep her mind from drifting to Zavian.When Emmeline finally arrived home that evening, she found Richard sitting hunched on the couch in the living room, surrounded by numerous empty beer bottles and crushe
Suddenly, a violent pounding on the front door made them both start."Emmeline! What's going on in there? Open this door right now!" Minnie's panicked voice rang from outside the door.A surge of hope flooded Emmeline's battered body."Richard, open this door immediately or I'm calling the police!" Minnie yelled once more.Richard paused in his brutal assault, glaring up at the door with displeasure etched on his features."What the hell is this inconvenience? Can't a man discipline his own wife without being interrupted by busybodies?" he snarled under his breath, setting his sights back on the cowering form of Emmeline and pressed his index finger to his lips in a threatening gesture."Not a sound out of you. I don't want to hear your voice. I'll send the interloper away and then come back to finish with you," he warned in a low, menacing tone.However, the pounding on the door grew so forceful followed by the frantic ringing of the bell over and over."I'll give you three seconds t
Zavian reached out and gently gripped her arm between his fingers, his touch incredibly light against her battered skin. "Can you walk, or do you need me to carry you?" he asked gruffly.Emmeline gave a small nod. She slowly rose to her feet with his assistance, their eyes meeting for a heated moment.She felt like she could stare into the depths of his intense gaze for an eternity without ever growing bored."Thank you, Mr. Blackthorn," came her soft murmur.Zavian's eyes roved almost hysterically over Emmeline's battered features and he gnashed his teeth so hard that his powerful jaws nearly cracked.The blinding fury coursing through his veins right now could only be sated after he made the worthless jerk who hurt her pay severely. Every protective instinct in his body was howling at him to avenge this innocent woman's pain and suffering.But damn it all to hell, he couldn't do a thing about it. As much as it killed him, he wasn't allowed to directly interfere in Emmeline's human li
Emmeline found herself being escorted back to the Blackthorn estate before she knew it.Yuna turned to face her with a sympathetic look as they entered the grand hallway. "I'm sure you haven't had anything to eat yet. The dinner table is still set if you're hungry. We could all go sit in the living room together. You're welcome to join us too, Minnie."Emmeline shook her head slowly, her battered face a mask of physical and mental exhaustion. "No, thank you Yuna. I don't have any appetite to eat a thing right now. I just...need to rest."Yuna gave her an understanding nod. "Alright then, I'll show you to the guest room you can stay in."She led the way up the sweeping staircase to the second floor, with Emmeline shuffling slowly behind her, still leaning heavily on Minnie for support."Maybe you should have reported that bastard's assault to the police, so he wouldn't dare try to pull that shit again in the future," Minnie spoke up again, sounding irritated.Emmeline's eyes went wide