Arthur pressed her legs back, folding her nearly in half. Helena's thighs shook violently against his hands, her face contorting as the new angle drove him impossibly deeper.
"S-So full —" Helena gasped, feeling his length seated deep in her rectum. Her anus twitched around him, clenching involuntarily against the foreign intrusion.
Arthur held still for a moment. Then slowly agonizingly slowly he pulled back.
"Ahh —" Helena's mouth fell open as she felt every inch drag along her walls.
He rocked forward again gently as he let her body adjust to his size.
"God, you're tight," Arthur groaned through gritted teeth, his composure cracking. The pressure around his cock was unreal, her virgin hole gripping him so tight it took genuine effort to move.
He pulled back and pushed in again. A little deeper. A little firmer.
"Ngh~ — Arthur —" Helena's fingers clawed at the sheets as the rhythm slowly built.
Arthur found his rhythm and started to pick up the pace. Each thrust went deeper, filling her up until Helena's body finally gave way and accepted his size. The wet sound of skin meeting skin echoed through the room.
Pat
Pat
Pat
"Ah — ah — ah —"
Helena's moans filled the air each time their hips met. Her hands abandoned the sheets and found Arthur's forearms instead, her nails digging into his skin. The pain she'd felt at the start was fading — replaced by a forbidden pleasure that was slowly taking hold of her.
"Ah — Arthur — it feels so good!"
Helena tilted her hips upward, giving him better access. She wanted more, she craved it. For him to pound her. To ruin her even more.
Arthur felt her anus easing around him, her body opening up, welcoming him in. He smiled.
"How about we turn up the pace."
"AHHH —!"
He buried himself to the hilt in one stroke the pressure of it overwhelming her mind. But Arthur didn't stop there. He slid back out until only the tip remained and slammed back in.
Smack!
The impact sent ripples through Helena's ass, her legs still folded back trembling violently against his hands.
Smack!
Arthur was pounding her now driving into her so hard her body slid up the mattress with every thrust, forcing him to grip her waist and drag her back onto him. Helena felt like she was at the mercy of a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Her mind told her this was the same person who asked her for help with runes. The same person she interacted with at Club. The polite first-year with the bad family name.
Her body knew better.
Her body knew exactly who Arthur was.
The man who owned her ass.
"AH — ARTHUR — DON'T STOP — PLEASE DON'T STOP — FUCK ME —!"
The words tore from her throat before she could catch them. Her ass being brought to ruin a place she'd been told had no business in intimacy and yet here she was, taking his cock and screaming for more.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
Arthur's grip on her waist tightened as he drove into her with a rhythm that left no room for thought. Helena's moans had collapsed into sounds that weren't words anymore, broken syllables and half-formed screams that spilled from her lips with every thrust.
"Ah~ — ah~ — ah~ —"
Her eyes rolled back. Saliva trailed down her chin. The pleasure was so intense it had looped past anything she could process and settled into something primal, a raw, animal need that made her push her hips back against him, meeting every stroke.
"I'm close — Arthur — I'm close —!"
Arthur could feel it. Her walls were clenching tighter around him with every thrust, her body coiling toward something massive. And he wasn't far behind as he too was getting close.
So he stopped holding back.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
His hips slammed into her with everything he had, each thrust bottoming out inside her, the impact sending shockwaves through her body. Helena's screams pitched higher, her nails raking down his forearms hard enough to draw blood.
"ARTHUR — I'M — I'M GONNA —"
Helena shattered.
"AHHHH —!"
Her body seized back arching, hips lifting off the bed, her ass clamping down around him so tight it nearly pushed him out. She squirted hard, the spray soaking his stomach, his thighs, the already-ruined sheets beneath them.
Arthur came with her.
"Ngh —"
He buried himself as deep as he could go and let it hit. Thick ropes of cum pumped into her ass, each pulse sending a shockwave through Helena's body that dragged her orgasm out further than she thought possible.
Spurt.
Spurt.
Spurt.
The sensation of being filled with hot and thick ropes deep in her body sent Helena over a second edge she didn't know existed. Her squirt intensified, her body convulsing beneath him, her scream breaking into something silent as her lungs ran out of air.
Arthur held himself inside her, his hips pressed flush against her ass, riding out every last pulse until there was nothing left to give.
For a long time the only sound in the room was breathing. Ragged and broken with two people trying to remember how lungs worked.
Then Arthur pulled out slowly letting the feeling of her ass twitch for him as if calling for him to go back.
"Ahh~ —" Helena whimpered at the withdrawal. Her anus gaped slightly in his absence as thick cum oozed from the stretched hole, dripping down onto the soaked sheets below.
She lay there. Destroyed. Her chest rising and falling in shallow waves, her eyes half-lidded and unfocused, her body still twitching with aftershocks she couldn't stop.
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