Page 51 of Claiming Demons

All I felt was that pressure, solid and unmoving, planted inside me and pushing me past my limits as it pressed larger still. I let out a whine and so did Fen. Did this hurt him as much as it hurt me?

Except with the pain came an almost equal intensity of pleasure as my super-sensitive sheath pulsed around him. I’d never felt so filled by a man and the heady mix of agony and ecstasy shot through me with a surprise, powerful release.

I cried out, bucking and writhing even though I couldn’t move much with Fen’s hands and cock locking me in place. Pleasure roared through my veins, spinning me around and around and I couldn’t catch my breath.

My orgasmic flood had nowhere to go as my pussy squeezed down hard on Fen’s swollen cock, and then his wolf howled and a tidal wave of cum unleashed inside me.

I lost my mind at the extremity of pulsing pleasure, feeling his heat surge and fill me completely.

Yes Fen, take what you need!I gasped into him.

His inner voice was equally ragged and drawn,Ana! Oh gods, Ana, I… I can’t… It’s so tight, and I can’t stop. Gods!

His wolf kept howling, a long and powerful cry into the night. Even as the knot of his cock swelled yet again and his release pounded even harder within me. I felt so full, so sated and stretched and…

Full…

Yes, full!

The realization hit me almost as hard as the unending orgasm pounding through me. Fen’s wolf needed to consume, driven by a deep gnawing hunger, an emptiness that could never be filled.

Unlike Grey’s void, which needed to be controlled, Fen’s wolf needed to be filled.

I needed to make sure he was sated, fulfilled, whole.

I opened my sex up to the max, my stretched pussy pulsing around Fen’s cock to make sure I drew out every last drop of his cum, while at the same time, I shunted all of my love into Fen’s soul, filling him completely.

Then, to seal in my devotion, I put a vow of law on both of us, binding us, filling him now and pledging I would always be there to fill him when he needed it.

The howl around me changed pitches, more contented, soothing, low and laden.

Yes!Fen shouted within me.Yes, I can feel it. That did it. My wolf is receding! You did it, Ana!

And slowly, as my sex drew out every aching ounce of Fen’s release, that heavy knot inside me began to ease. As it did, I felt Fen return. His clawed hands became human and the nips of his teeth and the sniffing of that wolfen head shifted to soft kisses.

Still stuck together, we staggered to a couch and collapsed onto it, both on our knees. We leaned heavily against the back of the couch as Fen’s wolf slowly faded and the wrecking ball inside me dissipated to the point that Fen could finally pull out from me. And like a cork being removed from a champaign bottle, when Fen’s knot slid out, our combined releases finally burst forth. I groaned with relief and residual, tingling pleasure.

All I could do for a long moment was kneel there, still and gasping, as Fen tried to catch his breath beside me.

“Ah… sorry about that…” he breathed, blinking at the mess I was making… that he’d caused.

I shook my head. “Don’t be sorry. We needed to do that. If not now, then at some point. It was the only way to satisfy your wolf, for now and forever.” Even if it had been a bit… extreme. I’d be sore and walking funny for a month… or until I healed myself. Speaking of which, I began to mend my stretched and strained bits.

“Yeah,” he whispered. “I can feel it. My wolf is almost… purring inside of me.” He gave a breathy laugh. “Apparently all it takes to fill me, is to fill you.”

I chuckled as well.

“Would you be a dear and get me something to clean up with?” I asked.

I hadn’t had time to take in the space when we’d entered, so I did now. The room was a private sitting area with a couple of large couches and chairs and a few side tables. It also had a small, two-piece bathroom by the door.

“It looks like there’s an ensuite.” I tilted my head to indicate where.

Fen rose to do as I’d asked when the door to the hall burst open, flying off its hinges and nearly hitting Fen as it shot past him.

There, in the doorway, was a small, sturdily built woman with dark hair and tanned skin. Raw hatred and savage loathing burned in her eyes when she looked at me.

“You tried to steal my Fenris, didn’t you?” she spat. “Well, you can’t have him. He’s mine!”