Chapter 2: Losing virginity (+18)
Emily's squeak hung in the air; heat flooded her face. The beastman's amber gaze burned into her, unyielding and hungry, his naked form a testament to primal strength.
Every inch of him was sculpted perfection—broad chest heaving slightly with restrained desire, muscles rippling under tanned skin etched with those swirling tattoos.
But it was lower that her shocked stare inevitably dropped, drawn despite her embarrassment. His cock jutted out like nothing from her furtive porn watches back on Earth.
Thick as her wrist and longer than any human she'd glimpsed online, it resembled a horse's in its sheer girth and length, veins pulsing along its length, the flared head a deep, angry red.
It stood rigid, defying gravity even as he shifted, curving upward in a wicked arc that went beyond ninety degrees, pointing toward his chest as if eager to claim what it sought.
'Oh god, that's... impossible. No porn ever showed something like this. It's huge, like a stallion's. How would that even fit?' Her mind reeled, a mix of terror and forbidden curiosity twisting in her gut.
She backed away instinctively, her bare feet scraping against the stone floor, the silk dress whispering against her thighs. Her heart hammered like a drum in her chest, each beat echoing in her ears.
What was she supposed to do? Scream? Run? This wasn't her world, and this beastman—gorgeous as he was—seemed intent on something she wasn't ready for. Yet her body betrayed her, a strange warmth pooling between her legs, unbidden and unfamiliar.
He approached slowly, his steps deliberate, that massive cock bobbing slightly with each movement but never softening. It sliced through the air like a weapon, stiff and unyielding, the upward curve making it seem even more insistent.
Emily retreated until her back hit the cool wall near the mirror, her breath coming in shallow gasps.
'He's too close. I don't know him. But... why can't I look away?' Her mind raced with questions—Who was he? Why her? Why now?—but no answers came, only the pounding of her pulse.
Before she could form a response, he was there, towering over her despite the clear gap she'd tried to maintain. His presence filled the space, heat radiating from his body like a furnace.
And then she felt it: the blunt, thick head of his cock pressing against her stomach through the thin silk, hard as iron and scorching. It nudged insistently, the girth making her abdomen dip under the pressure.
Emily froze, a gasp escaping her lips. Without warning, wetness surged between her thighs, slick and warm, trickling down her inner skin. 'What... I'm wet? Just from this? No, I can't be. But it feels... good.' She stared up at his face, now mere inches away, and her resolve cracked.
His features were breathtaking up close—those amber eyes smoldering with raw need, full lips curved in a predatory smile, the faint stubble on his jaw adding to his rugged allure. He was handsome in a way that made her knees weak, a perfect blend of man and beast.
'I want him. God, I want to kiss those lips, taste him, suck on his tongue until I can't breathe.' The thought flashed through her mind, vivid and desperate, born from years of pent-up longing in her old life.
As if he'd heard it—impossible, but the way his eyes darkened suggested otherwise—he closed the distance.
His mouth claimed hers in a fierce kiss, lips firm and demanding. Warmth exploded through her, his tongue sweeping in to tangle with hers, tasting of wild spices and untamed hunger.
Emily's body went limp, surrendering to the sensation. Her hands clutched at his arms, nails digging into solid muscle. 'It's just a kiss. Why is my body on fire? Why do I feel like I'm melting?'
His large hands slid down her sides, cupping her ass with a possessive grip. He squeezed the plush flesh, pulling her closer, and Emily let out a deep, shuddering breath against his mouth.
This was her first kiss—ever—and now hands on her ass, kneading like he owned her. A thrill shot through her, desire blooming hot and fierce. 'More. I need more. Touch me everywhere.'
He deepened the kiss, sucking on her tongue with a growl that vibrated through her chest, his fingers pressing harder into her curves. That massive cock throbbed against her stomach, the heat seeping through the silk, making her squirm.
Instinctively, she rose onto her tiptoes, stretching her body to align better, and the flared head brushed higher, nudging against the apex of her thighs where her clit pulsed with need.
A jolt of pleasure made her whimper into his mouth.
With effortless strength, he lifted her, hands under her ass as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Emily gasped as she settled against him, the silk dress riding up.
Now, his cock pressed directly between her legs, the thick shaft grinding against her soaked panties, the curve making it rub right along her folds.
She felt every inch of it, hot and unyielding, like sitting on a brand. The heat was overwhelming, building pressure in her core that her virgin body couldn't contain. 'Too much. It's too hot, too big. I can't... oh god.'
"Ah---." A moan tore from her throat, raw and needy, her hips bucking involuntarily against him.
He carried her to the bed without breaking the kiss, his tongue plundering her mouth as he lowered her onto the silken sheets.
The dress hiked up further, exposing her thighs and the damp patch on her panties, wetness glistening and dripping down her skin in thin trails.
Emily's chest heaved, her large breasts straining against the bodice. He knelt on the bed beside her, his amber eyes raking over her form like a conqueror surveying his prize.
With gentle but firm hands, he grasped the hem of her dress and peeled it upward, the silk sliding over her skin like liquid.
It caught briefly on her hips before he tugged it free, leaving her in nothing but those soaked panties. Her new body lay bare—full breasts heaving, nipples hardening in the cool air, her toned stomach leading to the V of her thighs.
Leaning down, he captured her lips again, the kiss slower now, savoring. His mouth trailed fire along her jaw, then to her neck, where he nipped and sucked at the sensitive skin.
Emily arched, a soft cry escaping as tingles raced down her spine. 'That feels... incredible. Like electricity straight to my core. Don't stop.'
His lips moved lower, hot breaths ghosting over her collarbone before he reached her breasts.
He cupped one in his massive hand, the weight overflowing his palm, and took the nipple into his mouth.
His tongue swirled around the peak, teeth grazing lightly, while his other hand pinched and rolled the opposite nipple.
Pleasure stabbed through her, sharp and sweet, her pussy clenching emptily as more slickness leaked out, soaking the sheets beneath her.
He lavished attention on her breasts until she was writhing, then kissed a path down her sternum, over her quivering stomach.
When his tongue dipped into her belly button, swirling wetly inside the shallow dip, Emily bucked her hips with a surprised laugh that turned into a moan.
'Even there? It's ticklish and hot at the same time. He's driving me insane.'
The sensation sent fresh waves of arousal crashing through her, her clit throbbing with neglect.
Lower still, his broad shoulders nudged her thighs apart, settling between them. Emily's mind whirled as he hooked his fingers into her panties, sliding them down her legs with agonizing slowness.
'Technically, this isn't my body—the old me was flat and untouched. But it is me now. This pleasure, this wetness... it's all mine.'
The fabric peeled away, revealing her pink pussy, folds swollen and glistening with arousal, clit peeking out like a pearl. He stared for a moment, a low rumble in his throat, before leaning in.
His tongue licked sideways along her slit, lapping up the juices in long, flat strokes that made her toes curl.
He teased her entrance, circling but not entering, building the ache until she was panting.
Then his mouth found her clit, sucking gently at first, then with more pressure, his tongue flicking rapidly.
At the same time, one thick finger pressed inside her, stretching her virgin walls. He curled it expertly, brushing her G-spot with unerring precision.
Emily's world shattered. Pleasure coiled tight and exploded, her body convulsing as she squirted her legs trembling and her hips up, clear fluid gushing over his hand and face.
'No! Oh god, I'm cumming already? What if he stops? I need his cock inside me—please don't leave me like this.'
Waves of ecstasy ripped through her, her thighs clamping around his head, inner walls fluttering around his finger.
Worry flickered amid the bliss—had she disgusted him? But he just stares at her eyes, his face was drenched, amber eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he licked his lips, tasting her release.