The air in the room was thick with the scent of her—sweet, musky, and so fucking intoxicating it made his cock twitch just from breathing it in. Elias stood there, a towering wall of muscle and hunger, his 6’8” frame blocking out the light as he loomed over her. His broad shoulders stretched the fabric of his black tee, the sleeves clinging to biceps that looked like they could snap a man in half. The dark ink of his tattoos coiled up his forearms, disappearing beneath the fabric, hinting at the raw, untamed power beneath. His jaw was sharp, shadowed with stubble, lips parted just enough to let out the low, rumbling growl that vibrated through the space between them.

And then there was her.

Lena knelt before him, her curvy 5’3” body trembling not from fear, but from the kind of anticipation that made her pussy clench around nothing. Her thick thighs pressed together, the hem of her too-short skirt riding up just enough to tease the soft, creamy flesh beneath. The fabric clung to her wide hips, the kind that made a man’s hands itch to grip, to own. Her tits—full, heavy, spilling over the neckline of her top—rose and fell with every ragged breath, her nipples already hard little points begging for his teeth. The dark curls of her hair tumbled over her shoulders, framing a face flushed with need, lips parted and glistening from where she’d been biting them.

She didn’t just want this. She ached for it.

Elias exhaled through his nose, the sound rough, almost feral. His cock was a thick, heavy weight in his jeans, pressing against the zipper like it was trying to burst free. He could smell her arousal from here—ripe, dripping, the kind of scent that made his balls draw up tight with the need to fuck. To breed.

His voice was a dark, velvety rasp when he finally spoke, each word dripping with possession. "You’re mine to breed, aren’t you?"

The question wasn’t really a question. It was a demand. A fact.

Lena’s breath hitched, her fingers digging into her own thighs hard enough to leave crescent-shaped marks in her skin. She didn’t look up at first, her gaze fixed on the bulge in his pants, her tongue darting out to wet her lips. "Y-yes," she whispered, the word barely audible. Then, louder, firmer, like she was reminding herself of the truth. "Anytime. Anywhere. You own me."

A growl tore from Elias’ chest, deep and primal, and before she could even finish the sentence, his massive hands were on her. One palm splayed across her lower back, fingers spreading wide to claim as much of her as possible, while the other fisted in her hair, tilting her head back just enough to force her to meet his gaze. His touch was everywhere—burning, possessive, like he was branding her skin with just the pressure of his fingertips.

"Say it again," he ordered, his voice a rough grind of lust. "Louder. Like you mean it."

Lena’s pulse hammered in her throat, her pussy throbbing with the need to be filled. She arched into his touch, her tits pressing against the inside of her top, her nipples aching. "I’m yours," she gasped, the words tumbling out in a rush. "Yours to fuck. Yours to breed. Anytime. Any-fucking-where. You own me."

Elias’ cock jerked at the sound of her voice, pre-cum already leaking through the fabric of his boxers. "Good girl," he rumbled, his free hand sliding up to wrap around her throat—not tight enough to cut off her air, but enough to make her feel it. To remind her who was in charge. "Now show me that pretty cunt."

She didn’t hesitate.

Lena’s hands flew to the hem of her skirt, yanking it up in one sharp motion, bunching the fabric around her waist. The cool air hit her bare, dripping pussy, and she moaned, her thighs trembling as she spread them wider, offering herself up to him. No panties. Just her—swollen, glistening lips, her clit already throbbing, her entrance fluttering with the need to be stretched. To be ruined.

Elias’ breath came out in a harsh hiss as he took her in, his grip on her throat tightening just a fraction. "Fucking look at you," he groaned, his thumb brushing over her bottom lip before shoving it into her mouth. "Already so wet for me. Already begging for it."

Lena whimpered around his thumb, her tongue swirling around the thick digit, sucking it like she wished it was his cock. Her hips rocked forward instinctively, like she was trying to fuck the air. "Please," she pleaded, her voice muffled. "I need you. Now."

That was all it took.

Elias released her with a snarl, his hands flying to his belt, the sound of the leather unbuckling loud in the heavy silence. His jeans were open in seconds, his cock springing free—thick, veiny, the head already dark with blood, pre-cum beading at the slit. He wasn’t just big. He was monstrous. The kind of cock that made women weep when they saw it, the kind that stretched pussies to their limit and then some.

And he was hers.

Lena’s breath came in sharp, desperate pants as she stared at it, her pussy clenching at the thought of taking him. "Fuck," she whimpered, her hands flying to her tits, squeezing them through her top. "Please, please—"

Elias didn’t let her finish.

In one rough motion, he grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into the soft flesh hard enough to bruise, and yanked her forward. Lena cried out as her hands flew to the floor to brace herself, her ass lifted high, her pussy dripping onto the carpet beneath her. She could feel him—his heat, the thick, pulsing head of his cock brushing against her soaked lips, teasing her entrance.

"You want this cock, baby?" Elias growled, his voice a dark purr as he dragged the head up and down her slit, coating himself in her juices. "You want me to ruin this tight little cunt?"

"YES!" Lena screamed, her back arching, her nails scraping against the floor. "Fucking give it to me! I need it—I need you—"

Elias didn’t make her beg again.

With a snarl, he slammed into her in one brutal thrust, his cock spearing her open, stretching her to the brink of pain. Lena’s scream tore through the room, her body jolting forward from the force of it, her pussy clamping down around him like a vise. "FUCK—!" she shrieked, her voice breaking, her walls milking him instinctively, like her body was trying to pull him deeper.

"Goddamn," Elias groaned, his hands tightening on her hips, his thumbs digging into the dimples above her ass. He was buried inside her, his balls pressed flush against her, the heat of her so fucking perfect it made his vision swim. "So fucking tight. So fucking mine."

Lena couldn’t even breathe, let alone speak. She could feel him—every ridge, every vein, the way he pulsed inside her, filling her up until she thought she might break. Her pussy was on fire, her clit throbbing, her tits aching where they swung beneath her. She could already feel the orgasm building, coiling tight in her belly, her body desperate to cum around his cock.

Elias didn’t give her time to adjust.

He pulled back, his cock dragging against her walls, the friction electric, and then slammed back in, his hips snapping against her ass with a wet slap. Lena screamed, her body jerking with the impact, her pussy gushing around him. "Oh my—GOD—!"

"That’s it," Elias growled, his voice a dark, approving rumble as he set a punishing rhythm. "Take my cock, baby. Take every fucking inch." His thrusts were relentless—deep, brutal, each one driving the air from her lungs. The sound of flesh hitting flesh filled the room, the wet, obscene noises of her pussy taking him, her juices dripping down her thighs, soaking into the carpet beneath her knees.

Lena was lost to it.

Her arms gave out, her chest hitting the floor, her ass still lifted high, her body rocking with every thrust. "Harder!" she sobbed, her fingers clawing at the carpet. "Fuck me harder—!"

Elias laughed, the sound dark, almost feral, as he leaned over her, his massive body caging her in. One hand fisted in her hair, yanking her head back, forcing her to arch beneath him, her tits pressing against the floor. The other hand slid around her throat, his thumb pressing against her pulse point, feeling the way her heartbeat raced beneath his touch. "You can take it," he growled in her ear, his hot breath making her shiver. "You were made to take my cock, weren’t you?"

"YES!" Lena wailed, her pussy clenching around him, her orgasm right there, just out of reach. "I’m yours—I’m yours—!"

"Then cum," Elias commanded, his voice a dark snarl as he pounded into her, his balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. "Cum on my cock like the good little breeder you are."

That was all it took.

Lena’s back bowed, a keening cry tearing from her throat as her orgasm exploded through her, her pussy locking down around his cock, her juices gushing out around him in a hot, messy rush. "Elias—!FUCK—!" she screamed, her body trembling, her vision whiting out as pleasure wrecked her, wave after wave of it crashing over her, drowning her.

Elias groaned, his cock throbbing inside her, his grip on her hair tightening as he fucked her through it, his thrusts becoming erratic, desperate. "That’s it," he grunted, his voice rough with effort. "Milk my cock, baby. Show me how bad you want my cum."

Lena was helpless beneath him, her body convulsing, her pussy squirting around him, soaking them both, the sound of it obscene, the wet heat of her release dripping down her thighs. She could feel him—his cock swelling inside her, his balls drawing up tight, his entire body coiling like a spring.

He was close.

"Gonna fill you up," Elias rasped, his voice a dark promise as he hammered into her, his hips pistoning, his cock pounding her cervix. "Gonna put a baby in this tight little cunt."

"YES!" Lena sobbed, her nails digging into the carpet, her body aching for it. "Breed me—please—!"

Elias roared, his cock jerking deep inside her as his orgasm hit, his cum flooding her in thick, hot pulses, filling her up, drowning her. Lena screamed, another orgasm ripping through her as she felt him paint her walls, his seed spilling into her, marking her, claiming her.

For a long moment, there was nothing but the sound of their ragged breathing, the drip of cum leaking out of her, the way their bodies trembled in the aftermath. Elias stayed buried inside her, his cock still twitching, his cum seeping out around him, dripping down her thighs.

Slowly, he pulled out, his cock glistening with her juices and his cum, the head still dark and angry-looking. Lena whimpered at the loss, her pussy clenching around nothing, her body aching to be filled again.

Elias chuckled darkly, his hand coming down on her ass with a sharp crack that made her yelp. "Greedy little thing," he murmured, his fingers trailing through the mess between her legs, gathering up his cum and her juices before shoving them back inside her. "Don’t worry, baby. We’re not done yet."

Lena moaned, her body thrumming with aftershocks, her pussy throbbing around his fingers. She could feel his cum inside her, warm and thick, filling her. "More," she whispered, her voice raw. "I need more."

Elias’ cock jerked at the sound of her voice, already hardening again. "Kitchen," he ordered, his voice rough. "Now. Bend over the counter."

Lena didn’t hesitate.

She pushed herself up on shaking legs, her skirt still bunched around her waist, her pussy dripping with his cum. She could feel it—thick and warm, leaking out of her with every step, her thighs slick with it. The walk to the kitchen was a blur, her body still humming from the first orgasm, her mind already racing with the promise of the next.

The kitchen was spacious, the countertops cold and smooth beneath her palms as she bent over, her ass lifted high, her tits pressing against the edge. She could see their reflection in the dark window over the sink—her, flushed and wrecked, him, towering behind her, his cock already hard again, his eyes dark with hunger.

Elias didn’t waste time.

His hands were on her in an instant, one palm splayed across her lower back, the other gripping her hip, his fingers digging in hard enough to leave marks. "Spread," he commanded, his voice a dark growl.

Lena obeyed, her legs trembling as she widened her stance, her pussy glistening, his cum still dripping out of her. She could feel his gaze on her, burning, like he was memorizing every inch of her.

"Fuck," Elias groaned, his cock throbbing as he stepped closer, the head brushing against her soaked lips. "Look at you. Still dripping with my cum. Still begging for more."

"I’ll always beg for you," Lena whimpered, her fingers clawing at the countertop. "Please, Elias. Fuck me."

Elias didn’t need to be told twice.

His cock slid into her in one smooth motion, filling her up again, stretching her around his girth. Lena moaned, her head falling forward, her body melting around him. "Oh god—"

"You like that, baby?" Elias growled, his hands gripping her hips as he pulled back, his cock dragging against her walls before slamming back in. "You like being my little cumdump?"

"YES!" Lena cried, her pussy clenching around him, her tits aching where they pressed against the counter. "I love it—I love you—"

Elias snarled, his thrusts becoming harder, deeper, the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoing off the tile walls. "You’re mine," he grunted, his cock pounding into her, his balls slapping against her clit. "Say it."

"I’m yours!" Lena screamed, her orgasm building again, her body trembling beneath him. "Only yours—always—!"

"Damn right," Elias growled, his hand coming down on her ass with a sharp smack that made her yelp. "And you’re gonna take my cock in that tight little asshole next, aren’t you?"

Lena’s breath hitched, her pussy clenching around him at the words. "Y-yes," she gasped, her body already aching for it. "Anything. Everything."

Elias groaned, his cock swelling inside her, his orgasm close. "Good girl," he rasped, his thrusts becoming erratic, desperate. "Now cum for me."

Lena didn’t have a choice.

Her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her pussy locking down around his cock, her juices gushing out around him, soaking them both. "Elias—!FUCK—!" she screamed, her body convulsing, her vision whiting out as pleasure wrecked her.

Elias roared, his cock jerking deep inside her as his cum flooded her again, filling her up, marking her. Lena sobbed, her body trembling, her pussy milking him, her ass aching with the promise of what was to come.

She could feel him—his cum spilling into her, his cock pulsing, his entire body claiming her.

And she loved it.

When Elias finally pulled out, his cum dripping out of her, she whimpered at the loss, her body already craving more. But she knew they weren’t done.

Not even close.

Elias’ fingers trailed through the mess between her legs, gathering up his cum and her juices before pressing them against her tight, puckered hole. "You’re gonna take me here next," he murmured, his voice a dark promise. "And you’re gonna love it."

Lena moaned, her ass clenching around his fingers, her body already aching to be filled. "Yes," she whispered, her voice raw. "I’ll take everything you give me."

Elias chuckled, the sound dark, almost feral. "Good," he growled, his cock already hardening again. "Because I’m not done with you yet."

And Lena knew—he never would be.

The kitchen tile was cold beneath Lena’s knees, but she barely noticed. All she could focus on was the heat—the way her body still burned from the last orgasm, the way her pussy ached from being stretched, the way her ass twitched in anticipation of what was coming.

Elias stood behind her, his massive frame casting a shadow over her, his cock already hard again, throbbing with the need to fuck. His fingers were still buried in her ass, working her open, stretching her, his other hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise.

"You’re gonna take my cock here, baby," he murmured, his voice a dark purr as he added a third finger, scissoring them, stretching her wide. "Gonna ream this tight little asshole until you scream."

Lena whimpered, her body trembling, her pussy dripping at the words. "Yes," she gasped, her fingers clawing at the tile. "Please, Elias. I need it."

Elias groaned, his cock jerking at the sound of her voice. "Fuck, you’re perfect," he growled, his fingers pumping in and out of her ass, stretching her, preparing her. "Look at you. Already begging for my cock in your ass."

Lena could feel it—the burn, the stretch, the way her body was opening for him. "I’ll take it," she sobbed, her body aching for it. "I’ll take all of it."

Elias didn’t make her wait.

He pulled his fingers free with a wet pop, replacing them with the thick, angry head of his cock. Lena moaned, her body tensing as he pressed against her, the stretch intense, burning.

"Relax," Elias commanded, his voice rough as he gripped her hips, his thumbs digging into the soft flesh. "Breathe, baby. Let me in."

Lena exhaled shakily, forcing her body to relax, to open for him. "Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Yes, please."

Elias pushed.

The head of his cock breached her, stretching her wide, the burn sharp, intense. Lena cried out, her fingers clawing at the tile, her body trembling as he pushed deeper, inch by inch, filling her up, claiming her.

"Fuck," Elias groaned, his cock pulsing as her ass clamped down around him. "So fucking tight. So fucking perfect."

Lena couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think—all she could do was feel. The stretch, the burn, the way he filled her, owned her. "More," she gasped, her body aching for it. "Give me more."

Elias snarled, his hands tightening on her hips as he slammed into her, his cock burying itself to the hilt, his balls slapping against her pussy. Lena screamed, her body jolting forward, her ass burning, her pussy throbbing.

"That’s it," Elias growled, his voice dark with approval as he pulled back, his cock dragging against her walls before slamming back in. "Take my cock, baby. Take every fucking inch."

Lena sobbed, her body rocking with every thrust, her ass slapping against his thighs, the sound obscene, filthy. "Harder!" she begged, her voice breaking. "Fuck me harder—!"

Elias laughed, the sound dark, almost feral, as he set a punishing rhythm, his cock pounding into her ass, stretching her, ruining her. "You can take it," he grunted, his hands gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises. "You were made for this."

Lena moaned, her body melting around him, her ass clenching, her pussy dripping. She could feel it—the way her body was opening for him, the way she was taking him, loving every second of it.

"Cum for me," Elias commanded, his voice a dark snarl as he fucked her, his cock pounding her ass, his balls slapping against her pussy. "I want to feel you squirt all over my cock."

Lena’s body tensed, her orgasm coiling tight in her belly. "Elias—!" she cried, her voice breaking.

"Now, baby," Elias growled, his cock swelling inside her, his orgasm close. "Cum for me like the good little slut you are."

That was all it took.

Lena’s back bowed, a keening cry tearing from her throat as her orgasm exploded through her, her pussy gushing, her juices squirting out around his cock, soaking them both. "FUCK—!" she screamed, her body convulsing, her ass clenching around him, milking him.

Elias roared, his cock jerking deep inside her as his cum flooded her ass, filling her up, marking her. Lena sobbed, her body trembling, her pussy throbbing, her ass aching with the fullness of him.

For a long moment, there was nothing but the sound of their ragged breathing, the drip of cum leaking out of her, the way their bodies trembled in the aftermath.

Then, Elias pulled out, his cock glistening with cum and her juices, the head still dark and angry-looking.

Lena whimpered at the loss, her body aching to be filled again.

But she knew they weren’t done.

Not yet.

Elias’s hands were on her in an instant, lifting her, carrying her to the bedroom. Lena moaned, her body melting against his, her pussy throbbing, her ass aching. She could feel him—his cum dripping out of her, his hands claiming her, his entire body owning her.

When he threw her onto the bed, she bounced, her tits jiggling, her pussy glistening. She looked up at him, her eyes dark with need, her body begging for more.

Elias loomed over her, his cock hard again, throbbing with the need to fuck. "Last one, baby," he growled, his voice a dark promise. "Gonna pin you down and breed you proper."

Lena whimpered, her legs spreading wide, her pussy dripping. "Yes," she whispered, her voice raw. "Breed me. Claim me."

Elias didn’t waste time.

He crawled onto the bed, his massive body covering hers, his cock pressing against her soaked entrance. Lena moaned, her legs wrapping around his waist, her heels digging into his ass, pulling him closer.

"Mine," Elias growled, his voice a dark snarl as he slammed into her, his cock burying itself to the hilt, his balls slapping against her ass.

"Yours!" Lena screamed, her body arching beneath him, her pussy clenching around him, milking him.

Elias fucked her like a man possessed—his thrusts hard, deep, relentless. The bed creaked beneath them, the headboard slamming against the wall, the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoing through the room.

"Gonna fill you up," Elias rasped, his voice rough with effort. "Gonna put a baby in this tight little cunt."

"YES!" Lena sobbed, her body trembling, her orgasm building. "Breed me—please—!"

Elias roared, his cock swelling inside her, his cum flooding her in thick, hot pulses, filling her up, drowning her. Lena screamed, her body convulsing, her pussy milking him, her juices gushing out around him, soaking the sheets beneath them.

For a long moment, there was nothing but the sound of their ragged breathing, the drip of cum leaking out of her, the way their bodies trembled in the aftermath.

Then, Elias collapsed on top of her, his cock still buried inside her, his cum spilling out around him.

Lena whimpered, her arms wrapping around him, her body melting beneath his. "You’ve claimed me," she whispered, her voice raw. "Body and soul."

Elias groaned, his lips pressing against her neck, his breath hot against her skin. "Damn right I have," he growled, his voice dark with possession. "And I’m never letting you go."