His thrusts grew erratic, hips stuttering as he got closer. He leaned down over my back, chest pressed to me, mouth right at my ear.

“Take it,” he rasped. “Take every inch. This cunt is mine. Say it.”

He lifted his hand just enough for me to answer, still thrusting deep.

“Yours,” I gasped, voice hoarse and wrecked. “Fuck—Cavern—it’s yours—please—”

He slammed his hand back over my mouth and buried himself as deep as he could go with a low, guttural groan. I felt the hot, thick pulses of his cum flooding inside me — spurt after heavy spurt as his cock jerked and throbbed. He stayed buried there, grinding...