Anira Part 2

A tear rolls down his eye, and a roar that makes my ears ache echoes through the house as my shirt is ripped from me in a single tug. His arm pulls me in, pressing our bodies together; he is holding back, this isn’t even ten percent of his strength, but it hurts. With my body pressed against his, I’m impaled by him for the first time without an orgasm before.
We’re burning, while I gasp for air, Auror moves with me and I don’t know where he’s taking me. Everything that’s happening clouds my senses, and having his member buried inside me at this temperature is maddening. I come multiple times without him doing anything; biologically, what’s happening is impossible, but my body is flooding my channel with so much liquid that I can feel it dripping.
I’m thrown onto our bed, and Auror mounts me from behind, continuing to impale me. His thrusts are powerful, I can’t see through his mind; it’s dark. I moan with pleasure, so abnormal that I come without being able to think. He keeps thrusting, and multiple orgasms happen. I bite the sheets, and Auror tears them with his free hand’s claws. Soon, his body covers mine; his movements are strong, and his growls are loud. My hair is gripped like reins, and he thrusts without stopping.
My body is short-circuiting as I come countless times; he’s still roaring wildly. My screams are loud and almost match his roars. The pleasure is so overwhelming that I feel electricity at the tip of my tongue.
“AUROR!” I scream as the animal instinct takes over me.
We are now one; I am Auror, my body is him. My pussy is stretched to its limit; his cock seems to have grown and doubled in size. When he explodes, I feel the long and powerful jets that shock me, mixing with the multiple orgasms that burst inside me like fireworks.
The hoarse, panting growl echoes something. We are stuck and cannot move.
“Anira, you are mine.” His voice is the most feral I’ve ever heard. “I will be on you for the next hours.” My body shudders because if we have what we had a moment ago for the next 22 hours, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stay on my feet for long days.
With an animalistic roar, he positions himself again as he turns me to face him, mounting me once more. Then the madness restarts, with me completely surrendered to his most feral form. Auror is in a frenzy, and my body responds, triggering multiple orgasms for the next several hours incessantly.

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Auror


Breathless, I feel my body temperature return to normal. Anira’s low moans show me how exhausted she is. With her heartbeat steadying, I need to take care of her.
We’ve been mating for twenty-two hours, stopping only to allow my knots to deflate before starting again. When I feel them shrink, I slowly pull out of her. Her body is drenched in sweat, her hair soaked, and we don’t even have the strength for a connection.
I go to the bathroom, preparing everything before I fetch her.
“Ann.”
“Hi.” Her voice is faint.
“I’m going to take you for a bath.”
“Hunrum,” she responds weakly.
I carefully lift her into my arms, give her a bath, and while she rests in the tub, I wash myself in the large shower. Our scents can be smelled from miles away; the entire house is impregnated with them. I dry myself in the shower and step out wearing the large robe I have here.
I lift Ann out of the tub and dry her off.
“Sit here; I need to dry your hair.” Obeying, she does so. I don’t want her to get sick, and even though I hate the sound of the blow dryer, I use it.
For almost forty minutes, I dry her long white hair, fighting the urge to throw the damned device away.
Finally finished, I lift her into my arms and take her to the other room. Our bed’s sheets are too messed up to use again, and I don’t want her waiting for me to change them.
“Where are you going?”
“To bring your food. I’ll be back soon.”
I take some time to prepare everything and return carrying what she needs to eat.
“Sit down,” I order as I return, and she complies.
I arrange everything, and she starts to eat slowly. I know she’s exhausted and longing to sleep, but I can’t let her go without eating something. After she finishes, I clean everything up and lay her back in bed, covering her with the blankets.
I kiss her head, leaving with everything I brought, like the separate portions of meat—two large, raw, and juicy pieces for me. We’ll rest as much as we can from now on. After organizing everything and checking the downstairs, I go up to our room, changing all the bedding to clean linens. Once finished, I light the fireplace, setting the room up the way my companion likes it.
I go to her, already asleep, and place her on our bed. My body feels the fatigue, and I skip checking the upper part of the house. My mind is nearly shutting down as I pull Ann close to me.
“It was the best thing that ever happened to me, Ann,” I whisper, kissing her hair and surrendering completely to sleep.