Being Bent Over

Annie
As Gerry pushed inside of me, my body clenched around him. I let out a loud moan as he kept pushing into me, almost as if he had some point to prove. Whatever point he thought he had to prove, he was succeeding as his hands moved lovingly over my body. For every stroke of his cock deep inside of me, his hands sent a wave of ecstasy through me, making me go a little crazy. I pushed back against him, wanting him even deeper, and instantly cried out when he was more than happy to oblige.
“Annie!”
“Gerry! Don’t stop,” I panted, holding onto the railing in a meager attempt to keep myself from being shoved over it by the force of Gerry’s thrusts.
“NEVER!” He growled as his movements got rougher. “MINE!”
The one-word answers told me clearly who was in control, which excited Marsha. She loved when Kraven fucked us. He was a lot rougher than Gerry—a fact that Marsha loved. When his hands went to the railing beside my hips, I braced myself for more. I moaned as he started thrusting furiously into me, almost flinging me over the railing, only to be held in place by his grip on the railing.
“Put your arm around my neck,” Kraven hissed.
I hesitantly let the railing go with one hand to put my arm over my shoulder to wrap it around his neck like he asked me to do. As soon as I did, his teeth pierced my shoulder, making me scream out as pleasure flooded my system. I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t formulate the words necessary to express how I was feeling. All I could utter were nonsense sounds that I could only pray told him how much I was enjoying him fucking me so roughly. I exploded around him within seconds of his movements increasing in both pressure and speed. My arm tightened around him until he was gasping for air behind me, but even that didn’t curb his passion for me.
‘Fuck! Annie! Don’t stop. Keep strangling my dick with your pussy,’ he moaned in my head, which only increased my pleasure, hearing his voice in my head as my pussy continued to flex around him. ‘I’m so close,’ he panted.
I closed my eyes as Marsha began to clench my pussy harder around his cock, trying to hold him deep inside of me. Suddenly, he growled behind me, and his teeth were retracted from my shoulder to be jammed into the back of my neck. My body bucked uncontrollably as I felt his venom start to move through my bloodstream, setting me on fire as every nerve-ending exploded with a white-hot pleasure pain that I never wanted to end. At some point during my wild thrashing, my claws were pushed into his skin, eliciting an angry but aroused snarl from him. My vision started to blur before I lost all sight to darkness.
My world narrowed to just him as he continued to slam into me, forcing me over the edge repeatedly until I was only being held up by his cock deep inside of me and his hands at my side. As he slowly pulled out of me, my legs trembled, threatening to take me to the ground. He chuckled as he scooped me up into his arms while my body continued to quiver almost violently.
“Goddess, Annie! I’m going to have to hose off the front porch! You came so much,” he said in awe as he carried me into the house.
I stared up at him as I struggled to come down from the orgasms that were still wreaking havoc in both my body and my brain. He lifted me a little to press a kiss to my lips before setting me on a counter.
“Try not to fall off, baby,” he told me before turning around to start the shower water.
After adjusting the water, he took his clothes off and picked me back up. I couldn’t do anything except lean against him as he tugged my shirt off. When he stepped into the shower, my body was sent into another orgasm, thankfully weaker than the others, the second the hot water hit my overly sensitive skin. He sat down on the wet floor with me cradled in his lap as he slowly washed my hair while I tried desperately to get myself under control.
“Gerry?” I finally whispered.
“Yes, baby?”
“Why was that so intense?” I asked, a little nervous about how clingy I was feeling toward him.
I didn’t want him to push me away. My heart wouldn’t be able to take it. He chuckled softly for a moment before kissing my forehead.
“I have always wanted to mark someone so I could see if what I’ve always been told was true,” he answered without actually answering my question.
“What do you mean?”
He ran his finger down the back of my neck, sending delicious shivers through my body. “Supposedly, when you mark your mate, whether they are fated or chosen, it is the single most intense universe-reshaping thing you can do. I never believed it until just now, because for as much as I knew how important mates are, I never thought that marking my mate would compare to how I felt about you.” He paused to press a deep kiss to my lips before pulling back to put his forehead against mine. “Finally having you is the single most universe-reshaping event of my life. And the fact that you are my chosen mate and I marked you,” he stopped talking to finish his sentence with an aroused growl that had me burying my face in his wet chest in embarrassment.
“I love you, Gerry,” I whispered.
“I love you, too, baby. Now, do you think you can stand up?” He inquired.
“I don’t know,” I giggled. “My legs still feel like jelly.”
“Come on. Let’s try. I promise not to let you fall.”
With his help, I slowly got to my feet, leaning on him for support as he washed me up while I thoroughly enjoyed the new feelings his touch caused inside of me. When he was done, he let me out of the shower to dry me off gently before kissing me softly.
“Get dressed, Annie. I’m going downstairs so you can focus, okay?”
I sighed as the desire to have him remain close to me urged me to tell him to stay. I nodded hesitantly.
“Okay. I will be down in a few minutes.”
After he dried off and got dressed, he walked out of the room, leaving me still struggling to get dressed. The more frustrated I got at being alone, the harder it became to focus on getting ready for the day until I was screaming.
‘MARSHA! STOP THIS! WE CAN’T FUNCTION LIKE THIS!’ I told her angrily.
‘I’m sorry that you don’t feel the bond like I do,’ she snapped back at me. ‘You didn’t seem to mind how I felt about it while you were enjoying the pleasure I got from being marked by the bear and man that we love!’
I groaned as I lowered my head while I grasped the edge of the sink counter. ‘I’m sorry, Marsha. You’re right, but please work with me. If you want to bury us in how the bond feels, I don’t have a problem with that, but please, do it when we don’t have things to do. While we’re with him, if you want to act like a clingy baby bear, we will. Trust me, I want to be that way with him too. But we have to go to school. We have class. We have to be able to focus and win this all-expenses-paid college scholarship. If we are going to be Gerry’s Beta female, we need to offer more than just our presence. The more we can do to bring him up in the eyes of his sleuth, the less they will frown on our relationship.’
She remained silent for a moment before nodding. ‘Alright, Annie, but the minute he picks us up, I don’t want to stop touching him.’
‘Done!’ I eagerly agreed.
She pulled back the intensity of the desire to crawl into Gerry’s skin just so we could always be with him, which allowed me to quickly finish getting ready. When I bounded out of the bathroom, eager to get downstairs so I could see our now official mate, I drew up short when I saw him sitting on the bed with his hands clasped tightly between his knees. I hesitantly walked up to him to put my hand on his shoulder.
“Gerry? Are you alright?” I asked softly.
“No, Annie, I’m not,” he replied.
“What’s wrong?”
“I shouldn’t have marked you,” he said sadly, making me jerk back.
“I-I’m sorry. I’ll go,” I whispered defeatedly while Marsha thrashed in my head, screaming for him to take it back.
When I took a step back, he grabbed my hand and pulled me onto his lap, where he wrapped his arm tightly around my waist while he buried his face in my neck.
“Don’t go, Annie. I never want you to go. And now it’s worse.”
“What do you mean?” I asked as my heart started to pound furiously in my chest.
He sighed deeply before placing a kiss on my neck. “Kraven and I made it to the door before the need to have you in our arms again overwhelmed us. How are we supposed to go to school if the need to be close to you is this strong? I don’t know how our parents or siblings do it when they have to be apart. It’s fucking miserable, and you were just behind a fucking door!”
I leaned back to smile at him. “Marsha and I just had the same argument in the bathroom.” I gripped his face between my hands to make him raise his head so I could look into his eyes. “You can do this, Kraven. Just push it back a little. Marsha can show you.”
A few minutes went by as Marsha crossed through the link to help Kraven before she settled back into my head drowsily. I pecked his lips.
“Better?” I asked.
He nodded before his fingers dug into my thighs a little. “But if we don’t get out of the house, we won’t be going anywhere. You smell too good, and I’m starving.”
I giggled as I climbed off his lap. “I hope you always want me so much,” I confided.
He pulled me back to his body to press his half-erection against me. “Trust me, Annie, the day I stop craving you as much as the air I breathe will be the day that I no longer have air in my lungs.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck as I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him again before whispering, “And that will be the day my world ends.”