Nostrum Fortis Leo

Chapter 9


James kept him on his back this time and hooked Edward’s legs over his shoulders. With one hand James undid the zip of his fly, pulled out his engorged cock, lubed it up with a bit of saliva and ploughed it into Edward’s unprepared hole.

As much as he didn’t want anyone else to know what was happening to him, Edward could not contain the scream that broke from his lungs.

James set a grunting pace. “Fuck this is good. You are so tight. It’s like you want to keep a hold of me inside you.”

Edward made a choking sound at the words, disbelieving. His body burned with a pain more severe than anything he’d ever known, and the emotional trauma was ten times worse. Edward did his best to not make anymore sounds.

Tears spilled from his green eyes, unchecked. He wished desperately that he was not on his back, able to see the fiend moving above him. He squeezed his eyes shut again and turned his head away.

James’ thrusts became deeper than before as his abused entrance stretched with the onslaught and became more accommodating to the intruder. It made Edward feel sick.

All the while, hot, rough hands kept up their own attention on Edward’s genitals, fondling his balls and gripping his dick. Sometimes James would rub at the shaft, trying to entice some life into the flaccid flesh. But nothing was going to come of it.

Edward sobbed again as James bent his head down and attached his mouth to the side of his throat. He bit it, licked it and sucked on it until a vivid red mark became distinctive against his pale skin.

Neither knew how long it went. James drew out his pleasure as much as he was physically able, fighting down his ejaculate every time it threatened him on the brink. He would admit that fucking Edward was the best he’d even had.

“Fuck yeah. I’m surprised no one has taken you before now. If only they knew what they were missing,” James gasped out through grunting pants.

Plunging inside, deeper than before, James let out a guttural moan and filled the teen with his seed. Edward winced at the salty sting it left on his torn inner walls.

James collapsed, sated, on top of Edward and contentedly remained there.

Edward’s sore, cramped up legs slowly lowered. He sobbed again as the movement brought the sensation of James’ cock still imbedded within him. He had never felt so used and dirty in his life.

The shock of the experience began to creep up on Edward then and he embraced the darkness with open arms.