Smitten Series: Book One to Eight

18 - Devoured and Marked (R18+)

Warning: SPG

"It hurts..."

Thistle is now crying, kaso wala pa sa kalahati ang naipapasok ni Saint.

"I feel so full already, okay na ba?"

"Wala pa sa kalahati, love."

"Ano!?"

Gusto nang mahimatay ni Thistle ngayon.

"Masakit ba talaga? I can pull-"

"Don't! Naipasok mo na tapos bubunutin mo? Ganyan kayong mga lalaki eh, papasok sa tahimik naming buhay tapos pag umiyak na kami, wala na, lalayo na kayo agad."

"Huh?" napatawa si Saint at pinitik siya sa noo. "Ang drama mo, ano itutuloy ko pa ba 'to?"

"Ituloy mo na. I am a fighter, you know?"

"Okay, one more thrust and it will be okay."

Thistle just nodded her head. Saint held her waist tightly and in one thrust, he went deeper inside of Thistle.

She feels so full, and it hurts. But God knows how brave she is for fighting the pain caused by twenty-point thirty-two centimeters manhood of Saint.

"Are you okay? Breathe, love. Breathe..."

"It's okay, but it really hurts. Look at my tummy, it went so deep..." naiyak na wika ni Thistle. "Omyghad, I am so brave."

Saint kissed her lips slowly. "Yeah, you are so brave. I love you, love."

Thistle encircled her arms in Saint's neck and kissed him back. When they moved away from each other, Saint started to pounce on her. Gentle at first, then turned rough. Thistle nails digging into Saint's back. They are both moaning, and their bodies are full of sweat.

Saint tattoos look rad when his sweat runs down all over his torso and abdominal muscle.

"Saint... Saint..."

"That's it, love... call my name. Shout it, love... Come one, moan for me..."

Mas lalong umingay si Thistle and Saint loved it.

"You're so tight, love. Your walls clenching into me. Do you feel it? I am hitting a spot where you like it."

Saint didn't stop talking dirty in her left ear. He even licked it, and this was the first time Saint felt delirious and like a wild animal. Sa mga babaeng naikama na niya, wala siyang nararamdaman na kakaiba but just pure lust. Somehow with Thistle, he loves how his body connects to hers.

Thistle did muscle control and Saint groaned because of what she did.

"I am so near, love... Sabay tayo?'

Hindi sumagot si Thistle at naramdaman lalo ni Saint ang pagsikip nito. Thistle came and reached the glory again. Saint moves faster, deeper and even harder into Thistle's body. In four thrust, he came but didn't stop pounding on top of her.

"Wait, Saint... I just came..."

"I want to please you again."

"But I'm tired... it's too much..."

Saint breathed out, binuhat niya si Thistle habang nakapasok pa rin ang pagkakalaki sa kweba nito. "Do you want water?"

"Yes, please."

Nagsimula maglakad si Saint papunta sa fridge, using his one hand, he opened it and got a bottle of water. Pinainom niya si Thistle muna bago siya. When they were done, Saint saw a cake and an idea popped into his mind.

Lumapit siya ro'n at binaba na muna si Thistle.

"I'm kind of hungry and wanted to taste the cake." said Saint, kinamay ang chocolate sa ibabaw ng cake at pinahid sa katawan ni Thistle.

Namula ang babae at napalunok.

Mapapalaban na naman po ako. 'Yan ang nasa isip ngayon ni Thistle.

"I'm going to devour you again, love. I'm going to leave so many marks on your body, so you know you are belonging to me."

At 'yon na, Saint started to eat Thistle alive.

Thistle felt tired and her body was aching now. Saint stopped fucking her and carried her to the bathroom. Nilinis ni Saint ang kanyang katawan, nakatulog pa si Thistle sa kanyang bisig dahil sa kapaguran. Nang mabihisan ang dalaga ay do'n lang pumasok sa isip niya ang pinaggagawa kay Thistle.

"Fuck, kapag nalaman ni Slate na naging rough ako... baka..." bumuntong-hininga siya. Sa mga babaeng naikama niya hanggang one round lang sila dahil nagrereklamo ang iba sa paraan ng pag-fuck niya a mga 'to. And Thistle is really brave for keeping her stamina until round six.

Baka mabuntis na si Thistle dahil lahat ay pinutok niya sa loob nito. He even fucks her in the dining area, in his bedroom again and in the sofa. Sana ay mapatawad siya ni Thistle pag gising nito.

Thstle bit her lower lip as her body aching in pain. Mas masakit ngayon kaysa kagabi.

The Saint sat beside her silently and looked nervous. Who wouldn't? He was like a wild animal last night! Kawawang Thistle.

"I'm sorry love..." Saint said in a low voice. "I am so sorry, I... I'm sorry..."

"You really like rough, huh?"

Namula ang tainga ni Saint at napatawa nang mahina. "Hindi naman..."

"Liar."

"I'm sorry."

"Enough with the sorry, can you give me pancakes? Or something to eat? I'm really hungry right now."

"I cooked pasta, wait here and don't move."

Tumango si Thistle, lumabas na ng silid si Saint. Thistle looked at her thighs but putting down the shorts she was wearing, she looked at her hands and chest. There's a lot of bite marks there.

Namula siya nang maalala ang nangyari kagabi.

Hindi na siya tomboy talaga. Isa na siyang babae! Ganap na babae!

Rejoice!

Pumasok na si Saint sa silid at napanganga nang makita si Thistle na nakababa ang short nito. "Round seven?" hindi mapigilang pagtatanong niya sa babae.

Mas lalong namula si Thistle at sinmaan siya ng tingin. "Walang round seven na mangyayari!"

"Sabi ko nga, so..." pinakita ni Saint ang hawak na pinggan. May pasta at cake ro'n. "Here's my peace offering, love."