Chapter 393. She Wanted To Give Me Breastmilk, But She’s Not Pregnant Yet!**

Since she was still facing away from him, Aveline couldn't see his expression, but she could feel the hunger in his tone. As Mike settled onto his back on the floor, Aveline found herself suspended in a precarious position.

Instinctively reaching out for stability, she planted both palms flat against the mattress behind her. She leaned forward, bracing herself against the bed as she remained facing away from him in a twisted, reverse cowgirl position where he was beneath her, driving upward from the floor.

SQUISH... SLOP...

The sound of their wet connection was different now, deeper and more muffled by the mattress, but no less obscene. Without the support of his arms holding her up, Aveline had to rely entirely on her own strength to balance herself while Mike's cock continued to claim her from below.

"Oh fuck... oh god..." Aveline whimpered, her palms pressing hard into the sheets as she felt the angle change again.

Because he was lying flat, each thrust from beneath felt like it was hitting her from an entirely new direction, grinding against her internal walls with devastating precision. "It feels... different... so fucking different..."

PLAP! SQUELCH!

Mike began to thrust upward again, his hips bucking off the floor to meet her.

"This is better, isn't it?" he taunted, his laughter muffled by the floor. "Now you're the one holding yourself up while I fuck you like a toy..."

"You can't even see me, can you? You're just riding the feeling."

"Yes... yes!! I can't see anything but the sheets!!" Aveline cried out, her arms shaking from the effort of supporting her weight. "I can only feel you!!"

"I can only feel how fucking big you are inside me!! Mmmph... HNNNGH!!"

The position forced her to arch her back even more dramatically, exposing the full length of her spine as she bucked back against him. Every time she descended, the friction between her ass cheeks and his pelvis created a wet, slapping sound that seemed to echo louder in the now quieter room.

SHLUCK... SHLUCK... SHLUCK...

"Fuck me harder, Mike!! Use me!!" she pleaded, her fingers digging into the mattress.

The humiliation of the piss and the squirt was still fresh in her mind, but it had transformed into a new kind of fuel. "I want to feel you bottom out every single time!! I want to feel you stretching me until I break again!!"

Mike didn't need to be told twice. He increased the tempo, his thrusts becoming short, sharp stabs that sent vibrations through Aveline's entire frame.

The sound of their coupling became a rhythmic, wet percussion: the slap of his pelvis against her ass, the squelching of his cock sliding through her slick cunt and asshole, and Aveline's increasingly desperate moans.

"That's it... take it all..." Mike grunted, his breathing becoming ragged as he watched her hips roll and grind against him from below. "Show me how much of a slut you really are."

"I AM!! I'M YOUR SLUT!! OH GOD, MIKE!! YES!! RIGHT THERE!!"

"FUCK ME!! FUCK ME!!" Aveline's screams returned, raw and unfiltered, as she surrendered once more to the overwhelming power of his dominance.

As Mike continued to drive upward from the floor, his hands wandered from her hips to the front of her body. Aveline felt his massive, calloused palms slide up her torso, past her ribs, until they finally cupped her heavy breasts.

The sudden contact made her gasp, her back arching reflexively as his fingers sank deep into her flesh.

SQUISH... GRIP...

"Oh fuck... Mike..." she moaned, her head rolling sideways. "Your hands... they're so big..."

But he wasn't gentle. Mike's grip tightened painfully, his fingers digging into the soft tissue of her breasts as if he were trying to crush them.

Then, his thumbs found her nipples. He pinched them between his fingers and began to pull, stretching them outward with brutal force.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!! MIKE!! OH GOD!!"Aveline shrieked, the pain and pleasure blurring into one overwhelming sensation. "Nnnngh... fuck... they hurt so good!!"

"Don't stop!! Pull them harder!!"

TUG... STRETCH... SQUELCH...

He was relentless, twisting and yanking on those sensitive peaks, extending them further than they seemed capable of going.

The stimulation was so intense that Aveline felt a phantom ache in her chest, a deep, throbbing pressure that made her feel like she was overflowing. In her delirious, overstimulated state, her mind twisted reality.

"Nnnngh... oh fuck... I feel like... like I'm leaking!!" she wailed, her voice cracking as another thrust from below made her entire body jump. "My tits... they're so full... fuck, Mike, they feel like they're going to burst!!"

"I want to give you everything!! I want to fucking milk you dry!!"

The stimulation was so sharp she actually began to cry out in frustration. "Why won't they... why won't they produce anything?!"

"I want to give you milk!! I want to feed you!! Fuck!!"

"Why can't I fucking produce milk for you right now?!!"

Mike let out a dark, booming laugh that vibrated through the mattress and directly into her spine. The sound was mocking, cruel, and utterly intoxicating.

"Hahahaha! Are you serious right now, Aveline?" Mike roared, giving her nipples one particularly vicious yank that made her eyes roll back again. "You're so desperate to be claimed that you want to fucking nurse me?"

"You want to be a fucking breeding mare so bad?"

"YES!! YES!! I WANT IT!! I WANT TO BE FILLED WITH YOU!!" she screamed back, her frustration boiling over into raw, desperate need.

"Well, sorry to disappoint you, princess," Mike growled, his hips slamming into her asshole with enough force to make the bedframe creak. "But you're not pregnant yet."

"And since you're begging for it so fucking hard... I'm not going to waste a single drop of my seed on the floor."

"I'm going to save every bit of my unleashed cum inside you..."

"I'm going to fill you until you're leaking from every hole until you're finally carrying what you're asking for."

"NOOOO!! DON'T MAKE ME WAIT!! FUCK!! FUCK ME NOW!!" Aveline cried out in pure frustration, her hips bucking wildly against his cock.

The idea of him withholding his climax of him saving all that hot, thick cum specifically to plant it inside her sent her into a fresh spiral of arousal and rage. "DON'T YOU DARE HOLD BACK!!"

"JUST FILL ME!! FILL ME NOW!!"

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! SLOP!

"You're fucking pathetic," Mike taunted, though his own breathing was becoming increasingly labored as he watched her unravel. "Begging to be bred like a fucking animal."

"Look at you, screaming for my cum like it's oxygen."

"I AM!! I'M AN ANIMAL!! I'M YOUR BREEDING SLUT!!" Aveline's voice broke into a series of high-pitched, keening moans.

The combination of her nipples being stretched painfully and his cock hammering into her rear created a sensory overload that pushed her to the absolute edge. "FUCK ME!! FUCK ME UNTIL I'M PREGNANT!!"

"FUCK ME UNTIL I CAN'T THINK!! AAAAAHHHHHHH!!"

The room was a chaos of noise: the wet, rhythmic slapping of their bodies, the creaking of the mattress, the sound of Mike's mocking laughter, and Aveline's unhinged, desperate screams as she begged to be claimed, to be filled, and to finally be broken completely by him.

Mike's cruelty only escalated as he watched Aveline unravel. His hands, already bruising her soft flesh, became even more vicious.

His fingers curled into claws, and he began to rake his fingernails across the sensitive mounds of her breasts. He wasn't just pinching anymore; he was marking her.

His nails dug deep enough to leave angry red crescents in her pale skin, dragging down the sides of her tits as he continued to twist her nipples.

"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!! MIKE!! STOP NO, DON'T STOP!!"

"FUCK!!" Aveline shrieked, her back arching so hard it looked like her spine might snap.

The pain was sharp, searing, and electrifying, sending jolts of agony laced with pleasure straight to her core. "OH GOD!! YOU'RE... marking me!!"

"You're fucking claiming me!!"

SKRIIIIITCH... SQUISH...

"Marking you?" Mike growled, his voice dropping to a dangerous, gravelly register. He yanked her nipple so hard she let out a strangled whimper. "This is nothing, Aveline."

"You think you're special? You think you're worthy of carrying my legacy?"