CHAPTER 54: HAPPY HOUR SPECIAL

Helena’s breath hitched, her face still nestled in the cradle, staring at the tiled floor through blurred vision. Her body trembled, her pussy aching with a need she couldn’t suppress, her clit throbbing despite the climax that had wrecked her. Silence stretched, heavy and charged, as she struggled to regain herself, her mind a battlefield of shame and desire. She should say no, should stop this madness, reclaim her dignity but her body screamed for more, addicted to the pleasure his hands and mouth had already delivered.

As she felt him shift, his hands lifting from her thighs as if to step away, panic flared. Her hand shot out, grabbing his wrist, her fingers trembling but firm, her voice a hoarse whisper. "I... I want the happy hour special. Please. Don’t stop."

Devon’s grin widened, unseen, a wolf baring its teeth. He stepped closer, his fingers brushing her wrist where she held him, his voice dropping to a gravelly edge. "You sure about that? You want me to fuck you, Helena? Right here, right now?"

Her heart pounded, her face still hidden, but she nodded, a small, desperate motion. Devon’s hand tightened on hers, his tone sharp now, commanding. "Use your words, sweetheart. Tell me you want my cock inside your pussy."

Helena swallowed hard, her tongue darting out to wet her lips, her voice barely audible but thick with need. "Yes... I want you to fuck me. Please."

"I want your cock inside my pussy."

The words felt like a surrender, a betrayal of everything she stood for, but her body was in control now, her pussy clenching at the thought of him filling her.

Devon wasted no time. He stepped back, his hands moving to his pants, the soft rustle of fabric loud in the quiet room as he unzipped, freeing his cock. It sprang out, thick and veined, the head glistening with precum, rock-hard and ready to ruin her. He poured more oil onto his hands, slicking his shaft until it gleamed, then gently lifted Helena’s hips, positioning her so her ass was raised, her back arched, her pussy exposed and glistening. She still hadn’t seen his face, her position keeping her blind to the man she thought was a stranger, her body trembling with anticipation as he pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance.

With one slow, deliberate thrust, he pushed inside, her pussy stretching around his girth, the sensation so intense it felt like she was being ripped apart. Helena cried out, her moan muffled by the cradle, her hands gripping the table’s edges as pain and pleasure collided. "Oh fuck too big!" she gasped, her walls clenching around him, trying to adjust to his size, her juices easing the way but not enough to dull the burn.

Devon groaned, his hands gripping her hips, fingers digging into her oiled flesh. "Nothing you can’t handle, baby," he growled, his voice rough with lust, pulling out almost entirely before slamming back in, setting a relentless pace that made her ass cheeks jiggle with each thrust, the wet slap of skin against skin filling the room. Helena’s moans grew louder, desperate, her body rocking back to meet him, her hips grinding instinctively as pleasure overtook the pain.

He fucked her with savage intensity, but this time, he got creative, shifting their positions to keep her guessing, to drive her wild. He pulled her upright, her back against his chest, one arm banded around her waist, the other hand cupping her breast, pinching her nipple until she screamed. His cock drove deeper at this angle, hitting her cervix with every thrust, her pussy squirting with each brutal plunge.

"Fuck," he growled, his lips grazing her ear, his fingers sliding down to rub her clit in tight, furious circles, making her buck against him.

He spun her again, laying her flat on her back on the table, her legs spread wide, ankles hooked over his shoulders as he reentered her, his cock splitting her open anew. The change in position let him watch her, her tits bouncing wildly, her face flushed, eyes closed, mouth open in a silent scream as he pounded into her. Helena’s hands clawed at the table, then reached for him, pulling him closer, her nails raking his arms as she surrendered completely. "Harder fuck me harder!" she begged, her voice raw, her pussy gushing around him, juices dripping onto the table.

Devon obliged, his thrusts turning feral, his balls slapping her ass as he fucked her into oblivion. He grinned, relentless, flipping her onto her side, one leg lifted high as he fucked her from an angle that made her scream, her pussy spasming around him. But Helena, caught in the throes, twisted suddenly, slowly opened her eyes and turned, desperate to see the man who was destroying her. Their eyes locked her hazel gaze meeting his dark, predatory one, and recognition hit like a lightning bolt. "Devon!" she screamed, her voice a mix of shock and horror, her body thrashing to break free.

"Y-You..."

"How could it be you?!"

But Devon’s grip was iron, his hands pinning her hips, his cock still pounding her pussy, deeper now, relentless. "That’s right, baby," he growled, his thrusts growing harder, more punishing.

"Ahnnnnnnnnn!"

Helena’s protests dissolved into stutters, her body betraying her as pleasure overwhelmed her. "No fuck oh God!" she gasped, her pussy gushing, squirting in hot spurts that soaked the table as her orgasm crashed through her, her body convulsing, screams echoing in the room. Devon didn’t stop, his own release imminent, his cock throbbing as he pounded her through her climax. With a guttural groan, he pulled out, stroking his cock as he came ropes of hot cum spraying across her pussy, her ass, her thighs, marking her as his.

As she lay panting, trembling, her body slick with oil and cum, Devon stepped back, his smirk triumphant. He reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone, the screen glinting in the dim light. With a quick tap, he snapped a photo of her naked, cum-streaked, utterly wrecked, her hazel eyes wide with shock and pleasure, her body a testament to his dominance.

"A little keepsake," he murmured, pocketing the phone, leaving her to grapple with the wreckage of her body and her plans.