Chapter 58: Intense and Corrupt Emotions (4) ❤️
"P-please…" Roni pleaded, her voice cracking into a breathy whimper. In that moment, she was no longer just a woman — she was a sacred offering, a living altar for the only man allowed to see her like this. The only man who owned every hidden corner of her body, every thought, every filthy desire she was too terrified to say out loud. She didn't just want him to take her — she needed him to claim her, to shelter her, to extinguish the wildfire burning uncontrollably in her veins.
To Roni, Finn wasn't merely a lover. He was a divine figure etched into her very soul, the one light and warmth she would crawl into again and again without hesitation. Her god, her tormentor, her savior — all in one.
On his side, Finn felt his mind sliding deeper into a euphoric abyss. Every second, every tremble of her flesh, every ragged breath she took, pulled him further into a state of ravenous ecstasy. He positioned himself to thrust into her as he usually did, but suddenly paused, a wicked grin curling his lips. Slowly, deliberately, he tilted his head as though savoring a delicious thought. His fingers moved with deliberate menace to the center of her ass cheeks, parting them wide, and his thumb pressed firmly against her tight, quivering asshole.
An electric shock shot like lightning through Roni's entire body. Her back arched violently as she let out a piercing scream, her hands clawing at the stone beneath her. "S-sir, what are you… aaah!" The sound tore from her throat as his finger slipped inside that forbidden hole, forcing it open.
"S-stop, sir, that's the wrong hole," she begged, her voice trembling and hoarse from the mixture of raw pain and disoriented pleasure. Her words were muffled by the lava's roar and the harsh slap of skin against stone.
"Mmm, actually… it's not a bad hole," he replied with a sadistic purr, his finger twisting and exploring inside her burning hot depths as if savoring her shame like fine wine.
When he finally pulled his finger out, Roni convulsed violently. Her muscles tensed, her head slammed forward, but she didn't move her legs — she stayed in that position, wide open, obedient, just the way Finn adored.
Before she could gather her breath or protest further, she felt something thick and terrifyingly real pressing against her abused, now gaping asshole. Her eyes went wide with primal terror. Finn's fat cockhead teased at her entrance, smearing its heat and slickness against her trembling ring.
"Wait, wait, wait… stop! D-don't do it, please! It's so dirty there, it's really dirty!" she screamed, her voice cracking and echoing around the cavern. Her words tumbled out in a desperate flood of fear and pleading, but whether Finn ignored them or genuinely didn't hear her at all was impossible to tell.
The fat tip slowly breached her tight hole. Just feeling it barely push inside made her shriek, her body thrashing and muscles clamping down. Inside, she felt every inch stretching far beyond its limit, her walls violently forced to open and accommodate him.
Without any lube, it felt like being torn apart from the inside. Finn pushed forward ruthlessly, fighting her resistance inch by torturous inch. The tightness was almost too much, even for him, each pulse of heat making him groan deep in his chest.
With each painfully slow advance, Roni screamed louder. Her teeth sank into her lip until blood trickled down her chin, mixing with tears that streamed across her flushed face. The pain devoured her completely — her mind shattered as he brutally wrecked her anal walls, and despite everything, she realized he still hadn't even fully entered her yet.
The crushing tightness and scorching heat consumed Finn's senses. After a drawn-out, violent struggle, he finally slammed forward with one last brutal thrust. His balls smacked loudly against her trembling ass, the final sign he had fully conquered her deepest, most forbidden place.
Finn collapsed forward on top of her shaking body, his chest pressing against her sweat-slicked back as he listened to her tortured breathing.
"It… hurts so much," Roni sobbed weakly, her moan raw and deeply emotional, echoing in his ears like a haunting melody. For the first time, a flicker of guilt twisted inside him.
"Sorry, my dear. But this… this is what I want," he whispered softly into her ear, his voice rough yet tender. "Of course, I won't be selfish with you… but… may I continue?" It was the first time he ever asked for permission — but he knew her too well, knew her heart, her soul, her answer before the words even formed.
She stayed silent, her body shaking under him, before finally letting out a broken, quiet voice. "I… I'm sorry. Do as you wish." Her words trembled, carrying all her shyness, her pain, her fear — yet still so heartbreakingly gentle and loving.
Finn didn't waste another moment. He began moving again immediately, plunging in and out of her destroyed asshole with savage force. Each thrust made her whole body rock, her breasts flattening against the stone as she clutched at the ground in silent surrender. This time, no more pained screams came from her lips — only heavy, ragged breaths and soft, muffled sobs.
He continued for almost half an hour, never stopping, never slowing. In the end, with one final, deep thrust, he groaned and released everything inside her, flooding her guts with his thick, molten seed.
Completely spent, he slowly leaned away from her trembling form and let himself collapse backward, landing heavily beside her. His eyes met hers — her face streaked with tears, her lips quivering, pain and exhaustion swirling in her expression like a violent storm.
"Thank you," he breathed, a single word, simple yet impossibly heavy. Those two syllables slammed into her heart, making her eyes snap open wide. Her tears stopped all at once, and a sudden, radiant smile bloomed across her broken, tear-stained face — brighter and more beautiful than any fire.