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Belle was in heat, for lack of a better word. Beast noticed as soon as she entered the dining room for breakfast. Her scent was different, stronger and sweeter than it was the previous day. Being an animal, he knew his senses were heightened but since being cursed he had not been around humans until Belle trespassed on his property two months ago. He didn’t know his sense of smell was this strong. He also didn’t know that it would make his animal instincts react so intensely.
Every fiber of his being was telling him to take her. Make her his. He knew he couldn’t give into his urges. He would scare Belle away if he did. She would never love him if he acted like an animal. No matter how strong his desires were, he couldn’t give in.
Belle took her seat next to Beast where her breakfast was placed. He stiffened. Being this close to her was overwhelming. He took a deep breath through his mouth and searched for something else to focus on. Anything else. He saw that she brought a book with her to breakfast. It was different from the one she was reading yesterday. He glanced at the title, hoping he could use it to start a conversation. Distract him from his urges.
Unfortunately, it only made them worse. The book was a romance. Not just any romance, but one of Beast’s more erotic romances. Out of all the books, why would Belle pick that? Did she pick that one on purpose? To tease Beast. No, she wouldn’t do that. She probably didn’t know what kind of romance it was. Probably thought it was like any other romance.
Belle smiled at Beast before eating her breakfast. She opened the book to the first page reading as she ate. Something they both did often after Beast showed her his library. However, today Beast didn’t want to watch Belle read her book. Especially that book. His trousers were starting to feel too tight. This was too much. He quickly pushed himself away from the table. Feeling he was slowly losing control. He needed to get away from her.
Belle made a small noise of surprise, “Beast, what’s wrong?” she asked, her eyes filled with concern.
“I’m not feeling well.” He mumbled quickly and left the dining room without waiting for Belle to respond.
As soon as the dining room door closed, Beast raced to his bedroom in the west wing of the castle. He needed to be as far away from Belle as possible. Most likely for a few days. With her pheromones releasing for the purposes of mating he imagined it would last for a while. He could avoid her for a time, but she is too curious to leave Beast alone just because he said he wasn’t feeling well. He’d worry about that later, for now he needed to get in his room and deal with his painful erection.
He sighed in relief as he entered his room, closing and locking the door. His paw immediately traveled to his groin. A growl released from him unintentionally. He was so hard, just from her scent. He yanked his large cock from his trousers, giving it a swift stroke to ease some of the tension. All it did was break what little self-control he had left.
He rested his back heavily against the door as he stroked himself faster. Wasting no time to finish himself off as quickly as possible. He needed release. He needed the aching to go away. He pictured Belle. Her chest bouncing as Beast pushed deep within her. She’s so small, she would be so tight. His cock probably wouldn’t be able to fit. He growled at the thought. He wanted her so badly. If only he could have her. A deep moan emitted from the back of his throat as his callous paw gave him just the right amount of friction. He was close. So close, just a few more strokes and…
“Belle!” a roaring moan ripping through Beast's throat as he spilled his seed in his paw and on his bedroom floor. He rested against the door breathless, basking in the moment of pure bliss as he slid to the floor. Taking time to regain himself. Letting the waves of pleasure wash over him.
With his mind now clear, a rush of shame consumed him. How could he do that? Belle was so kind to him. To think of her in that way was wrong. He wasn’t an animal…but he was. He truly was a beast.
Closing his eyes for a moment he took a deep breath and collected himself. Standing and pulling on his trousers. He cleaned up his mess before taking a seat on his bed. What was he going to do? He can’t hide in his room forever.
Belle awoke in the morning feeling aroused. Her dream the night before was on the steamy side. It had been some time since she had a dream like that. She didn’t remember the details, but she did remember the feeling. The need. The passion. She had only read about such things, never having experienced them herself. That didn’t stop her mind from creating erotic dreams that left her feeling wet and longing for more.
Her right hand collected a fist full of her nightgown, pulling it up ever so slowly. She really shouldn’t be doing this. Beast or the staff were sure to catch her in the act. They were constantly coming to her room, especially since Beast and her were getting along lately. Someone was always trying to get Belle to be around Beast as much as possible.
Thoughts of what would happen if Beast caught her in the act, filled her with desire. She pulled the blankets off her. Exposing her half naked self to the empty room. Her right hand was now on her upper thigh, slowly making its way to touch herself. To release this bottled-up tension. A fantasy began to form, Beast coming into her room unannounced. Eyes instantly fixated on her as her fingers made small circles over her clit.
He would have that hungry look in his eyes. The same look he’s been hiding from Belle for over a week now. He would stare at her a lot when he thought she wasn’t paying attention. A few times she caught him, his expression full of want. Full of desire.
Belle moaned as her fingers worked faster over her most sensitive area. Continuing the fantasy, Beast was approaching her, wasting no time removing his trousers. He pushed her hand away and thrusted into her hard. She released another moan, using her other hand to finger herself. Thrusting in four fingers to feel full. To feel the way Beast’s large cock would feel in her. She wasn’t sure of his size but had an idea. Depending on how he sat, she could see the outline of the prince’s cock.
She moved her fingers faster, feeling close to release. Beast was pounding into her, growling as he did. Losing himself in ecstasy. She wanted nothing more than to make him lose control. Wanted him to just take her. Make her his.
“Oh Beast,” She moaned as she reached her climax.
Her release hit her hard. The eruption of pleasure forced a body spasm. Her hips lifting themselves off the bed. Riding the orgasm as she continued to work both hands on herself. Slowly she came down from her post-orgasm high. Laying her hips back onto the bed. Her hands removing themselves, soaked with her fluids. Her body buzzed with pleasure as she started to calm down, trying to catch her breath as she did. It had never felt so good before. Was it because she had someone to think about this time? Thinking about Beast did enhance the experience for Belle.
In the past she would imagine characters from books. They didn’t seem to satisfy her nearly as much as thinking of someone she knew. Someone she was getting close to. Was it okay for her to be thinking about him in that way? She wasn’t sure but she didn’t feel any remorse for it. In fact, it felt thrilling.
Belle got out of bed, cleaned herself up and got dressed for the day. She was excited to see Beast, even though a part of her may feel self-conscious about looking at him. As if he would be able to tell what she did by looking at her. It was nothing to worry about, he won’t know.
Leaving her room, she headed to the library to pick a new book. Finding a new type of romance, she made her way to the dining room. She was interested in starting her new book. The summary was very enticing. It brought back her arousal from this morning. She would be lying if she didn’t want to feel that way again.
Also, she hoped the book would give her some ideas on future fantasies.
Entering the dining room, she found Beast already at the table. Belle smiled as she approached him. She noticed an expression of discomfort play across his face as she drew closer. It piqued her interest. Was this towards her? Or perhaps at the food? She hadn’t seen that face from Beast before. She hoped he was okay.
Taking her seat next to him she noticed he stiffened. She glanced over at him. Their eyes met and she gave him a warm smile. Maybe he wasn’t feeling well. She mused as she opened her book and started eating her breakfast.
Suddenly, the sound of a chair scraping against the floor echoed in the room. Belle gasped as she snapped her attention toward the noise. Beast was standing up not looking at her.
“Beast, what’s wrong?” she asked, concerned that his senses were alerting him to incoming danger.
“I’m not feeling well.” He mumbled quickly and left the dining room. Belle jumped at the sound of the doors slamming shut. What was that about?
Belle stared at his chair as if that would make him come back. That was strange, she hoped Beast was okay. He seemed anxious more than unwell. Should she go after him and check? Would that make him upset? She sighed, not sure what to do. Beast had softened over the last couple of weeks, but he still had a tempter. There were times where he would snap at her or the staff. Determining when those would happen wasn’t easy. It was best for Belle to be cautious for now. Perhaps check on Beast later.
“Good morning, dear,” Mrs. Potts greeted as she hopped onto the table. “Care for a cuppa?”
“Good morning, Mrs. Potts, yes please.” Belle smiled as she pushed her cup towards Mrs. Potts. “Thank you,” She added after Mrs. Potts finished pouring in the light brown liquid.
“My pleasure, dear.” She smiled back, “has the young master not joined you for breakfast this morning?” She asked, noticing Beast’s food was left untouched.
“He just left. Said he wasn’t feeling well.” She said, releasing a small sigh.
“How strange, perhaps later we could bring him some soup to help make him feel better?” Mrs. Potts suggested.
“That’s a wonderful idea, Mrs. Potts.”
Beast had been in his room all morning. Trying desperately, but unsuccessfully, to stop thinking about Belle. No matter how hard he tried, his thoughts kept drifting to her. This had caused him to get hard multiple times. Having to provide himself with release each time to get his erection to go away. Each time thinking of Belle. Being inside her, making her scream for more.
It was getting ridiculous.
No matter how many times he orgasmed, it wasn’t enough. He needed more stimulation. More than just his paw. He needed her. The thought of her making his cock start to swell again. He growled in frustration. This needed to stop!
Being exposed to Belle’s pheromones awakened his own mating drive. This had never happened before, he didn’t know how to get it to stop. Would he be able to wait it out? How long would that take? Could he even make it more than a day? It’s only been a few hours since he’s seen Belle at breakfast, and he was already losing it.
His sense of control was slowly fading. It would be so easy to leave his room and find Belle. Take her. Every impulse in his body was screaming at him to do it. To unlock the door, to find Belle so he can plunge his cock into her tight, wet heat. Another growl escaped from his throat. The thought alone was so tempting. It would be easy to find her, hunt her. Even easier to take what he wanted from her. She was so small and fragile. Beast was large and strong, overtaking her would be less effort than controlling himself. His lust riddled brain contoured up yet another fantasy. His cock now fully erected and demanding. It was painful, it was always painful, forcing him to give into his animalistic urge for release. Again and again.
He roared and removed his trousers, for what felt like the twentieth time that morning, and grasped his erection with his large paw. The new fantasy played in his mind as he stroked himself, savoring the minor relief it brought him. He’d go find Belle, most likely she’d be in the library reading that book. Beast’s grip tightened for a moment as he pictured her, flushed with arousal from the story’s erotic descriptions. She was so innocent, she would probably be embarrassed but unable to stop herself from finishing the scene. Working herself up, her cunt getting wet, her breasts heaving, biting her lip, her eyes moving faster along the page wanting to get to the end of the scene.
Beast wouldn’t allow it.
The scent from her heat would overwhelm him, throwing his mind into a fog of lust. He’d stalk towards her on all fours, a natural hunting position. She wouldn’t notice him at first, too consumed by the words on the page. The scent of her building arousal would encourage him forward. When she finally noticed him, she would be shocked, then perhaps afraid by his clear intent that he was after her. The arousal she felt from the book would still be on display, unable to be overtaken by her sudden fear. The flush on her face would remain, her breast would heave faster as he came closer. She would drop the book, recede into her chair as he approached. Trying to create space between them, but with no real success. The fear added to his desire. He wanted her to be scared. Wanted her to recognize how dangerous he was - is.
Without warning he’d grab her small arm pulling her towards him. She’d gasp, perhaps in shock, or in pain he didn’t know and would be too consumed with lust to care. Pulling her up with ease, he’d bury his snout into her neck, inhaling deeply. A whimper coming from Belle as his other paw wrapped around her small waist. Her scent would be divine, he would have to taste her. Beast would lick the length of her throat, growling at the intoxicating taste. She would moan, perhaps gasp with fear and excitement?
He would relish in whatever beautiful sounds she made. All the more encouraging his actions. Belle wanted this, wanted him. He could smell it. He’d tear off her dress, ripping it into pieces, she’d be bare before him now. Another gasp from Belle, Beast’s claws nicked her flawless skin, untouched, until now. He’d drop her to one of the tables, taking both her wrists in one paw and pinning them above her head. His eyes would roam over her delicate body, marveling at her beauty. She would have fear in her eyes but also still clouded with desire. The flush on her face extending down her fragile neck and the tops of her breasts. Her breasts would look soft, ample for her tiny frame. Her nipples erect from the cool air of the room and the arousal of the situation.
She was at his mercy now, and he was going to take her. Licking and nibbling his way down her body, he’d removed his cock from the confines of his trousers. A surprising gasp would surely come from Belle getting a look at his size. The thought made his cock twitch in his hand as his pace increased. Licking her breast, she’d whimper, embarrassed having another touch her there, but her body would arch up to his touch. Wanting more. He’d lick her budding nipple before taking it between his teeth, gently biting her. She’d cry out, a mix of pain and pleasure. Would she like a little pain? The thought thrilled Beast, he roared again and snapped his hips into his paw, increasing the pleasure that was all consuming.
The fantasy, going too slow for his liking now.
His paw tightened around his cock, imagining driving himself into Belle’s tight, wet heat. She wouldn’t be able to take him all, maybe half. It would be enough, the heat from her cunt would engulf Beast’s cock wonderfully. Squeeze his girth greedily. He’d drive into her harshly, she’d scream, she’d most likely bleed, him being the first one to have her. To be the only one to ever have her. She’d be his now, he would mark her, spill his seed in her again and again. No one else can have her. No one. Beast came with a roar, spilling his seed on his bedroom floor once again. He panted as he came down from yet another orgasm. This was going to be the death of him. He needed to stop this.
Beast recovered from his high and left his room to clean up…again.
Belle walked down the hallway of the west wing towards Beast’s room. Pushing a dining cart with soup, bread and tea. Mrs. Potts provided her with a regular teapot so Belle may leave Beast’s lunch in his room without a staff member there to bother him. With him unwell, it would be best for him to be left alone so he may rest and get better. Belle offered to be the one to take his lunch to his room wanting to check on him. He left breakfast so suddenly, she was worried about him.
Approaching his bedroom door she found it left slightly ajar. Giving a gentle knock, she called out before pushing the door open fully, “Beast?”
She scanned the room, but didn’t see him. He must be in the bathroom then, she concluded. She pushed the cart forward, walking towards the middle of his room. Beast’s room had been cleaned up since the last time she was here. Not completely, the shredded curtains and paintings remained but all his broken furniture had been replaced. Belle was happy to see the change. It was so scary in this room before and uncomfortable to be in a space that he clearly didn’t like. Having destroyed the room in one of his fits of rage. Now it was similar to her own room, aside from the ripped up fabrics and massive balcony.
She decided she would wait for him to come back, make sure he was okay before heading off to read. She just got to a particularly heated moment in the book before Mrs. Potts interrupted her by suggesting bringing Beast lunch. The thought of the scene making her wet once again. She was eager to return to her room and finish the scene and perhaps touch herself as she fantasied about Beast reenacting the scene with her. She squirmed at the thought, she could feel her inner thighs getting slick, her fluids starting to drip down her legs. Perhaps, she would check on Beast later. She wasn’t sure what was going on with her today, but she needed another release.
It would be rude to just leave.
She scanned Beast’s room, her eyes landing on a table off to the side. Papers were scattered on top, giving her an idea. She could leave him a note! She walked deeper into Beast’s room heading for the table. She looked around for something to write with, finding a broken pencil. It would be too small for Beast to use, she noted as she picked it up and grabbed a scrap of paper. The idea of Beast’s large paws caused her sex to pulse with pleasure. She bit back a moan, she desperately wanted to touch herself.
“The note, focus on the note.” She chided at herself.
Before she could start, she heard a huff from behind her. Her body flinched at the sudden noise, dropping the pencil and turning around quickly to find Beast standing in the doorway. His large form concealed the hallway behind him completely. Belle was always so alarmed by his size. She’s been at the castle for months now and yet she could not get used to his seven foot stature and broad frame. It was always intimidating being in his presence, her heart rate increased and a shiver ran down her spine as her eyes scanned his large body. She recalled the last time she was in his room, he was so angry, he frightened her. She was feeling slightly frightened right now, he was blocking the only exit out of the room. His face was hidden by the shadows of the hallway, the angle of his head slightly low, the light from the bedroom catching his eyes making them glow. They were fixed on her.
Her breath hitched, her sex once again pulsed, his primal stare stirring her arousal. A sharp inhale from Beast’s nose followed shortly after her body’s reaction. The sound of him sniffing the air made Belle tremble. Could Beast…smell her? A mixture of pleasure and embarrassment left her face feeling warm. Beast emitted a low, threatening snarl, she never heard Beast make the sound before. What did that mean? Was he angry she was in his room again? Or did he…
“Beast,” Her voice sounded odd to her. More like a moan than she had meant. Her legs rubbed together as if trying to contain herself. “I came to check on you, see how you were feeling.” She managed to say in her normal voice, but there was a breathiness to it that she could not conceal. Beast was breathing heavily, he remained in the doorway, eyes lingering on Belle, “I-I’m sorry for coming in with…without permission, I didn’t touch…” Another snarl from Beast caused her to shiver, she licked her lips and continued, “I just wanted to bring you lunch since…since you didn’t eat breakfast.” She explained, struggling to speak.
Beast stepped into the room, the shadows no longer hiding his face. His pupils were blown out making his eyes look completely black. Somehow making him look more like a beast. He licked his own lips as his blackened eyes roamed over Belle’s body. She squeezed her legs together, a wave of pleasure washing over her. The way Beast was looking at her was just like in her fantasies. Beast dropped to all fours and stalked towards her, kicking the door closed behind him with a slam. The noise startled Belle with a jolt, her heart raced and she started to pant feeling very overwhelmed. Belle whimpered and unconsciously took a step back.
That was a mistake.
Beast roared and charged for her, a large paw grabbing the skirt of her dress and pulling hard. She screamed, throwing her arms up to protect her face. The force ripping away the front of her dress. Exposing her naked body underneath. She didn’t like wearing undergarments and often walked around with nothing under her dress. At this moment she wasn’t sure if she regretted that decision or was grateful for it. Belle lost balance, falling to the ground and landing on her back hard with a grunt. Her legs were spread open, her arms above her head and she could feel her hair slipping out of its hold. The little fabric that remained of her dress was protecting her back from the cold stone floor. Her back pulsed in pain, groaning a bit as she remained still, she didn’t want to move just yet. Her eyes took notice of the sudden shadow being cast over her. Beast was above her, still on all fours. His eyes racking over Belle’s naked body, she could feel herself blush. Beast could see everything.
She instinctively tried to cover herself with her arms but Beast roared in protest. Grabbing Belle’s arms roughly and pinning them above her head. His paw was warm and rough on her soft skin. The heavy pressure of his hold excited her more than she wanted to admit. Beast has lost control. Just like in her fantasies. It was both thrilling and terrifying. Beast was so large and Belle was so small, would this hurt? Would Beast stop if it was too much for her? She squirmed, wanting to touch herself, or to be touched. Something. Beast was just staring at her, an animalistic hunger in his eyes. He wanted her, so why wasn’t he taking her? Unable to bring herself to speak, she made a needy noise, biting her lip and rolling her hips to entice Beast.
Beast’s eyes were drawn to the sudden movement of Belle rolling her hips at him. He pressed harder onto her pinned hands, a feral growl coming from the back of his throat as he finally moved towards her. Lowering his head down, licking her from her jaw to her cheek. Beast’s tongue was rough, not painfully so, but enough to make Belle’s skin tingle afterwards. His free paw stroked the length of her body from her upper thigh to her breasts. Avoiding Belle’s quivering sex completely. Another needy noise escaped her lips. She wanted more but couldn’t manage to voice that want.
She was shell shocked. Completely muted by the intense look on Beast’s face. The raw, unfiltered lust for her. His callous thumb grazed over Belle’s nipple, bringing the small bud to attention. She gasped and moaned deeply. When she played with her nipples it was never so intense. Beast’s touch was rougher than hers, pressing down on her plumb breast as his thumb swept over her areola and nipple. Catching the sensitive bud on his callous thumb and pinching the skin between his thumb and palm.
Beast grabbed her nipple between his thumb and index finger, pinching the bud hard. She let out a surprised moan, it hurt but also made her sex twitch with excitement. He pulled on her nipple, stretching the skin out to see how far it would go. He was more gentle than she’d thought he’d be. There was a stinging sensation as he stretched her skin, but it was a pleasurable sting. One that had her crying out. She was so wet, she could feel her fluids covering her inner thighs and the fabric under her. Beast pulled on her nipple again and twisted, Belle’s body lifted up on its own accord. Trying to alleviate the pain of Beast’s actions. She screamed in pain that quickly turned into a moan of pleasure. The pain somehow enhanced the pleasure she was experiencing. This was new. She wasn’t aware the two were so closely linked.
Beast gave Belle’s other nipple the same treatment. Pinching, pulling and twisting the small bud, making Belle cry out, her voice starting to go raw. Beast hasn’t even done much to her and she was already a mess. Panting hard, tugging her arms in a feeble attempt to get out of Beast’s hold and thrusting her hips in the air, desperate for some attention there. Beast ignored her, continuing to play with her nipples, first with his paw then with his mouth. Beast’s rough tongue sent another jolt through Belle. Her nipples were more sensitive than before, red and swollen now after Beast pulled and twisted the poor things.
Despite the pain from Beast’s tongue, Belle found herself enjoying it more than Beast’s earlier fondling. The wet bud was soothed by the cool air of the room. Sending a chill down her spine each time her nipple was exposed to the air. He licked around her breast, the tips of his tusks grazing against the soft, plush skin. Looking down at herself she could see her skin on the breast Beast was currently licking was turning red. Beast’s paw was playing with Belle’s other nipple. The fragile bud turned a darker red, almost purple. She was sure she would have bruises after this. Evidence of their activities, Belle moaned at the thought. Beast was marking her, claiming her. Something she didn’t think she would find so unbelievably arousing.
A scream ripped from Belle’s throat as Beast bit Belle’s tender nipple. Her body lifted off the ground once again, convulsing as an orgasm hit her harder than ever before. She made incoherent noises that kind of sounded like her calling out Beast’s name. She was never even touched, how could she orgasm like that from just her nipples being played with? Was she so keyed up before this started that she was already near the edge? She wasn’t sure and at this point she didn’t care. Belle came down from her high, her back resting on the floor once again. Beast released her nipples from his mouth and his fingers, growling at her as his eyes appreciated his work of marking up her breasts. Then down her body to look at her wet sex. A throaty roar came from Beast causing Belle to whimper. She was still so aroused. She still wanted more, she hoped that Beast wouldn’t stop.
His paw came up to her face, turning it to the side, away from him to expose her throat. Her breath started shaking with desire and fear. She was so helpless right now. Unable to get away from Beast, being held down and now having her throat exposed to him, made her feel all the more fragile. The anticipation of what he would do was almost too much for her. She felt his breath against her neck that was soon followed by his tongue licking the length of her throat. From her collar bone, up the right side of her neck to her jaw. He growled in appreciation of the taste. He repeated the action several times, earning needy moans from Belle in return. It didn’t take long for the skin on her neck to feel raw, like her breasts. Beast stopped licking and hovered his mouth over her throat. She could feel his hot breath caressing the middle of her neck. The heat from his breath made her skin buzz. Beast’s breath grew closer, Belle was panting frantically, she couldn’t see, only feel. Was he going to bite her neck too?
“Mine.” He snarled, his voice deep and commanding. He bit her throat harder than he did her nipples. She screamed, partly in fear and mostly in pain. His teeth were sharp, she was sure he broke skin.
Beast pulled back, removing his paw from her face, tenderly licking the spot he just bit. Belle whimpered, her neck felt hot and it hurt, but the cool air of the room soothed her angry skin. He brought his paw to her throat and caressed the area with his thumb. She swallowed against the pressure. His eyes followed the movement of her throat. She shivered at his intense stare, at his claim of her. Gaston tried to claim her as his and she found it disgusting, belittling, but with Beast she felt belonging and empowered. Being claimed by such an imposing creature such as him was a true feat. Having to break down his walls for him to even accept her being around. Now he wanted her and was taking her. Because he let her in and she accepted him. It was only natural for the next phase of their relationship to be this.
“Yes,” Belle agreed in a whisper.
Beast roared and placed his paw on his clothed cock, squeezing the base, closing his eyes for a moment as he did so. Belle gasped, she could see the clear outline of the prince’s cock. It was not only long, but thick. She licked her lips, was that going to be able to fit in her? Beast regained his composure and released his hold on his cock. Opening his eyes he stared at Belle’s sex. Licking his lips, lifting his paw from holding down Belle’s arms. She shifted them slightly, about to move them down to her sides when Beast let out a threatening snarl at her. She yelped and returned her arms to their original place. A low growl of approval followed, at least that’s what Belle assumed it was.
Beast’s focus returned to Belle’s lower half, he wrapped his large paws around her thighs and spread her legs more. Fully exposing her to Beast, she whimpered as his paws swiftly stroked up her legs and wrapped around her hips. His claws digging into her soft skin. He lifted her up with ease, bringing her sex to his mouth. She gasped and whimpered again. He was finally going to touch her. He inhaled deeply, taking in her raw scent of her arousal. He growled and licked her from her entrance to her clit. She moaned and flexed her hips forward, silently asking for more.
He obliged, licking her again, swirling his tongue on her clit. Belle cried out and Beast did it again and again. He just started and she was already close to releasing again. She continued to encourage him with her needy moans and desperate movements. He thrusted his tongue inside her entrance, fucking her with his tongue. She moaned loudly as the rough texture of his tongue hurt but stimulated her arousal perfectly. She was close to cumming, her hips rocked to meet his talented tongue, driving it deeper inside her. Her body tingled, a warning that her orgasm was coming. She screamed as it crashed through her, every inch of her body tensed as it rolled through her. Beast continued his assault with his tongue, not stopped even when Belle went limp. Her limbs twitched as he continued tasting her, she was so sensitive every touch from Beast sent shivers through her body. If he kept going, she was going to cum again.
Finally he pulled his tongue out of her entrance when Belle was close to cumming again. He shifted between her legs and licked her inner thigh instead. She whimpered, it hurt having her sensitive inner thigh being licked by Beast’s rough tongue, but Beast seemed to not notice her discomfort. Licking and biting her inner thigh, she moaned and gasped despite herself, the pain was becoming enjoyable now. He did the same treatment to her other thigh, turning her into a whimpering mess once again.
Satisfied with himself he put Belle back on the ground. Returning his hold on her arms once again with one paw as the other removed his trousers. Even in an orgasmic haze, Belle took notice of the movement towards Beast’s trousers, drawing her attention. Belle’s eyes widened, the outline she saw earlier did not do him justice. Beast was…monsterous. That wasn’t going to fit, he was at least ten or eleven inches and almost as thick as her forearm. Beast positioned himself at her entrance. She squirmed, fighting a little harder than before to get out of his hold despite her weak feeling limbs. Beast didn’t seem to notice as he pushed the head of his cock inside Belle.
Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, she didn’t get time to adjust to his size before he plunged himself further inside her. Her eyes watered, the feeling of being so full was more painful than she thought. When she pleasured herself and shoved four fingers inside it wasn’t even close to Beast’s actual size. His cock stretched her more than she thought possible.
Curious, she glanced down where their bodies were connected. Her legs quaked seeing that only half his length was inside her. How could there still be more? He pulled out, almost completely, then slammed back in. He repeated this, going faster with each thrust. She screamed, feeling him go in deeper and deeper with each slam. At this rate, he’ll shove his whole cock into her. She wanted that, needed that. She encouraged his movements, moaning wantonly. Beast grunted, groaned and growled as he fucked Belle. Truly acting like an animal, this was better than any fantasy Belle created.
His free paw grabbed her legs, bending them and pressing them to her chest. He pressed his chest against them holding them in place. The new angle allowed Beast’s cock to push in deeper than before. It hurt, but she didn’t want Beast to stop. She liked the pain, liked being taken without regard to her. It was like nothing she’s ever experienced before. She never wanted it to stop. Beast’s hips were slamming into Belle faster and faster. He was getting close Belle realized, she was too.
She wanted to cum with his cock deep inside her, but would he actually spill his seed in her? Belle’s muscles tensed, her orgasm hitting her hard once again. Somehow stronger than the last time. Her sex squeezed Beast’s large cock inside her. An unnatural moan followed as her body pulsed with the orgasm. Beast still thrusting as she felt as if she was cumming over and over again. Belle could feel Beast’s body tense, he was going to cum.
“Not…not inside.” She begged. His black eyes were glossed over, there was nothing but lust and desire there. No sign that he even heard her speak. His paws were wrapped around her hips once again, he pulled her towards him as his hips slammed forward. His movements were erratic and desperate. He pulled her down on his cock and pushed his hips as far as they could go as he released his seed deep inside her, roaring as he did. She felt his cock pulse, felt the hot liquid of his seed fill her. It seemed like hours before it finally stopped. He released his hold on her and pulled his cock out. His seed flowing out of her, “You…inside…” She mumbled, it was barely coherent to her own ears. Her body trembled, her legs dropped carelessly to the sides, no longer supported by Beast’s chest. Her sex throbbed in pain, it felt as though with each throb of her sex it was pushing out Beast’s seed from her.
She felt completely blissed out, from her three orgasms. Unaware of her surroundings, her eyes were closed and her breath was ragged. Did they really just do that? Vaguely, she was aware of being lifted up from the floor. The remnants of her dress fell off her completely, along with her shoes. Strong arms cradled her tiny body and carried her towards the bed. She nuzzled her face into the thick fur of Beast’s chest. It was soft and warm. A pleasant change to the rough intercourse they just had. She was laid on the bed, laying horizontally instead of vertically. She felt that was significant but couldn’t string together why. Beast maneuvered her body again, turning her over to lay on her stomach.
Her body felt heavy to her, too exhausted to question or resist the new position. She only turned her head to the side, her eyes fluttered open, staying half lid wanting desperately to close them again and drift into unconsciousness. She fought the urge, Beast was still standing above her, making her all too aware of his presence. She could feel his intense stare on her, it kept her alert despite her exhaustion. Slowly, her mind started to clear, was Beast going to…?
She felt his paw caress her back, his claws lightly grazing the skin. She weakly moaned and Beast did it again. This time pressing his claws harder. She whined, it hurt, her back felt tender from being fucked against the stone floor. Beast snarled, she wasn’t sure if it was towards himself or because of her reaction. He ran both paws down her back, clawing at her tender skin once again. She tensed from the sudden burning sensation and whined again. He stopped when he reached her ass. Cupping her cheeks in his paws, squeezing and pulling on them. Belle gasped, her face felt warm, feeling embarrassed by being touched there. It felt…odd but good. She lifted her hips, encouraging Beast to keep going. He snarled again, he squeezed her cheeks harder, digging his claws into the sensitive skin. Belle gripped the duvet and cried out.
She was getting worked up, feeling her arousal awaken again. She didn’t know it was possible to still want more, but she did. She wanted Beast’s cock again. Her sex throbbed from arousal and pain. Beast was so big, could she handle him taking her again? A sharp stinging on her right cheek broke her from her thoughts. Beast just spanked her. The noise that came from Belle made her feel shameful. She shouldn’t have liked that. That was…Beast did it again to the other cheek. It was harder than the first time. A deep groan ripped from her throat. Her sex twitched with interest. She lifted her hips higher, silently asking for more.
Beast roared, his grip shifted to her hips and roughly pulled her towards him. She yelped, the sudden action catching her off guard. Her legs falling off the bed, Beast released her hips and spread her legs, pulling her closer to the edge of the bed, his thumb caressing her used entrance causing Belle to hiss. Despite the pain Belle arched her ass up more, trying to give Beast a better angle. The tip of his cock pressed forward, slipping against her wet, used entrance and sliding from her sex to in between her cheeks. His cock was wet with a mix of their releases, allowing it to slide smoothly between her cheeks. He pulled back and repositioned himself at her entrance. She was aching with need. Wantonly moaning as she felt the tip of his cock again.
He pushed forward, this time sliding into her. She felt her insides flex against his large cock, as if she was trying to draw him in. She was sore, but the pleasure out weighed the pain. Her body tensed up when he pulled back, bracing herself for the harsh slam of his cock. To her surprise it didn’t come, his thrusts were gentle and slow, he must have noticed how tense she was. Slowly he stretched her with his cock, each time pushing more of himself inside her. It didn’t take long to notice that he was starting to lose his control. His pace faltered, going slow then fast back to slow.
“More,” Belle whispered deliriously. She hoped Beast was able to hear her, the effort to speak was immense.
Beast slapped Belle’s ass again, harder this time as his pace increased. Belle let out a broken scream, her throat raw from over use. Tears burned her eyes as Beast slapped her again on the same cheek. Her cheek stung and her skin felt hot, he groped her ass with both paws, claws digging into her plumb cheeks as he used his hold to pull her towards him. His earlier restraint, gone, slamming into her hard and fast. Belle’s mind went blank, her body tingling, her sex gripping around Beast’s cock as another orgasm overcame her. Nonsensical noises spilled out of her, drooling as she spoke, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, completely lost in the euphoric feeling of Beast’s cock driving into her. Fucking her through her intense orgasm.
“Your cunt is taking my cock so well and you cum so easily, what a good girl.” Beast praised and Belle moaned in approval. His praise thrilled her, she wanted to please him, wanted more praise.
She tried to tell him but she couldn’t focus enough to speak. Instead she continued the array of senseless sounds as Beast continued to fuck her. He spanked her again, this time hitting the other cheek, she whined and weakly gripped the duvet again trying to ground herself. It didn’t work. Beast was relentlessly shoving himself deeper inside her, she was going to be ripped in two at this rate. She felt the bed near her hips dip and realized that Beast was on the bed. Her legs were still hanging off the edge, but Beast lifted her and pulled her up some to give him more space. With his new position he leaned over Belle’s body, hovering close enough for her to feel his fur tickling her back. His cock now fully set inside her. He paused his thrusts and just held himself as deep as he could go. Snarling in her ear as her muscles constricted around his cock.
She was on the edge of cumming again. Unconsciously her hips lifted, pushing Beast’s cock deeper inside her. She shamelessly moaned and did the action again, fucking herself with Beast’s cock, pushing him impossibly deeper. He groaned and his cock twitched, but he didn’t move, allowing Belle this tiny moment of control. The friction of her small movements were providing enough stimulation to bring on another orgasm. Her body buzzed with mind melting pleasure, she could feel her inner walls clamp down on Beast’s cock hard as she came again. Beast moaned hotly in her ear, keeping still as her body rode out another orgasm.
“Mm how delightfully sensitive you are, my Belle. Orgasming so soon after your last. Seeing you fuck yourself on my cock almost pushed me over the edge.” He groaned and gave a small thrust, “It was so erotic, what a good girl you are.” Beast praised in Belle’s ear. His voice was low and full of lust. He brushed away hair from her face and neck, the hair peeling away slowly as it clung to her sweaty skin.
“Good girl, good girl.” Belle chanted mindlessly. Completely lost in her orgasmic haze, unable to think anymore. The use of the same phrase from earlier left her feeling dizzy. A weak smile graced her lips as she chanted the praise.
Beast chuckled, “Yes, my good girl.” he said as he licked her throat and jaw, tasting her sweat, he hummed in enjoyment.
“Yes, your good girl.” Belle mumbled, numbly parroting Beast’s words.
Beast groaned in approval, without pulling out he adjusted their position once again. Picking up Belle and pulling her further onto the bed. Her legs no longer dangling off the edge. Satisfied with their position he drew his hips back, nearly pulling out completely, leaving just his head inside before slamming back into Belle. He repeatedly did this, his pace increasing with each thrust, he let out a thunderous roar that drowned out Belle’s screams of ecstasy. He grabbed her by her waist and forced her on her knees. Her legs violently shook trying to support herself. Her muscles were so tired. Beast grabbed her biceps, using them as leverage to drive into her. His grip was strong, almost painful as he wrenched her arms back as his hips snapped forward.
Belle’s voice cracked as she screamed once again, Beast responded with a howl as he shoved his cock deep and spilled his seed inside her again. She didn’t even notice he was close this time. His cock pulsed inside her as it expelled his release. She could feel the warm substance drip from her. His cock continued to pulse against her walls, his seed still releasing, it was too much for all of it to stay inside her. Beast was slowly rocking his hips as he rode out his orgasm, releasing his hold of Belle’s arms to grip her hips instead. Her upper body dropped like a stone on the bed. Her ass still in the air, Beast holding her up as he continued to thrusting into her. This orgasm lasting longer than the first time.
After what felt like an entirety, Beast finally pulled out and released his hold of Belle. She whimpered from the empty feeling. More of his seed spilled out of her, she could feel it running down her legs now. Unable to hold herself up, her lower half collapsed on the bed. She was exhausted, her eyelids felt heavy, slowly closing against her will. Beast was saying something to her, but she couldn’t comprehend his words. She made an unintelligible sound in an attempt to ask him to repeat himself. It was the last thing she remembered before passing out.