Note: This is a follow-up to Zak's Catch and it is recommended that you read that one first.
The golden beams of early morning sun shone across Zak's bed as dawn broke over the forest, the air still clear and cool from the night. Zak stirred under the covers, his arm crossing over the small, warm form of the elf curled against him, his large, rough hand lightly stroking her silken brown skin as she slept. The beautiful little elf-girl nestled against his bare chest, breathing peacefully in sleep but stirring as he began to caress her hair. Slowly, she opened her eyes and snuggled against him, yawning daintily, her little pink tongue curling like a cat's; one of the many feline traits he saw in the lithe, childlike creature that had become his. She rolled to face him, and Zak's arms went around her as he trailed his fingers through her long blonde locks, stroking the velvety skin underneath with a ticklish touch.
Good morning, she sang softly in her melodic, alien tongue, most of her words still incomprehensible to the man chance had paired her with, though from repetition he'd guessed the meaning of this phrase. Her silvery-lilac eyes peered at him curiously, her pointed ears twitching slightly.
"Good morning to you, too, baby doll." Zak murmured in his deep, gruff voice, smiling at her and then drawing her closer, kissing her tender brown lips passionately as his arms closed on her in a tight embrace. She tensed like a frightened animal at the passion in his kiss, then sighed and surrendered her lips to him as he kissed them again and again, his hands stroking her back and her hair as he showered her with these gestures of his continuing desire. In the few months she'd spent with him, his craving for her hadn't seemed to diminish, and she tensed again, briefly, knowing he might want to mate again and that the joining of their bodies, mismatched in size as they were, would still be painful.
When he paused, though, it was to cup her face in his hands and inspect it in the dawn light that filtered in through the curtain, his dark eyes full of pleasure at the sight of the sweet, childlike beauty of her brown-skinned features.
"So beautiful." The gestures spoke to her more than the words, understanding of each other's speech still limited, but she knew praise in the tone of his voice and smiled cautiously, a little gleam of fear still showing in her eyes, vying with the other emotions. He smiled back in response and trailed his fingers through her hair again before slowly sitting up, drawing her out from under the covers and sitting her on his lap. She shivered slightly and snuggled for warmth, acclimating to the morning coolness that the blanket had sheltered her from. She insisted on sleeping naked, and never seemed entirely comfortable with wearing clothing, preferring to go naked any time the weather was warm enough to do so, dressed only in the flower garlands she liked to weave. Zak's longjohns were all the cloth that parted her from him, her little body nestling against his broad, bare chest. Guiding her to straddle his thigh, he kissed her, one more long, lingering kiss while teasing the darker brown flesh of her underdeveloped pussy with his leg, making her squirm a little on his lap, rubbing against him more.
A low whimper passed her lips as she kissed him back tentatively, her lips soft and timid on his. She hadn't planned to mate so young, and certainly not with a human. The laws of her tribe were clear, though: she was bound to the first man to capture and mate with her. Contemplating with pursed lips, she reached down to touch her anus gingerly, musing on the way Zak took her there with such gusto. She didn't seem as fearful now, though she still put on a stoic expression, anticipating the hurt; despite receiving anal intercourse from Zak on a daily basis, she was just too little to fit him entirely comfortably. Still, to the degree that she could, she was becoming acclimated to having the big man penetrate her there; he seemed to find the act comfortable and pleasing, and even though it was painful to her, it seemed better than having her cervix battered. Was it just what humans did? No, he'd tried to do it to her pussy at first, so they must also mate that way, even if he'd introduced her to this new method. For them, though, it hadn't taken long for it to become the way things were done; she would sooner plead for the lesser pain of having her bowel violated; every time he tried to use her tiny and tender cunt she had encouraged him to switch again, until his attempts there became fewer and fewer, then ceased completely. She could tell, too, that penetrating her rectum gave Zak a special thrill; thinking of how he would orgasm with his cock buried deep in her tight rump brought a hidden blush to her smooth brown cheeks.
Sighing melodically and leaning against Zak's strong body, she lightly fingered her anus again and then shifted, bending over and spreading her buns to show him, peering back over her shoulder at him. She'd taken extra care when washing herself there, the tight chocolate-brown pucker clean enough to lick. Zak reached down and began to stroke the tight hole with one finger, letting out a low "mmmm" of pleasure as she presented herself to him. Drawing back, he slipped out of his longjohns, stretching his toned body as he felt the morning air flow over his bare skin and stiffening cock. Taking the bottle of specially prepared oil that he kept beside the bed, he began to rub some onto his shaft, the elf turning to watch, then tentatively taking his cock in her hands and continuing to spread the oil over his hardened length as he leaned back and watched her. She bit her lip, gazing at the hard, veiny shaft with a certain apprehension; it seemed ever so big to her, and she knew where it was going to go, her tight little anus clenching and flexing at the thought.
Zak smiled and stroked her soft hair, then took her under the arms and lifted her back into his lap, kissing her once before sitting back against the pillows in a loosely cross-legged position, turning the elf's back to his chest and slowly lowering her towards his lusting loins. He began to rub the tip of his well-oiled cock firmly against the elf's tight anus, already feeling a tingle of pleasure as his sensitive flesh rubbed the supple, crinkled skin of her tiny entrance. Pressing slowly into her, his cock began to dent the tight pucker in, then spread it open as the little elf let out a ragged gasp and adjusted herself as best as she could to welcome the big man into her bowel, her tiny anus relaxing and stretching, though she still let out a sharp cry as he began to stretch her, his veiny cock sinking deeper and deeper into her tight elven body. He was still too big for her, but she'd had practice now, her anus easing to let him in as she took deep, focused breaths to relax and admit him. Once he'd hilted and rested inside her for a couple moments, she spoke the melodic words that he'd come to understand as her readiness to receive his thrusts, his grip shifting to her shoulders as he began to slowly pump. Her bowel fit to his cock with supreme tightness, the tender, silky inner walls stimulating him with exquisite pleasure as he drove into her with an eager moan. As his rhythm grew, he savored in the feel of her soft skin and even softer inner flesh, his hands caressing her chest and teasing the brown nubs of her nipples as he claimed her. Her tightly stretched pucker flexed in and out with every push and pull of his cock, clamped skintight around him even when she did her best to relax. The sensation of being enveloped tightly by the little elf's inner flesh was ecstasy for his cock, a deep moan escaping him as he pumped into her with deep, firm thrusts.
Arching a little, she looked back at him, her large eyes wide, pouting lip quivering with a pleading expression. Zak's fingers gently tugged her nipples, then trailed downwards over her taut abdomen to her hairless mound, finding her clit and teasing it with light touches. A soft moan escaped the little elf then, her empty little pussy tightening up, her anus flexing against her unlikely mate's cock, encouraging him as he thrust deep into her. Tears bejeweled the corners of her eyes at the feeling of such tightness being filled, and she bit her lip, trembling but feeling a heat running through her as Zak played with her tiny clit and stroked the puffy lips framing her clean, underdeveloped slit. Grinning, Zak continued to pump in the grip of her tight rear entrance while increasing the vigor of his touches on her sensitive nether regions, savoring the silky feel of her hairless skin under his large, masculine hand. The intensifying sensation of his large fingers rubbing at her bald brown cunt made her squirm and groan, her head tossed back, her mouth open a bit to pant for breath.
"You like that, don't you, baby doll?" Zak murmured to her, his breath hot and heavy with pleasure as he continued to pump into her tight, warm bowel.
The elf shuddered and peered back at him, answering him with a low, ragged moan of pain and pleasure, her eyes growing unfocused as the intense and conflicting sensations increased within her, warring and then melding until her tiny cunt began to quiver, gleaming with elven dew as the empty sheath fluttered, the spasms echoed by her anal muscles as a masochistic orgasm flowed through her, filling her little body with a warm, glowing feeling as she nestled herself closer against Zak's strong body, feeling him still spearing deep into her rump, filling her up with so much hard male flesh. His fingers continued to tease her as she moaned and whimpered, squirming in his hold as he drew the sensation out.
The feeling of her body quivering around his steely shaft made Zak cry out in delight, hugging her tighter and thrusting deep into her soft bowel with a growing urgency as the boiling pleasure rose inside him, ready to burst. His balls tightened against the base of his shaft and his back arched as he cried out in ecstasy, his body electrified with orgasm as his heaving cock began to gush thick jets of cum deep into his tiny mate's elven bowels. The elf cried out too, feeling his cock pulsating, gushing inside her as the painful invasion reached its goal, making her acutely aware of the soreness in her rear but also aware of having given her mate his orgasm, a certain satisfaction there despite the pain.
Quivering, full of Zak's sperm, the elf moaned, a sound from the very core of her being. The tears rolled down her cheeks, but she leaned back against him, closing her eyes as she reached down to caress the heavy balls that had just squeezed so much virile sperm into her young elven rectum. Zak's arms folded around her in an embrace as he remained inside her, and she let out a gentle sigh, eyes still closed; the sensation of his seed settling in her bowel assured her that she'd given him pleasure. He stroked her lovingly, murmuring to her and savoring the soft coos and mewls she made in response, her little hand reaching back to stroke his face and show him what affection she could. Zak savored her, his eyes closing as he rested inside her tight little anus, letting himself soften before carefully drawing the little elf off of his cock and turning her towards him to kiss her mouth, her body melting against him after a moment's tension. He kissed away her salt tears and stroked her hair reassuringly, holding her in a close, possessive grip, and she let her arms slide around him, not able to reach them all the way around his strong body, but able to clutch on to him as he hugged her, murmuring soothing syllables in her lovely pointed ear.
They held each other for a while, letting the sensations linger, then Zak let her go and rose from the bed, reaching his arms over his head in a long, satisfying morning stretch. Slipping from the bed, then, the little elf let out a few melodic lines in her own tongue before padding barefoot to the kitchen, glancing back for Zak to follow her. He smiled as he did so, pulling his longjohns back up over his well-satisfied cock and licking his lips as he stoked up the wood stove and got out the frying pan to make breakfast while the elf went to fetch water for the teakettle, humming to herself as she helped. Zak hummed a bit too, smiling and warm as the golden rays of morning sun shone in the kitchen window on him and he admired his tiny mate as she carefully mixed the tea herbs while the kettle heated. She was his best catch, he thought to himself, reaching over to stroke her pale, silky tresses, truly she was.
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