Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 144676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 579(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144676 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 579(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
“I don’t think you give yourself enough credit,” I murmured huskily.
A breath fell against my aching, sensitive flesh, his huffed laughter. He paused, clearly noticing my body’s response.
His breath pushed air at my pussy in a steady stream now, caressing. Tickling. I whimpered and arched back, the non-touch so tantalizing I could barely stand it. He kept at it, driving me crazy. I clenched the muscles in my pussy rhythmically, contracting my hips, responding to that non-touch. Anticipation and desperation to be touched wound me up to impossible heights. I whimpered again as I tensed. My nipples tightened to hard buds.
The breath stopped, and then a hot tongue flicked my clit.
“Oh fuck berries—” I clenched as an orgasm hit me, jarring my body into shaking on the seat. I groaned, the release only tiny, shallow, my entire person now hyper-focused on his proximity and the quest to be fully sated.
“And now I fully understand the virtues of light teasing.” He chuckled darkly. “This will be an excellent tool in my arsenal. I’ll make you beg and plead to come.”
“I’m not proud. I’ll beg to come any day.”
“Self-serving little wench,” he said with a laugh. “But you are lying. We haven’t played dominance games yet. Our animals are desperate for each other because we’ve held back from claiming each other. If we decided to do so, our beasts would do battle. To claim and mate a female, a male must overcome her by sheer force. I doubt it makes sense to you now—you’re not the type of woman to think fondly of someone overpowering you—but I’ve only ever heard it’s the most erotic experience for both people. The male feels powerful, which we like, and the female feels that she has chosen a strong, sure mate to protect her and her brood. Win-win. Or so I’ve heard.”
“But what about will? I thought you said that a man’s domain was physical dominance, and a female’s was will.”
He pulled back and laughed.
“That wasn’t a joke. I’m serious,” I said, a little miffed. “I stopped you the other day. I even hit you with my power…somehow. You’re more powerful than me physically, but I can shrug off your commands. You can’t shrug off mine so easily.”
The metal touched down again, on the other side now, working steadily.
“Yes, you’re exactly right, princess. And trust you to think of that when I’m talking about dominance. You’re an alpha—you won’t easily relinquish power.”
“Right, but…about my question.”
“Honestly, I don’t know. I’ve only heard about this from men, and none of them have ever brought up their woman’s will. Either they claimed women who didn’t have a strong enough will to fight back, which wouldn’t be something they’d want to admit, or women pretend they don’t have that weapon so their men can win and feel mighty. My mother used to say that sometimes it felt like a woman’s entire job as wife was to protect her mate’s ego. This is probably direct proof.”
He chuckled as he worked down the other side.
“You’d like me to protect your ego when you claim me, then?”
The metal pulled away, and his other hand grabbed my thigh, squeezing firmly but not enough to hurt.
“Sorry,” I whispered, grimacing. “That was me, not my animal, but I… That thought just got away from me. Sorry!”
“For now, so we don’t ruin the moment, we’ll just pretend that’s a possibility, shall we?” he rasped.
“Yes.”
“The honest answer is…probably. I’m not worried about my ego—these last sixteen years have completely shredded it. But if you use your will, I don’t think I will get close enough to fuck you. What happened earlier today, when you shoved me back with it…” He splashed water around my groin and lifted my butt a little higher. He started on the underside, and now his touch was right about where I wanted it. On the outside, but I needed it in.
I expelled the breath out of my lungs and spread my legs a little wider, imploring him to take a break and push a couple of digits into my needy cunt.
“Do you like that?” he whispered.
“Yes,” I breathed.
The razor kept going, slowly and methodically. My inner muscles were back to working, trying to heighten the sensations in my body.
“Your animal is still greatly hindered, not suppressed but not far from it, and yet you unleashed enough strength of will that it knocked me back. I’m not the biggest dragon, but I’m bigger than most. I was the strongest, the most powerful, before the curse. And I felt that blast like a brick wall. With all my strength and power, I probably could’ve stopped myself from taking a step back, but it would’ve been tough. Whatever your animal is, she packs a lot of power. You’re still growing into it, too. When that power is finally unleashed, you’ll be mighty. Mark my words, princess. I felt it in the woods when I kidnapped you the first time, and it’s only grown.”