Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75388 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75388 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
I never thought I’d be so turned on at the sight of a guy digging a hole.
“So wet,” Hassen breathes into my hair. “Is your cunt always this slick around me?”
Oh, god, he said ‘cunt.’ Oh, god, that’s so freaking hot that I’m pretty sure I juice just at the sound of his deep voice. “I…maybe.”
“I should pull your pants off and lick you until you scream my name,” he tells me. “But then you would not be quiet, would you?”
I shake my head. I would totally be noisy and love every moment of it. And then Taushen would see, and for some reason, that just turns me on even more. “You need to be q-quiet, too,” I tell him, voice stuttering when one rough fingertip moves over my clit. “Oh, fuck, that felt good.”
“Do you want me to make you come like this?” he asks, rubbing his finger against the hood of my clit as if he’s been doing this sort of thing for ages. “Or do you want me inside you when you come?”
“Oh sweet Jesus, is that on the table? I want the dick.” Do I ever.
He continues to pet my slippery pussy even as he pulls a layer of furs off of me, tossing them to the ground. “Then you must be very quiet, Mah-dee.”
Taushen’s digging again. There’s no chance of him coming over here…which is good, because I’m starting to breathe so loud I can hear it echoing in the cave around me, and I don’t even care. I brace one hand on the cave wall as Hassen rips another layer of furs from my clothing, and then he’s tugging my leggings down around my knees.
A second later, I feel something hard and hot press against my back. Hassen’s cock. I moan, reaching backward because I want to touch him. He doesn’t let me, though. He grabs my hand and holds it to the wall, then bends me forward. I brace my hands on the cave and spread my legs as wide as I can with the pool of my leggings at my feet.
Hassen’s big body presses against mine once more, and then I feel his cock push at the entrance to my core. I whimper encouragement, arching my back and pushing my hips out. A moment later, he thrusts into me, so big and so good that it nearly blows my mind.
Or maybe the thing that’s blowing my mind is the spur that’s prodding at my ass. I’ve never been into that sort of thing before, but feeling it there makes me all squirmy and that much more turned on. Dear god, these alien men have such naughty equipment. God must definitely be a woman, because this is a gift from heaven if there ever was one.
“Quieter,” Hassen rasps, his body against mine. He’s so huge it feels like he’s covering me from head to toe as he presses into me from behind. “He will hear.”
I didn’t even realize I was making noise. I’m too lost in sensation. I wriggle against Hassen, a silent demand for more, and his hand skims down my front, caressing my breast before returning to my clit and massaging it.
Oh, god, he’s trying to kill me, isn’t he?
I groan his name even as he anchors a hand to my hip, thrusting again. It feels like I’m being pierced twice—once by his cock and once by his spur, and it feels like sensory overload. I’m panting as he pauses to rub my clit again and bites gently at my shoulder through my tunic.
Everything in me explodes. I come so quick and so hard that it’s shocking, even to me. Ripples of pleasure turn into an avalanche, and every muscle in my body locks up in response. I can’t move, can’t breathe, can’t speak—all I can do is sit here and silently vibrate with ecstasy.
He hisses my name and then he’s pumping into me again, and his fingers rest on my clit as he begins to drill into me from behind. And did I think I was orgasming before? Clearly I didn’t know the meaning of the word, because I’m coming all over again, and it feels harder and more intense than before. Wave after wave of pleasure pounds through me as Hassen fucks me with quick, rough strokes. I’m lost in the endless orgasm, unable to form coherent thoughts. I’ve never come so hard or so long, and it doesn’t seem to be stopping.
But then Hassen’s groaning against me, and he grinds his hips—and spur—into me with one last hard stroke, and my toes curl as the newest orgasm pulses through my body. He holds me close, catching his breath, and then pulls out of me.
And I practically stumble. It’s a good thing I’m clinging to the rock, because I don’t know that I have any strength left in me. It’s all been (happily) dicked away. I drop to my knees and press my cheek to the cold floor of the cave, not caring how ridiculous I look. The world is spinning and I’m pretty sure it’s going to take me days to come down off of this endorphin high. Totally worth it.