Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 66904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
I feel his hand run through my hair, curl in the locks, and pull my head back. Looking down at me with a hungry stare, he gives another order.
“Lie back and spread your legs for me,” he growls. “Let me see what is mine.”
I do as I am told, my ass stinging as I open my legs. I can’t deny him, because on some deep, primal level, I don’t want to. I want to know what it is like to be claimed by an alien. My body is reacting to the sight, smell, touch, and sound of him as though it has known him for a hundred lifetimes. He is a terrifying alien stranger to my mind, but to my instincts, he is a powerful mate who handles me like I weigh nothing and who makes me feel very, very small; very, very naughty; and very, very safe.
Shan inspects me with that dark gaze, and I feel a blush rushing through me even as little trickles of arousal escape my increasingly flowering sex. I know I am getting swollen and open. I know he can see that and, judging by the way he just took a deep breath, smell me.
“You are my mate,” he tells me. “And after this, you will know it.”
He covers my body with his, and I understand in this moment just how very much smaller I am, and how very vulnerable I am. He rests his weight on one hand and uses his other hand to direct my chin so I meet his eyes as the length of his cock slides down the length of my lips. I can feel his scaling and the heat of his cock as it presses against me with his impossibly wide girth. There is no way I am made to take him, and there is no way he is not going to take me.
There is a cosmic and biological inevitability to this moment that neither one of us can resist. Shan must fuck me, and I must be fucked. That does not make it any easier as the head of his alien cock finds the opening of my body, the head unerringly sliding forward to part my lips. We both feel it as the very tip of his cock meets the internal heat of my body for the first time. He pauses, the arch of his powerful body becoming rigid.
“You feel…” He draws in a breath. There is no word. There is absolutely nothing he can say to describe the feeling we are both sharing. A bolt of connection is passing between us. I feel it in my sex and in my spine, rushing into my mind.
He relaxes and sinks further down. I let out a thin wail as his cock enters me for the first time, spearing inside me and spreading me open. I feel inch after inch of him claiming my most sensitive and intimate space. I feel my insides becoming his territory.
He snarls and growls in deep tones that rumble through me. I feel his arousal through my flesh, through his cock, going deep inside me.
I am being fucked.
I am being mated.
I am being bred.
Having claimed me, having slid his cock as deep inside me as it can go, Shan rolls to the side and pulls me atop him, removing the risk that he might crush me beneath his massive form.
I bite back a moan of excitement that I feel guilty for feeling. I should be hating every moment of this interaction. What he’s doing to me is wrong. It’s twisted. It is so fucking hot I can hardly stand it.
I feel myself stretching for him, whimpers escaping my lips with every stroke. I am being fucked by an alien. My pussy is stretching around his thick, scaled cock. It’s wrong. And it’s perfect.
Both of his hands are in my hair, his long fingers crossing over one another because each of his hands could palm my skull with a single grip. He pulls me down atop him and he uses me like he owns me.
“Fuck. Yes. Take this cock,” he grunts with every other stroke.
I have no choice but to take him. He has already taken me. My body no longer feels like my own. I am a sheath for his sword and the eventual receptacle of his seed.
Because he is going to impregnate me.
This is not just a fucking.
This is a breeding.
Shan
The human is mine. Not the way my other belongings are mine. She is mine in the way my hand is mine and my eyes are mine. She is a part of me. She is as mine as anything could ever be. I hold her atop me and I roll my hips to push as much of my cock inside her as I can. I do not want to hurt her, but I do want to be as inside her as I can be.