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 should have been more careful. Maybe I should have obeyed him. Maybe it would have been better to stay sitting in that room, waiting for his return. I haven’t gained anything by finding Sullivan and Raine. I didn’t get the message back to Sullivan, so they’re still as separate as they were before.
There’s not a lot of room for thought in this position, with the rain of discipline still falling on my ass. He’s making it hard for me to do anything other than be punished. As I give into the spanking, I give into simple submission too. I followed Captain Sullivan and then Raine, and then they allowed themselves to be captured, and now a new authority figure has me.
“You’re aroused,” he says, his tone thick and gruff with an equal energy. “I whip you until you are red and swollen, and yet you have the nerve to secrete your arousal all over my leg, marking me with your desire. That should earn you even more punishment, for such a slow learner.”
His lecturing is harsh and stern, and I don’t know if he is serious. Does he know that I can’t help my physical responses? Or does he think I am choosing to get horny to distract him or some such thing? It’s too embarrassing to even try to explain.
“It’s not my fault!” I end up whimpering some kind of excuse, because I’m scared he will think that I am doing this on purpose.
“What isn’t your fault? The fact that you disobey and then prepare yourself to be mated the moment you are taken to task?”
“It’s my body. I can’t help it.”
“Then it is your body that relishes disobedience and discipline. It is your body that craves this mastery and punishment.”
He sounds almost poetic, which is very unlike him. He is still keeping a tight hold on me with the grip of his powerful fingers, some of which are splayed across my sore ass and others of which are at the back of my neck, all of which are keeping me under control.
He picks me up, tosses me down on the bed and I hear the sound of his cock being freed. I know what comes next. I know I deserve to be fucked hard. I know he will give me exactly what I deserve.
His alien hands spread my legs wider and pull me up and back against him. I dangle from his grasp, feeling like little more than a punished, limp, needy hole waiting to be filled.
I do not have to wait long. I feel the thick head of his penis run the length of my slit and then a moment later, he surges inside me, scaled inches spreading my tender walls wide.
“I’m going to breed you,” he growls in my ear as he fills me up. “I’m going to fill you up with my seed, and I am going to make you the vessel of more than my desire. I am going to make you the vessel of my young. You are going to swell with new life. You are going to bring forth my baby.”
His words are so passionate and intense, and his body is so completely in control of mine. We are more than connected. We are becoming the same thing, joining together in the ultimate act of creation.
What I want doesn’t matter in this moment. What he wants doesn’t matter either. We’re in the grip of a unique madness that had driven all life since the very dawn of time. We are blending and bonding, we are coming apart at the seams and we are coming back together with every surging thrust that rewards us with intense pleasure.
He has such easy mastery of my body that he is able to turn me around on his cock while still inside me. I am screwed around his rod as he pulls me around to face him, lifting me up against his chest. He fucks me so easily in this standing position, making me take him as deep as I can.
“You’re mine,” he growls. “And you’re going to have my baby, do you understand? This tight little human hole is mine to breed.”
His passionate words of animal possession make me want to come. I can feel my body responding, my natural lubrication slicking his thick mating rod as he pushes it deep inside me over and over again. I am participating in my own breeding. I am giving myself to him. I am making myself open. I am wet. I am helpless.
“I am going to commmmmmmmmeeee….” I moan the word in an extended wail as Shan picks up the pace, gliding me up and down his cock with a powerful pumping motion. My pussy muscles are working as hard as they can to milk him, my hips grinding to make the motion more intense. I am desperate for climax, and for his seed.