Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69711 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69711 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
I do.
I signal to a hovering jynx to bring me some wine, and resume pacing. My thoughts return to the present. While I have no plans to make Renee my equal, I do not want to share her with anybody. Nor do I want her to leave. After all, who in their right mind would willingly give up their possessions?
But she’s a stubborn little thing, and I have no doubt she will continue to pester me about meeting the other Hoo-man Omegas until I either relent, or am driven insane by her persistent clamoring. I tap my teeth with my talon. There must be a solution.
The servant has returned with my wine. I drain it and am about to return to Renee when the jynx tells me there’s something I should know.
“Well?” I snap when no more is forthcoming. “What is it?”
News of your new pet has reached Altrim. The Wanderer King and his queen are requesting a meeting.
“They can request all they want,” I snarl. “I do not answer to Khan. I do not answer to any of the other kings. Or anyone else!”
The jynx is about to leave when it hits me: the solution. So easy. So obvious.
“Wait,” I command. “Give them this message: we will convene via the orbs tomorrow as the suns set.”
The jynx bobs and weaves away. I roll my shoulders, already feeling lighter. By tomorrow, my Omega pet will belong to me as completely as if she were part of my own body. She might still be able to leave, but she will never want to. And I will never have to worry about losing her again.
Renee
This demon’s going to be the death of me. The buzzing against my clit makes my arousal rise in an all-consuming wave, only for it to die away when the little torture device stops its wicked vibration. I’m burning up. I rock but can’t move far in my bonds. The motion only jostles the butt plug within me, and waves of feverish heat rush through me. I’m drenched, my leaking pussy soaking the sheets.
How long will he leave me like this? I won’t survive it much longer.
“Krav,” I groan as the torture device cuts out, leaving me teetering on the precipice. My arousal intensifies from simply saying his name. Imagining him here is enough to make me pant, overwhelmed with pleasure. His salty, dark chocolate scent surrounds me. “Master.”
“Did you miss me, pet?” He looms over me, huge and fierce with his horns half in shadow. His arms are crossed over his bare chest, but his tail strokes my leg. I shudder at the simple touch.
“Yes. Please. I need you.”
His tail taps the tip of the plug, and my core clenches.
“Fuuuuuck…”
“Oh, I intend to.” The purple bastard is enjoying this. “Just a little longer.”
“No,” I gasp, rising off the bed as far as the bonds allow. “Make me come. Please.”
“Do you presume to give me orders? Perhaps I should spank you.” Splaying a huge paw over my right breast, he pats it as if considering slapping my nipple. I arch into his touch.
“Yes, please, Master. Anything.” I’m so desperate for stimulation, I’ll take a spanking. Anything to distract myself from the incessant ebb and flow of arousal.
He reaches for the rope at my ankles and his talons come out with a snicking sound. A few slices of his claws and the ropes fall away. Gripping my ankles with his left hand, he yanks my legs up and lets his right come crashing down. He spanks me like that, tied by my wrists and defenseless. He catches the underside of my buttocks again and again, every impact sending a cacophony of sensation rioting through me, pain and pleasure rolled into one. I'm sobbing, begging, writhing in his grip. I need more.
Both of his hands are busy with holding my legs up and spanking me, but somehow the plug is moving in and out of my ass. Is he using his tail? It's pretty dexterous.
When my butt is blazing and I don’t think I can take another single slap, he stops and runs a hand over the stinging skin. With a wicked smirk, holding my gaze, he reaches for the plug between my ass cheeks. Slowly, he pushes it in and pulls it out, pausing every time the widest part of the bulb stretches my orifice to the max. Each turn of the screw makes my arousal spiral higher. The tightness builds in my belly.
The vibrations on my clit are building, building… I can’t breathe. When the buzzing reaches its crescendo, Krav tugs the plug out of me. I tumble over the edge, my pussy clenching violently. Pleasure crashes through me, tensing every muscle in my body.
Did I just come from the removal of the plug from my ass?
Tiny aftershocks run through me as the savage waves of pleasure ebb away. The evil device on my clit has switched over to a steady, continuous buzz, the vibration agonizing on my over-sensitive nub. I buck and twist, trying to escape the sensation overload.