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)
“Please…”
Her round thighs make a lovely valley for me to fuck, especially with her slick soaking them. I guide my rigid, straining cock in there, my jaw clenched. I’m so close already.
“Please, Master. Please fuck my pussy,” she sobs.
“Maybe I won’t. Maybe I’ll just fuck you like this, and leave your poor, needy cunt dripping for me. How does that sound?”
Her wails are music to me.
I fuck the crease between her legs until her inner thighs are pink and soaked with her slick. My tail snakes up to tap on the plug and she shudders as it pushes deeper into her delightful rear. My knot is forming. No longer able to hold off, I stand back and stroke myself in time to her pleas. The sight of her tied, spanked, and plugged is too much.
My wings unfurl with a snap and I roar as I paint her back with my cum. As the pulsing waves of pleasure finally abate, I pause to admire the view, wishing I could preserve this moment in a painting. My naked pet, covered in my marks and seed. Her hair hides her face, sticking to skin made wet by her tears.
“Don’t forget to thank me,” I command.
She sniffles but says, “Thank you, Master, for your cum.”
I caress her ass lightly with the tips of my talons. “You’re welcome, my sweet Omega.” She’s still tied and so pretty, I can’t keep my hands off her. “Such a good girl.” My fingertip finds her rigid clit, and she gasps. The scent of her slick drives me mad.
I can’t untie and leave her like this, sore and needy. She did all I asked of her and she did it well.
“You deserve a reward.” I draw the plug out and push it back in. “This is how you’ll climax.” She lets out a long, moaning hum. Reaching between her legs, I finger her, fucking her with the plug all the while. Crouching down to better see what I’m doing, I whisper, “I’m going to train you to come whenever I fill your ass. Be it the plug or my cock, you’ll learn to embrace the darkest pleasure. Pleasure only I can give…” She tenses at my words, and her breath comes in little pants. She’s close. I use magic to elevate her body so I can taste her. She’s dripping slick and I want to drink it all.
Starting at her clit, I sweep my tongue up, probing her pussy, then licking higher and higher. I draw the plug out with a pop and replace it with my tongue.
She screams and tenses. “Master, please may I?”
My fingertip finds her swollen clit as I growl to give her permission, my tongue still deep inside her tight ass. Her climax comes in a rush. I sink my thumb into her cunt to feel it clench in time with her back hole milking my tongue. I prolong the intimate kiss until her trembling subsides. Only when she’s limp and drained do I replace the plug.
I swirl my tongue over her flesh, kissing the shiny pink skin and the tiny bruises I put on her before removing the magic bonds and pulling her close on the bed.
Renee curls into a ball and I wrap myself around her, unfurling my right wing and spreading it over her.
Holding her like this feels right. I’ve never done this with anyone before—but then none of my previous bed-partners were Omegas. That must be why it feels different with Renee.
“Thank you, Master,” she murmurs, half asleep.
“You’re welcome, my pet.” I’m answered by a tiny snore. A deep sense of relaxation rolls over me, but I fight it and extricate myself carefully.
There’s a twinge, deep in my chest. I rub my breastbone until it’s gone.
After rearranging my clothes, I head for the door, then pause again. Somewhere in the castle, someone is weeping. I hesitate, a summons to my servants on the tip of my tongue before I realize I’m hearing a memory. It’s not real.
The only thing real here is Renee—as fantastical as her presence might seem.
Although I long to stay, it wouldn't do to make a habit of sleeping with my pet. Even though she is my Omega, she must remember her place.
And I must remember mine.
Seven
Krav
My little pet is restless. Maybe it’s the plug in her ass—a new one, with a bigger fire-stone jewel. I bend her over at times, ostensibly to check if it’s still there. She fusses but cannot deny the slick that leaks from her when I use it to fuck her forbidden hole.
Right now, she’s pacing up and down my great hall, pestering me with questions. Ulf knows, the Hoo-man always has so many questions.
“Do you know why those people in the village tied me to a tree for you? Why they felt the need to appease you?” she asks, gesturing to one of the enormous windows.