Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 42861 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42861 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
His seduction is thorough, and intense. With every breath I take, his scent fills my lungs and chases through my bloodstream. I am alive, alive in a way I have never been before. The excitement of coming here was nothing compared to this excitement, that of coming to him.
Finally, his pants give way. He helps me push them down, letting his thick alien cock spring free. It is an astonishing sight. The head of it is broad and fleshy, shaped not terribly differently than the head of a human cock, but the shaft is thicker and ridged and the base of his cock emerges from a furred sheath. He is terribly erect. My mouth waters looking at him, with the desire to taste him. But Gruff doesn’t want my mouth. He wants to breed me, and there is only one hole he can breed.
He picks me up and tosses me down on my back on my bed, following me down and taking his place between my thighs. His entire body is ferally impressive, thick thighs and a powerful abdominal plane. His arms are like furred trunks of muscle, one on either side of my head as he takes aim at my pussy with the head of his cock.
As I suspected, he does not have an appetite for foreplay. He came here to claim me. He is here to breed. And I am ready. My thighs are slick with answering arousal, my juices flowing in response to the hyper-arousal his scent creates inside me.
I didn’t know how fucking horny I was until I met him. I didn’t know how pure lust could charge through my veins and make me shiver and tremble with need. I want him to fuck me. I feel empty because he is not in me. I want to be filled and stretched. I want to be ravaged.
He lifts me up a little by the waist, and then his hands smooth over my hips and under my ass with impressive control. He is rock hard and clearly ready to mate, but he is taking his time with me. He is driving me to the very verge of sanity. I want that big cock inside me. I want to be filled by him.
Gruff
Her cunt is wet. Dripping human desire. It has been many moons since I took a mate. She is irresistible. She is a female I must have. She looks up at me with those adorably round human eyes, those innocent wide pupils that make her look almost perpetually startled. I am about to tear away the last of her human innocence. I am about to buck her hard. Her curves feel delicious in my hands. They’re so soft and pliable, and her thighs spread wider and wider as she invites me in with little humping motions of her furry little mound, a fiery target for my cock.
Fucking her means fucking the enemy. It means taking the female of a species I know for a fact to be hostile. All humans are trouble. All human women are bad little girls. My cock throbs not only with the desire to fuck, but to punish.
I grip her hips firmly, preventing any escape, and I drive myself inside her cunt, feeling her inner walls spread immediately and submissively. Her lips part in a soft moan and she reaches for me, gripping my arms with those slender fingers as I start to pump her hot human body back and forth on my cock.
I fought for her. I won her. She’s mine. She’s a strange little thing, a soft human who does not belong here, but our chemistry matches. She gets wet when I get hard, and that is how mates are made. I find the very depths of her, the place where she can take me no more, where she is as wrapped around me as she can be, as claimed as she can be. I hold myself there, staking my claim, making myself felt, until her human squirming makes it impossible to hold still anymore.
I am entering full rut, a state in which the only thing that matters is filling her with my seed, brimming her with my genetic material. I fuck her hard, without mercy. I make her take everything I have to give, and she not only takes it, but begs for more. Her cries are ecstatic, and her cheeks are red. The flush of desire is racing from her chest to her face. I am rutting her so hard she is actually changing color beneath me. Her human sex grips my cock with impressive need. She is soft and probably weak, but nothing as helpless as I imagined. Her cunt holds onto me, milking me, demanding the same seed I want to give.
I would never have imagined any female of any species capable of taking the full intensity of my rut. She reaches for me, her fingers running up my arms, into my hair and then finally to my horns. She grabs my horns and thrusts her hips up to mine, giving into instinct completely, using me every bit as much as I use her.