Bull Moon Rising (Royal Artifactual Guild #1) Read Online Ruby Dixon

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: Royal Artifactual Guild Series by Ruby Dixon
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Total pages in book: 179
Estimated words: 169943 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 850(@200wpm)___ 680(@250wpm)___ 566(@300wpm)
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That ends tonight. I want her to see everything. I want her to get a good fucking look. I want her to sate her curiosity because I want her to want this—want me—just as much as I want her.

I glance over at the male as he thrusts vigorously into the squealing woman. There are other couples twined together farther down the alley, but these two interest me. He’s giving her quick, shallow thrusts, and I realize why. The female he’s rutting reaches back and slaps at his hip, indicating that she needs a break, and he releases her, his wet, hard cock slipping free.

Aspeth trembles at the sight of it.

“He’s bigger than you expected, isn’t he?” I rub my muzzle against her ear, my hips grinding against her backside as I do. My cock is just as hard as the stranger’s, need making me ache. I can’t stop myself from pressing up against Aspeth, letting her know just how aroused I am. “That’s how big my cock is, little bird. I’m going to hollow you out when I take you, but I’ll make it so fucking good you won’t even care.”

She whimpers against my hand, and I stroke her cheek with my thumb.

The Taurian gestures and another female comes running forward, her bare tits bouncing. Her dress is falling off of her, and she’s clearly enjoying the attentions of multiple Taurians tonight. She immediately assumes the position that the other female vacated, shoving her arse into the air as she plants her hands on the wall. There’s an eager expression on her face.

“He’s got a knot,” the exhausted woman tells her, leaning against the wall nearby. “Mind your cunt.”

Aspeth twitches in my grasp.

“It’s a bit early for that, ain’t it?” the first woman says.

“I like ’em” is all the new woman says, and gives her ass a cheeky jiggle. “Do as you like. I can take it.”

As the Taurian mounts her, I lean in close to whisper into Aspeth’s ear. “Some Taurians have the god’s hand upon them at all times. Those males are cursed—some say blessed—to have a knot at all times. He must be one of them. Can you see it?”

“I can’t see anything,” she whispers back to me. “It’s too bloody dark.”

I love that she sounds disappointed. I’d love to know what she’s thinking. If the thought of the male knotting the woman in front of him arouses her like it does me. Then again, a gentle brush of fabric arouses me right about now. I rock against her hips again and groan when she presses back against me.

“Describe it to me,” Aspeth whispers. “Please.”

“His cock is thick, engorged with blood.” I rub mine against her backside. “At the base, there’s a swelling that makes it thicker than usual, like a fist wrapped around the shaft. When I sink into you”—her breath catches and she trembles, and at the same time, the sex worker cries out with pleasure as the Taurian plunges into her—“I’m going to fill your tight cunt so full. Some women don’t like it, but it’s because they’ve not been prepared. I’ll make sure you’re soaking wet and hungry for it, Aspeth. You’ll want my knot, won’t you?”

“Please,” she whispers, her gaze locked on the rutting couple.

One of the Taurians gets impatient when his partner leaves. He grabs the nearest woman—who’s being taken from behind—and shoves his cock into her mouth. She clasps his hips hungrily and he shuttles between her lips.

Aspeth makes a gaspy sound. “Is he…Are they…?”

“In her mouth, aye. Not his knot. Just sucking on his cock.”

“Ohhh…” She draws the word out in a long, gusty sigh. “Gods have mercy. I can’t believe we’re watching her.”

“You like the sight of it?”

She whimpers, and I think she does. “It looks…so big.”

“Aye, but you can take it.” I stroke my thumb against her soft jaw. “Your mouth won’t fit everything, but you can just lick a cock like a treat. Like she’s doing.” A new sex worker arrives to the group and immediately drops to her knees, licking at the exposed sac of the Taurian fucking the woman’s mouth.

Aspeth moans, the sound soft and yearning. “But…are you sure it will fit inside me?”

Ah, the age-old question of virgins everywhere. “Aye, I’ll fit in your cunt, Aspeth. With my scent in your nose, you’ll get slick. Slicker than you’ve ever been. It’ll ensure you can take me. I’ll ease into you gently at first, getting you stretched around my cock.”

She moans, the sound soft and yearning, and her hips rock against mine. I thrust against her backside again, and then because it feels so good, I keep doing it. I’m using her to rub myself off, but I don’t fucking care and I don’t think Aspeth does, either. I keep grinding against her plump backside, the rustle of fabric as I thrust betraying our actions.


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