Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
“Come here, Tolcan.” She lay back on the bed, her chest heaving as she breathed in and out.
Positioning himself over her body, he smoothed his hands up her inner thighs, and framed her pussy. And then he let go of her, took his cock in hand, and stroked himself up and down a few times. Her pussy was a thing of beauty, perfection. He had to force himself to go slow. Once the head of his shaft was at her entrance he stared at her face, and leaned down to kiss her because he couldn’t help himself.
“I’m ready,” she said against his mouth.
He started to push into her, breaking through her barrier, and seeing the blood coat his shaft as he slid into her. He braced his hands on the bed beside her head, and gritted his teeth. The gel he’d used helped to loosen her up, to accept his size and made it easier, but she was still so damn tight.
He needed to come already, but first she’d get off again, and then he’d fill her with his seed, make her smell of him, marked by him. He’d ensure there wasn’t any inch of her that didn’t smell like him. This night was about claiming his mate, and that was what he was going to do.
Once he was buried to the hilt, balls deep in her tight, virgin body, he breathed out, and let her get used to him inside of her. He didn’t care what a female felt or thought during sex, but Greta was different, and he wanted to make sure she was okay.
“You’re okay, my female?”
She nodded.
He started thrusting in and out of her, slowly at first, but with each passing second he moved harder in her body. Her breasts jiggled, her moans came quicker, louder, and he felt his body start to change for the branding. His canines elongated, his nails grew into claws, and his heart beat faster.
His mouth watered to claim her, to bite her. It was forbidden to be with a human in any way that was consensual, that wasn’t a slave/Master relationship. But Tolcan didn’t care. This was his female, his mate, and she’d wear his mark to prove it.
He pumped harder, faster in her, and when she grabbed his biceps, dug her nails in his flesh, and had pain shooting up his arms, he groaned in pleasure. She came right then, her pussy milking his cock, and drawing his seed closer to the surface. He pulled out of her, and in one swift move flipped her on her belly, lifted her hips so her ass was in the air, and palmed the cheeks of her bottom. With one hand he pulled one of her ass cheeks apart, exposing her tight asshole. Her ass was tempting, but he wanted her pussy more, wanted her to be used to what they were doing now before he experienced more with her.
Pre-cum dripped from the tip of his cock as he ached to be buried in her again. He had pulled out when her orgasm had claimed her, and it was the most intense thing he’d witnessed. He lowered his body, placed his face right by her pussy, and licked her cream clean from her pussy lips and slit.
She tasted fucking incredible, so damn intoxicating, and he would never be able to get enough. Greta looked over her shoulder at him, and Tolcan wondered if she realized she was thrusting herself back on him. The look of desire on her face, told him his human needed him as much as he needed her.
Removing his mouth, he leaned over her so his chest covered her back, and took her mouth in a hard kiss. Taking hold of his dick, Tolcan pulled back once more and stared down at her exposed pussy.
He ran a finger up and down her slick cleft, and then placed his cockhead at her entrance once more. He pushed just the tip in, gripped her hips, and without waiting, shoved every single inch into her. He groaned, she moaned, and that was when the beast inside of him broke free again. There was no physical change. It was just a wild, primitive sensation in him that consumed him and made him feral.
“This is what being with my kind is all about, Greta, what it means to be claimed by a Rogue.” He didn’t know why he was talking, or even how in the fuck he was able to form words as he plowed in and out of her. He should have gone slow, eased her body into taking his, but she was so ready to be fucked by him. “You are not a slave, not a concubine to me. You. Are. Mine.” He pushed inside of her cunt and pulled back out. “You’re my mate, female.” He did this more forcefully each time, but he was so lost in the feel of his woman that he couldn’t control himself. The rippling of her orgasm moving along his cock was his breaking point.