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)
Her chest rose and fell quickly, but she did what he said without any hesitation. A deep noise left him in pleasure that his mate obeyed so nicely. When she placed her feet flat on the bed and spread her legs wide, Tolcan ran a hand over his mouth. Her pussy lips parted, exposing her inner labia and the pink shading of them. Her clit was hard and protruded, and the roundness of her ass was perfection.
For a moment all he did was stare at her, at the pussy that was his and no one else’s. “Greta, you are mine,” he said in a deep voice, not hiding his arousal. “Your body is mine, and no one will ever touch you again but me. No one will ever think of touching you or they’ll meet a fate that will have their blood covering my body, and their broken bones at my feet.” Slowly he slid his eyes from her pussy to her face, and held her gaze with his own. There would be no other for him, and the same went for her.
She didn’t respond, just breathed harder. Her cheeks were pink, her pupils dilated, and her lust slammed into him fast and hard. She was a true submissive in every way, but he also knew that the submission she so freely gave him was only for him, and wasn’t given lightly. She was strong when the time called for it, like when they were planning strategy with the resistance.
She was his, and he’d do everything in his power to make it stay that way until he drew his last breath.
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Greta loved this male, and although she’d never loved anyone in this way, she knew that she’d never be able to love another male like this again. Tolcan had shown her the world wasn’t all bad, that there was still hope, and that with an open mind and strength things could work out in the end.
“My love,” Tolcan said softly, and smoothed his hands over her legs as he stared at her. She was on the bed naked, her legs spread, and Tolcan stared at her like he was barely hanging on to his control. All she could think about was pushing him further, making him frantic with his need like she was right now. He gripped the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head.
The lights in the cave were barely bright, but they were using solar energy being harvested miles above them. It was primitive compared to what the Rogues had on the outside, but the fact that they had any kind of artificial light, and did not have to solely rely on fires, was a miracle, especially being this deep in the mountains.
Every hard ridge, dip, and bulge of his muscles were shown in startling clarity, and the bands of his tattoos creeping up his forearms and biceps had her inner muscles clenching. He was just so very big. Tall and hard in all the right places, he was the epitome of masculinity, and he was hers. Submitting to him was easy and pleasurable in every possible way.
“Turn around and get on your hands and knees.” He stood, and right before her eyes she watched as he went for his belt. When that was removed he undid his button and pulled down the zipper of his pants. The sight of even more hard flesh being revealed transfixed Greta. His cock, so hard, long, thick, was going to stretch her so good, so painfully, she’d come from that first penetration alone. She knew this with every fiber of her being.
She was so wet, almost embarrassingly so, and the feel of her arousal sliding down the crack of her ass had her shifting. But a low growl from Tolcan had her stilling.
He stood before her just as naked as she was, his thick, hard and long cock standing out from his hairless groin. She didn’t know why Rogues had no body hair, but seeing every part of Tolcan on full display was certainly an aphrodisiac. To be able to see all of his hard, unobstructed masculinity turned her on to the point she thought she’d pass out from the intensity of it.
“Get on your hands and knees, female.” He said the last word on a growl, and she did as he asked, anticipating it.
Looking over her shoulder she held her breath as he stalked forward, and really there was no other way to explain what he was doing. When he was on the bed and positioned behind her, the chilled sensation that came from him had goosebumps popping out along her body. It was a heady and intoxicating feeling, but not as much as when he brought his open palm down on her ass with enough force that the sting had a cry leaving her.