Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
T’zaren’s eyes widened at her sudden boldness and then went half-lidded with desire.
“Gods yes—spread yourself for me and let me worship you,” he growled.
The big Monstrum’s voice was hoarse with need. Did he really want to taste her that much? It seemed so, at least to Lucy. She nudged him again, this time leading his mouth to her pussy.
“Lick me,” she told him. “Taste me, T’zaren.” She didn’t know how she’d gotten so bold—just a few moments ago she’d been blushing at the very thought of letting him go down on her. Mike had really done a number on her head when it came to this particular act. But T’zaren’s obvious desire for it made her feel much less nervous about asking for what she wanted—what she needed. And somehow it felt right to do this, to spread her legs and order him to pleasure her.
The big Monstrum seemed to love it.
“Yes, my S’rentha,” he growled hoarsely. “Use me for your pleasure.” And then he buried his face between her thighs.
Lucy moaned as she felt him lapping her outer pussy lips and mound, cleaning her thoroughly everywhere his cream had drenched her earlier. But she wanted to feel his hot, wet tongue deeper—wanted to feel it invading her inner folds and lapping her aching clit.
“Deeper!” she ordered, tugging at his hair again. “More, T’zaren! Spread my pussy open and lick me inside.”
“As my S’rentha commands, so shall I obey,” he rumbled. Spreading her outer lips with his thumbs, he bent his head and took a long, loving taste that made Lucy quiver all over.
“Oh!” she gasped as his hot tongue bathed her throbbing clit. It was so sensitive that even the gentle tongue bath he was giving her felt like a powerful vibrator. And then T’zaren increased the sensation by sucking her aching bud into his mouth and circled it with his tongue, sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her entire body.
“Yes! Oh God, T’zaren!” Lucy moaned and bucked her hips helplessly—God, it felt so good!
Looking up she saw the two of them together in the mirror. Could that really be her, sprawled across the bed with a huge, muscular Monstrum between her thighs? Could she really be the one tugging his hair and lifting her hips to get more of his tongue in her pussy?
Can’t believe I’m doing this, she thought. But all she wanted was to do it more—to never stop until she came on T’zaren’s tongue.
The big Monstrum seemed to have the same goal in mind. He looked up for a moment, his mouth and chin shiny with her juices.
“Deeper, Lucille,” he growled hungrily. “I need to get my tongue deeper inside you.”
“Can you?” Lucy panted. “I mean, there’s only so far you can go, right? I really don’t see how you can, uh, reach all the way inside me with your tongue.”
“Maybe a human male couldn’t, but I am a Stri’vor—every part of our anatomy is made to please our females. That includes my tongue,” he told her. “You just need to spread your pussy wide for me and you’ll see.”
“All right.” Lucy tugged at him again. “Then do it—fill my pussy with your tongue. Tongue-fuck me, T’zaren.”
His golden eyes were suddenly heavy-lidded with lust.
“Love it when you tell me how to please you, my S’rentha,” he growled softly. “And I love it when you make use of me for your pleasure.”
Then he ducked his head again and Lucy felt his hot tongue sliding deep inside her.
He had been right that a human male never could have done this, she thought as she arched her back and spread her legs wider. Somehow his tongue seemed to be growing inside her, the same way his secondary shaft had grown. She could feel it filling her completely and he lapped deep in her pussy, bathing every bit of her as intimately as possible.
And then, somehow, his tongue began to change. A part of it was pressing deeper—pressing against the inner wall of her pussy on a spot that she’d never felt before—one that gave her so much internal pleasure it almost felt as though he’d discovered another clit inside her.
“Oh…Oh!” Lucy wailed, wrapping her thighs around the big Monstrum’s head. “Oh my God!”
Was this her G spot? She’d always thought it must be a myth—that mystical spot inside that was supposed to give so much pleasure when you rubbed it just right. But T’zaren had proved her wrong—he was stimulating that spot with his magically talented tongue and making her feel like she was going to come harder than she ever had in her life!
“T’zaren! Oh God, don’t stop…don’t stop!” she moaned.
In answer, his long, muscular arms came up to bracket her body and he started kneading her breasts, tugging and teasing the tight points of her nipples as he continued stimulating that spot deep inside her.