Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
“Oh, Kross,” she moaned as she shifted her hips.
“What is it, Princess? Tell me all about it,” he urged gently.
“It…it’s so deep in me. It’s fucking me!” Sylvie panted. “And it…it’s teasing me—my clit. Oh!” she gasped because the vibrator part of the arm was buzzing even faster and she was beginning to feel like she was right on the edge.
“I’m here,” Kross told her. Gripping her hand tighter, he squeezed comfortingly.
“But I’m afraid…afraid it’s going to…to make me come!” Sylvie panted. God, this was so embarrassing! And yet, it was incredibly intimate too. Looking into her Protector’s eyes while she was being fucked like this…even though it was against her will, it still felt like the closest she’d ever been to any man during sex. Even though it wasn’t actually Kross she was having sex with.
“Come if you need to,” he told her. “There’s no shame in it, baby. It’s a physical reaction to stimulation—if you come, you come and it’s not your fault.”
His words made her feel better and Sylvie stopped fighting the growing tide of pleasure that was rising in her. It felt like an ocean wave swelling bigger and bigger—soon it would crash over her and she would drown in the intense sensation.
And then it happened—the droid’s arm fucked deep inside her and held still just as the vibrating attachment reached an even higher speed. Suddenly, she was coming—her back arching and her toes curling as the droid forced an orgasm from her.
“Ohhhh!” she moaned, her eyes still locked with Kross’s. “Oh, Kross—I’m coming! Coming so hard!”
“Gods, I can see that, baby.” His deep voice was hoarse and his eyes had gone reddish purple. “Coming hard, aren’t you?”
“Y-yes!” Sylive moaned, squeezing his hand convulsively. “Oh God, Kross—I can’t stop!” She could feel her inner walls squeezing the silver phallus as the orgasm went on and on and on.
“Don’t try,” he murmured. “Just let yourself come, baby. Let yourself go. There’s no shame—just come as hard as you need to.”
Sylvie cried out again as another orgasm was torn from her—the vibrator part of the arm just wouldn’t stop! And then she came again and again and again until she was panting for breath. Finally it was like one long intense orgasm that threatened to push her past the limits she could stand.
“Please!” she begged, writhing on the bed. “Please, I can’t…can’t take any more! Going to pass out!”
“Stop it—you’re hurting her, you fucker!” she heard Kross growl at the screen.
“Hmm, well I suppose since she already came twice while you were sucking the nectar from her breasts, we can stop. For now,” Barbarous said. “I must say, she’s wonderfully responsive. Much more so than any of my other female subjects. None of them have ever been able to have multiple orgasms.”
At last, to Sylvie’s intense relief, the metal rod withdrew and the vibrator attachment stopped stimulating her. She was left panting on the bed, trying to recover but she felt almost raw between her legs—especially her clit.
“You all right, baby?” Kross asked anxiously as the silver droid withdrew, hovering into the hole in the tree trunk wall which closed seamlessly behind it.
“I…I think so.” Sylvie became aware that she was lying on the bed with her shift hiked up past her thighs and her pussy and breasts on display. Wincing, she tried to sit up and close her legs…only to gasp with pain.
“What? What is it?” Kross’s eyes were filled with concern for her.
“I’m just…I’m almost raw down there,” Sylvie moaned. “The droid…it really fucked me hard.”
“I know, baby—I’m so fucking sorry.” Her Protector looked angry all over again. “I’m sorry I couldn’t stop it—sorry I couldn’t protect you.”
“It’s not your fault,” Sylvie told him. She winced again as she tried to close her legs. “Ow! But I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk for a while!”
The expression on Kross’s face turned from anguished concern to thoughtful consideration.
“Actually, I might be able to help you with that,” he offered. “If you want me to.”
“How?” Sylvie shook her head.
He cleared his throat.
“I could…heal you. With my essence.”
“You mean the same way you healed my nipples?” Sylvie asked.
He shook his head.
“Not exactly. Since you’re already so tender, I don’t know if you could stand to have my fingers in you.”
“Oh, you’re probably right.” The thought made her wince again. “Then how—”
“With my tongue,” Kross answered before she had even finished asking the question. “That’s the best way to spread my essence and it’s much softer than my fingers.”
“You…you want to lick me?”
Despite the fact that she’d just had multiple orgasms, Sylvie felt a little shiver of desire run down her spine as the forbidden idea.
Slowly, he nodded.
“Yes, Princess—I want to heal you.”
“But…you don’t think you’d mind?” she asked uncertainly. “I mean, putting your mouth on me there?”
His eyes flashed a burning red for a moment.