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)
That’s right—Kross is half Beast Kindred, she remembered. This must be his Bonding Knot. Oh my God, I can’t take that thing inside me—I can’t take any of it! He’s way too big!
She couldn’t even fit her fingers all the way around the girthy shaft. And the more she tried to push it back into his trousers, the harder and longer it got. His warm, masculine scent was stronger here too. It seemed to get into her senses and make her dizzy with desire. Why did he have to smell so good when she was trying so hard to resist him, damn it?
Kross allowed her to try for a minute longer, then he growled and wrapped his long fingers around her wrists to pull her hands away.
Sylvie felt a rush of relief mixed with regret. All right, so he was saying no to her in the only way he could. He wanted her to stop touching him, he wasn’t going to let her—
Her thoughts cut off abruptly when he turned her over so that she was on her hands and knees on the bed in front of him.
“Hey, wait a minute!” she exclaimed, turning her head to look back at him.
But Kross had waited long enough—he was ready to fuck. He opened his mouth and two words came out in a thick, guttural voice that barely sounded like him.
“Breed…now,” he growled in that low, rumbling, animalistic tone that sent shivers straight down Sylvie’s spine.
“But we shouldn’t!” she pleaded. Even as she spoke, though, she felt another sharp pang of emptiness shoot through her. “Ohhh!” she moaned, feeling her knees go weak as she pitched forward onto the bed. This had the effect of putting her head in her arms and pushing her ass up into the air.
Before she could change position, she felt Kross behind her. His muscular body surrounded hers and his big hands were already on her hips and spreading her thighs, putting her into a more open position.
“Kross, no!” she moaned, but she made no move to close her thighs and she didn’t try to get away when she felt the blunt head of his cock sliding over her slippery folds. In truth, the emptiness inside was getting too painful—all she could think of was being filled.
And Kross seemed eager to fill her. After rubbing the head of his cock over her slippery clit several times, he found her entrance and began to push inside.
Sylvie bit her lip to keep from crying out. She was terribly afraid she wouldn’t be able to take the big Kindred’s massive shaft. But to her surprise, though she felt herself stretching to the limit, there wasn’t too much pain as he slid inside her.
“Oh…ohhh,” she moaned softly as she felt him bottom out inside her. She had never felt so filled in her life and her inner walls were protesting, but again, it didn’t hurt—it just felt like she was more full than she ever had been her whole life.
And then Kross gripped her hips in his big hands and began to fuck.
No, not fuck—he’s breeding me! Sylvie thought as he pulled halfway out and then thrust in again, deep and hard, the head of his cock giving the end of her channel a rough kiss with every stroke. Oh God, breeding me so hard! And he might get me pregnant!
She had only one hope—she’d heard that Bonding Sex was different with different kinds of Kindred. With Beast Kindred, they couldn’t get you pregnant unless they got their Bonding Knot inside you. With Blood Kindred, they had to bite you, injecting their essence at the same time. So far Kross hadn’t knotted her and he hadn’t bitten her. So as long as he didn’t do that, it should be safe to just let him fuck her.
As if she had any choice! She couldn’t believe she was in this position—with her head buried in her arms and her ass in the air, thighs spread wide as her Kindred Protector rammed into her from behind, his thick cock stretching her open with every deep thrust.
With every stroke, his heavy balls slapped against her tingling clit, making her more and more certain that she was going to come again whether she wanted to or not. And there was nothing she could do to stop him—nothing she could do but submit completely. Moaning, she opened her thighs even wider, giving him what he was demanding, offering herself completely.
“Oh God, Kross!” she moaned. “Fuck me! Do it—fuck me hard!”
Her answer was a low growl and then he was thrusting even deeper inside her and something even thicker than his cock was sliding into the mouth of her pussy. Somehow, though he was already hitting bottom with every thrust, she could feel herself opening as he went even deeper.