Total pages in book: 26
Estimated words: 23597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 118(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 79(@300wpm)
He pulled my hips toward him, popping my ass out, and then he was lowering his big body behind me, getting on his haunches, and making sure my legs stayed spread. The feeling of his hands palming at my ass, spreading the cheeks, and the sound that came from him as he saw every inch of me had liquid spilling from my pussy.
His warm breath played along my ass and pussy, frantic and harsh from his lust. And then he had his mouth on me. Kasias growled, nipped at my pussy, sucked at my clit, and grabbed my ass cheeks in a bruising yet pleasurable grip. I was like a faucet now, constant arousal spilling from my pussy. But he lapped it up, every last drop, growling against my soaked, swollen flesh for more.
“I want to drown in you.” He nipped at me, dragged his tongue up and down my cleft, and I rested my forehead on the door, my eyes squeezed tightly as I felt the pressure build. I was going to come.
And then I did come. God, I came for him from this alone. Climaxed all over his face. And I didn't stop grinding my pussy against his mouth. He didn’t stop licking and sucking until I started begging, pleading that it was too sensitive, that I couldn’t take anymore.
“I don’t think so, my female.” He gave my ass a sharp slap that had me gasping in pleasure. “You’ll take more, so much fucking more.” He stood again, turned me back around, and I felt like a ragdoll in his arms, loose and vaguely sated. But only seconds passed before I felt the heat rise again, my body knowing the only thing that would ease my suffering was his cock in me and his seed covering every inch of my insides.
He moved his hand down between my breasts, over my belly, and moved his fingers around my navel, teasing me, inflaming me even more. He continued to touch my flesh, along my hip, and stopped at one of my thighs. “Mmm,” he hummed in pleasure right before he lifted my leg up and hooked it around his hip.
There I stood, perched on one leg, sandwiched between him and the door. Kasias moved his other hand to cup my ass, kneading the flesh in gentle strokes that started to become rougher. He had his other hand right back between my thighs.
“Look at me,” he demanded, and I forced my eyes to stay open so I could look into his. His expression was so severe, so masculine as he worked his hand between my legs. The only evidence that he was as primed as me was the harsh look in his eyes and the raging erection digging against my belly. Even his breathing was even, steady.
But his focus on me was positively animalistic.
He’s more animal than man.
He slid one finger around my pussy lips, pulling one out and then letting it move back in place. He did this over and over again, bringing me closer to another orgasm from this act alone.
When I couldn’t take the torture any longer, I started to push my pussy down on his hand, urging Kasias silently to give me more. The breath left him hard then, as if he were trying in vain to keep his control.
He dipped his thick finger into my pussy hole, and I thanked whoever was listening that he’d given me what I wanted, at least partly. What I really wanted was his cock. And when he rubbed my clit in hard circles, baring his teeth, the sound that left him one from his bear, I cried out and came a second time.
My orgasm this time around wasn’t stronger, and although it felt so good, it made my heat worse. Every climax he gave me seemed to make me even more desperate, as if I were being punished because my body didn’t have what it needed.
His dick. His cum.
“All soaking wet and primed for me.” He kept rubbing circles against my clit even though I begged for slower, even though I cried out for more. “Your cunt is so wet, female, so fucking juicy that all I can smell is your need for me.” Sweat covered me from head to toe. I wanted our dampened skin to be moving together as he fucked me unconscious.
“I’m going to take that cherry, mate, claim it as my own,” he growled. “You want that, don’t you, female? To have your fated mate, to have my polar bear come out and just take what it wants.”
I was nodding before he even finished talking. “God,” I panted. “Yes. Now. I need that now. Please.” I was crying, tears of need sliding down my cheeks. “I’m suffering. I need my mate.” The words came from someplace deep inside me, a place I’d never felt before. They were only for Kasias. They’d only ever be for him.