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)
But to my disappointment, he didn’t thrust in. He kept tormenting me by rubbing himself up and down my cleft, gathering my pussy cream, and smearing his pre-cum in me.
Lifting my ass, begging him, propositioning him without words, I bit my lip and purred. And then his cock was being fed into my body, pushing through the barrier, the tight ring of unused muscle, claiming the space as only his.
“Fuck meeeee,” I cried when he went agonizingly slow. He roared out and shoved right into me, deep, hard, and so damn thoroughly that I cried out as pleasure—relief—stole my breath, my pulse, hell, my very sanity.
I'd never felt so completely taken with only one thrust. My inner muscles clenched along his length, and he grunted, buried balls-deep in me, bottomed out, staying still so I could adjust if only for this one moment.
Kasias pulled my ass cheeks apart wide, and I knew he was watching, staring at where he impaled me. He kept a steady pace of pulling out of me and then pushing back in.
Back and forth.
In and out.
Over and over again.
I felt his raw, animalistic magnetism, felt the mating heat consume me.
“Fuck.” He picked up speed and slammed harder into me. “Your cunt is so damn tight… mine.” He slammed into me again and again, and I was mindless, delirious from the pleasure.
Sweat formed on every inch of my body. I felt my orgasm start to move forward, outward, encompassing all of me.
Kasias worked his dick in deep, long strokes. I panted, begged, moaned, and needed more.
And then it was right there. The pleasure. The intensity. “I’m going to come,” I gasped. It was like I couldn’t get enough, like there was no way for me to stop the climaxes from coming and coming and coming.
I was insatiable
He was feral.
I was wet and hot, swollen and needy, and I knew the only male to ever be able to satisfy me and my cravings with this one. My male.
Kasias.
I felt beads of his sweat fall from his body and land on my back. I wanted to be covered in it, in him. I wanted to be saturated in all things Kasias. His pheromones were in me, on me, but I wanted more. So. Much. More.
I gasped out when he reached around and found my clit, rubbing the already ultra-sensitive bundle of nerves, causing another series of aftershocks of pleasure to fill me. He pumped three more times and pulled out, but before disappointment could fill me, Kasias had me turned around and in his arms.
I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.
His big palms curled around my ass, his thick cock jutting against my slit.
He strode to the bed at the same time his mouth latched onto the base of my neck. And once I was in the center of his massive bed, I sighed in pleasure. His huge body covered mine, his hand roughly pushing my knees apart so he could settle between them. He started moving against me then, not penetrating me, just sliding that thickness up and down my cleft.
I clawed at his back, knew there would be marks. But I knew he’d leave his brand on me, and I wanted the same thing for him.
He wasn’t gentle as he thrust back into me, and then he started moving harder and faster.
“God,” I cried out. “It’s so good.”
He growled and started biting my throat again gently. He thrust in and out of me, and the sound of my pussy sucking at his cock bombarded all my senses.
“Mate. My female,” he groaned. “It’s so fucking good.”
It was more than good. It was everything.
9
Penny
Kasias pulled back to look down at me. He was larger than life, aroused beyond belief, and all I could do was breathe, or try to remember how to.
His lips slowly curved into a grin, but there wasn’t anything humorous about the look. It was… feral. He was on me then, like a predator pouncing on his prey.
He gripped my legs with an iron hold and wrenched them open. A surprised, aroused sound left me, and I gripped the sheets beneath me, curling my nails into the soft material, smelling nothing but the wild, woodsy scent of Kasias.
The monstrous dick that rose from between his thighs looked like it could do some serious damage, split me in two, but God I’d never wanted to be destroyed as much as I did right then. I flicked my gaze from that third limb to his face and saw him looking at me right between the thighs.
His massive chest rose and fell from the force of his breathing, his mouth slightly parted, his canines visible as they pressed to his bottom lip. The sting of pain from his claws digging into my flesh had my pleasure increasing.