Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57876 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Master wanted to hear me talk dirty to him.
Tuning out everything around me, I focused on his words and his order. “I…I love it when I feel you inside me, Master. You keep me trapped so good. I love being under your control.”
It was terrible as far as real dirty talk went, but he loved hearing that I loved his favorite ways of driving me insane.
“You respond well to being immobile, my mate.” Master’s limbs tightened around me and spread my legs wider, sending a rush of desire through me as he made me feel so exposed I wanted to orgasm right then. “And displayed. You like being displayed, my Theo.”
There was no reason to deny it when I knew how easily he could read me, but nodding and having to admit how much I loved it had just enough humiliation running through me that it made it even more incredible.
“Human reactions.” Master chuckled and the tone of his voice said he found my mix of emotions to be adorable. “Tell me more. How should I enjoy your pleasures? Do you want additional penetration, my submissive mate?”
Yes.
I managed to make my head nod but it took me a second to get more of me to work. “Yes, please. Thick and hard and fast and…”
His tentacle slipped deeper inside me, cutting my words off as I moaned. That in itself was perfect, but as my body fought to take more and his hold on me tightened again, it gave me a rush of submission.
“Yes, good boy, my mate.” Whatever he felt from the tingly warmth flooding through me had him making soft, pleased sounds and he flicked the head of my dick again, the perfect reward to push me even closer to oblivion. “Submit and feel. Give me your emotions, my mate.”
That was all he wanted…to feel me.
“Tighter. Please, Master. It—” The words disappeared as he fulfilled my plea and his hold went from tight to immobile. “That’s…”
So good.
My eyes nearly rolled back in my head the first time I tried to fight against him and the rush that went through me had both of us making sexy sounds. Master was thoroughly enjoying himself, but only he had the ability to make words work. “Your pleasure is so strong, my Theo. Give me more. Try again and feel how you belong to me.”
I was his.
I tried to give him what he wanted but I could barely move, and as I struggled, the pleasure wave hit me again. As I moaned, he let out a pleased chuckle and a deep breath. “Yes, so much happiness, my mate.”
He had the best definition of happiness.
“We can create more, my Theo.” More meant making the cock-like tentacle inside me even wider and sinking it deeper.
It was almost too much too soon but he slapped the head of my dick again and suddenly everything was too much and too good. I’d have come but his homemade cock ring kept it at bay, leaving me shaking. “Not yet, my Theo. I have not heard all of your pleasure requests.”
The thick tentacle inside me started making short thrusts right over my prostate and that just added another level of crazy to all the sensations whirling around in me. He had to have known how hard the words were but I struggled through the weight of everything.
Master wanted the words.
It was just that simple.
“My cock. Again. I.” Sucking in a breath, I tried to make sure he knew what I wanted, but Master was psychic because his whip-like tentacle smacked the head again.
I could hear myself cry out but it was far away and sounded muffled from the distance. As it faded, the only thing that kept me grounded was the incredible hold he had on every inch of me. “Master…”
Words.
He wanted words.
Enough words and I could come.
“Yes, my Theo. Good boy.”
I got praise for words.
Praise meant orgasms and pleasure and love and cuddles and…
“Lightning, Master.” Yes, the lightning would make me come. “Please.”
Spanking my dick again, Master started fucking me harder and I was so close to flying the world was spinning around me. “Let me hear your words again, my submissive human. Let me hear your plea.”
God.
More words.
Yes, more words…more pleasure.
I wanted more pleasure.
“Please, Master. I need you.” One last whip-like smack to my cock had the world exploding around me as it lit up like I’d never felt before.
Whips and lightning and hugs and…
When reality tuned back in, Master had me snuggled against his body and his limbs were softly caressing over me. “My mate?”
He wasn’t exactly worried but I knew he needed reassurance. Part of me imagined hugging him tight, but my muscles weren’t going to cooperate that much so I tried for words. That wasn’t much better, so I settled for aiming happy thoughts at Jerker.