Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23407 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
I stared at our female, picturing her with my brothers. The sight of her spread out for us, open and willing and submitting, was such an aphrodisiac that I had to force myself to hold in my growl of pleasure.
And then she was fully nude, her glorious back and full ass on display. I felt the tip of my cock leak. Copious amounts of pre-cum dripped from the crown, my body preparing to claim her. I’d make sure she was good and wet.
She’d need all the lubrication she could get to be claimed by the three of us.
I slammed my paw on the tree trunk, curling my claws into the bark. Chunks broke off and scattered to the forest floor.
I watched as Goldie stepped into the small pool of water, the sun setting and casting a glow in the meadow. Her ass bobbed above the surface of the water for a few moments before she waded in waist-deep.
She moved more to the center until she finally turned and faced me, her breasts just slightly visible. The mounds were perfect and full, with rosy-pink nipples that were hard from the chilly water.
I kept in the shadows, my body so big that she might see me, but I felt the thrill of excitement and anticipation at the prospect of our little human seeing me jerk off.
I was pumping my paw over my cock so fast and hard that the heavy weight of my balls swung back and forth from the force.
I growled low, unable to stop myself from letting the sound explode outward. And when she dipped her head back, her breasts bobbing along the top of the water as she washed her long, golden hair, I came.
I pointed the tip of my shaft toward the tree, coming hard and gritting my fangs. Thick, white ropes of cum coated the bark before sliding down to the forest ground.
And I just kept orgasming, the pleasure never-ending. Copious amounts of my seed sprayed like a geyser.
And in my mind, all I could think about was Goldie taking it all.
When I was spent and sated, I exhaled in contentment, pleasure spilling from me.
I continued to watch her for several more moments as she ran her hands over the large mounds of her breasts. I watched as beads of water cascaded down her glorious form as she climbed from the pool and dried off.
I stayed within the shadows while she put the shift back on and headed toward her cottage. But I didn’t miss how she glanced around. I knew she could sense me watching her. She always had throughout the years, knowing we were close but unable to pinpoint where we were.
We stayed hidden for her protection. We kept away until the time was right. And that time was now.
We were making Goldilocks ours.
Chapter
Three
Goldie
A storm was coming. I sensed it in the air. Saw it in the way the animals became restless.
I went about weatherizing everything in preparation, hurrying because I wanted to check the traps I set in the stream nearby before the weather turned.
I was putting the chickens away when I saw Lorna, the elderly woman who lived across the meadow, making her way down the narrow path that connected our two properties.
I rarely spoke to her, mainly because her attitude was something that could make the hair on the back of a cat stand on end.
She also made it perfectly clear she did not like the human population and embraced her reclusive, hermit-like existence. But she tolerated me and even gave me some of her raspberry preserves she made every year.
She walked right past me and toward the front door of my cottage.
“Everything okay?” I asked as I followed her inside and snorted at how brazen she was as she walked into my home.
“Issues with my roof,” she said almost sternly. “A few of the village boys are working on it, but it’s uninhabitable.” She set her satchel down on my kitchen table and turned to face me. “I can stay here until it’s fixed. With the storm coming and all….”
For a moment, I was dumbstruck at the audacity of her inviting herself to stay. But I wasn’t heartless or cold. I would never turn away somebody who needed a place to stay, least of all a neighbor.
“Of course, you can stay. As long as you need until it’s fixed.”
She made a gruff sound and nodded, as if that was it. A done deal. “I’ll help with meals, cleaning, and of course taking care of the minuscule amount of animals you have.”
I bit my tongue at her snarky tone but kept any opinions to myself and just forced a smile.
I made my way toward her as she started gathering ingredients I knew were for bread. Flour, yeast, sugar, eggs.
“Go, go, dear.” She shooed me away as if I were an annoying fly. “Tend to the animals, and I’ll prepare dinner.”