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)
She gasped but didn’t push me away.
“To soak in what humans call a bath.” I inhaled deeply at her cleavage. “Would that please our mate?” She made a soft sound that resembled contentment, and I purred in pleasure. “I think it would.”
I nipped at the overflowing cleavage, my cock so hard it ached, the fur on my thighs covered in pre-cum.
“Come out shortly. I’ll have it drawn. We’ll give you time… space.” I pulled back and stared into her blue eyes. “And then you’re ours, you sweet, little thing.”
I gripped her chin gently in my paw, mindful of how easy it would be to cut her with my claws. I couldn't deny the idea of drawing a little blood turned me on immensely.
I said nothing else as I reached down, pulled back the extra skin covering my cockhead, and ran a pad along the slick tip.
I brought my paw up, and while staring in her eyes, I smeared that pad along her lips, coating them until they were opalescent, and she smelled like me.
“Lick your lips,” I growled the demand.
For a moment, I didn’t think she’d obey. She just stared up at me with her wide, startled eyes, my cum glossy on her full, red lips.
I was panting, my body all but pressed against hers. Although she was curvy and thick, she was tiny compared to me and my brothers… a little thing who we would have to be extra gentle with.
“Be a good girl and lick my seed off.”
“I want to go home,” she whispered.
I looked down at her full, heavy breasts, her nipples hard points pressed against her bodice. Without thought, I sliced a claw down the center, tearing the lacing so the two halves of the material parted, revealing her big mounds.
“Liar,” I growled and leaned in, dragging my tongue along the edge of one creamy, silky smooth breast. “I can smell the wetness between your thighs. I know that little slit is soaking for us.”
I pulled back and stared at her breasts. Her nipples were large and a deep shade of pinkish-brown. My mouth watered, my canines ached, and my cock throbbed in time with my heartbeat.
I felt the shift in the air and swung my head to the side, seeing Ursid and Bruin crowding the doorway, watching what I did to our Goldie.
The two of them panted as they gripped their cocks and stroked themselves, their attention sliding down to her chest.
I then stared into Goldie’s blue eyes, growled low in possessive warning, and finally she dragged that little, pink tongue along her bottom lip first, then did the same to her top.
Her pupils dilated even more, she made a soft moan, and I couldn’t hold back from leaning down once more and licking her firm nipple. I dragged my canines over the fleshy mound, scratching her until a light bead of blood welled up. I purred and lapped the coppery flavor up, wanting more… needing it.
But I forced myself to pull back and move to where my brothers stood. All three of us panted as if we chased a stag through the woods. Instead, we were just hard-up for our female.
“We’ll draw you a bath. When you’re ready, come out, little one.”
And then we left, the testosterone pouring off us, the aggression to be the first to claim Goldie running fiercely in each of us and stronger than anything else.
But I’d be the one to feel her tight, hot, and wet pussy first. Then I’d watch as my brothers fucked my cum back into her.
Chapter
Ten
Goldie
I stepped out of the basin, steam still billowing out of the large metal tub, even though I spent so much time soaking that my fingertips were shriveled.
I didn’t ask where the creatures had gotten the tub, didn’t even ask how they heated so much water in such a short amount of time. I just enjoyed the water and warmth, and feeling clean and relaxed after a very stressful day.
There was a thick strip of cloth draped over the tub, and I grabbed it, drying myself off and wrapping up the long fall of my blonde locks.
And then I just stood there.
The three males had kept their promise to give me space. I hadn’t seen them since I left the room and sequestered myself in here to bathe.
I picked up the shift that had been draped over a wooden chair in the corner. There was this massive amount of confusion in me that these creatures—so primal and feral—were also so thoughtful. It was as if they thought about every little comfort I might need or want. I’d never had anyone make my needs a priority, not even my parents. They’d been all about surviving each day. And I had been the same way.
So having someone care so much left me speechless.