Total pages in book: 169
Estimated words: 156210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 521(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 156210 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 781(@200wpm)___ 625(@250wpm)___ 521(@300wpm)
The water makes me feel weightless, and I close my eyes, floating in this pleasure. I wrap my fingers in his silky hair and discover that some of the strands are already wet. Our moans and the splashing of water are the only sounds in the room.
I can’t wait any longer and slide my hand down his perfect abs, cupping that prize of a dick with my hand. It feels even bigger than it looks.
Kyranis cocks his head, kissing my neck as he rubs himself against my hand with a soft moan. But his hands already trail lower, and when they squeeze my ass, I’m the one to arch and whimper, because—holy fuck—this man makes me burn.
“I want to be inside you. I want to fill you up with my essence and then feel it heat up your belly.”
Weird.
And yet so fucking hot I hook my other leg on his thigh without question.
Straps and buckles still trap his erection, but with the water constantly shifting and caressing my flesh, I lose my patience. “Open it. I need to see you,” my voice is raspy with lust, and I’ve lost all my cool. My cheeks are on fire, my hole throbs with the need to be filled just the way he said. Elves don’t have STDs, do they? Probably not.
Kyranis rises to his knees between my spread legs, and any cool he so far displayed is gone. His skin is red like fresh sunburn, eyes glazed over, and as I squeeze my cock, watching him, he attempts to unbutton his fly with trembling fingers.
Right after he succeeds, his leather top flies to the moss carpet with a wet slap.
Do I really have such an effect on him? Little me from Blackwood, Maine, who’s been a disposable one-night stand for so many guys?
I can’t fucking believe it.
But I love it.
“Show me your hole,” Kyranis demands, freeing his erection. It bobs out of the black leathers, long, and straight and with a girth that makes my head spin with excitement. A bead of pre-cum bejewels the tip, and I make myself a promise that I will taste it before the day is over. Or night. I think it’s still daytime by elven standards.
But he wants my ass, and he wants it now, so I pull my knees to my chest without question, letting out a little moan when my hard dick rubs against my belly. Holding my legs up with one arm, I shamelessly reach down with my free hand and use it to expose my hole. His tool is so beautiful, so stiff it intimidates me, yet also makes me insanely horny.
The back of my head is submerged in this position, and I risk ending up with my face under the water once things get frisky, but I’m so excited I want to make it work. I already considered him handsome before, but now I see him for what he truly is⸺a flushed beast covered in scary moving tattoos and eager to satisfy his lust with me.
As he leans over me, pushing me under the surface, his form is a trembling shadow above the water, and while I shiver when his thumb traces my exposed entrance, there’s only so long I can survive without coming up for air. He must understand that too and pulls me up by the hand, his eyes burning with frustration.
“Maybe… bed?” he whispers, rubbing my hip as if he can’t bear letting go altogether. His beautiful hair now hangs down his torso in damp streaks, and it’s as if every minute in his presence makes him more enticing in my eyes.
I glance at his exposed nipples and abs longingly, because I hoped to rub them while he fucks me, but also, no, I don’t want to get out of this warm dream, dry myself and move this to another room. I want him now.
“No. Here,” I beg, but when trying to shift position, I end up sliding lower and my whole face dunks under water. Again.
I hardly know what’s happening when his big hands slide under me, pulling me up. I gasp for air when Kyranis turns me around, and my knees hit the smooth bottom of the tub.
I grab the edge of the bath and spread my thighs for him, glancing over my shoulder. When he pulls my buttocks apart, his face is the picture of wonder, but then he captures my gaze and grins like a wolf about to bite into the lamb’s throat.
If I still had any defenses left, I’ve just lost them.
Without ever taking his eyes off me, he grabs a blue vial and scoops out some of the white cream inside before sliding the greased hand up and down his cock.
“You want it too, don’t you?”
I nod, unable to avert my gaze, even though I’m getting a neck cramp. “I want you inside me. Your cock is… wow.” My cheeks flush ever deeper as I watch the dick twitch between his fingers. It juts out of his leather pants so casually, and I need it in me. I shiver when he places his palm on the small of my back before trailing it up, to rest between my shoulder blades. Moments later, his slick cockhead parts my cheeks, and he bites his lip, staring down at my backside as if he’s never seen anything more profound.