Total pages in book: 15
Estimated words: 13408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 67(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 13408 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 67(@200wpm)___ 54(@250wpm)___ 45(@300wpm)
“Christopher?”
“Princess?”
“What is this?”
“Magic. Do you want me?” he asks again.
“Yes,” I say, my voice never wavering.
“Good girl.”
He surges forward and slams into me. I scream in pain and pleasure. The line is thin between the two; I know that now. Besides the feeling of being literally full of his cock, I also feel whole for the first time ever. My eyes pop open when I realize that he’s not moving. The look of confusion on his face would be adorable if he weren’t inside of me. Whatever pain I was feeling is gone now. I’m ready for more. I reach my hand up and place it on his cheek.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“But how?” he asks through gritted teeth. He moves to pull out of me, but I stop him with my legs. “You were meant for someone else. Some other man.”
“Was I?” I ask as every dream I’ve ever had fills my head like magic. It’s him. It’s always been him. He’s the man I’ve always dreamt of.
“Yes. You must have been. I’ve ruined you.” For someone who thinks he’s ruined me, his cock sure has gotten harder.
“Christopher. I gave myself to you. I am yours. You cannot ruin what was given to you. Now, move,” I demand, squeezing his cock with my inner muscles.” When he begins to move, I cry out in what I can only describe as Earth-shattering pleasure. He’s pounding me into the mattress, and I’m screaming in ecstasy. He reaches between us and rubs clit. My pussy clenches, and I think I die a little bit. “Oh God, Christopher,” I cry out. He keeps pumping into me savagely until he comes with his head thrown back. When he pulls out of me, he leans down and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth before kissing me.
“Princess?”
“Hmmm…” I murmur sleepily.
“Did I hurt you?” he asks, and my eyes pop open.
“No. In fact, I want to do that again. He chuckles.
“The snow is really coming down, so we’ve got plenty of time, Princess.”
I snuggle into him, and I dream of him for the first time in a long time.
I keep hearing my phone ring in the other room, so I force myself to get out of his bed and answer it.
“Hello?”
“Anya?”
“Mama?”
“Who else would it be?”
“I don’t know. I know people,” I respond petulantly.
“Where are you?”
“In town.”
“With whom? Do you even know anyone in town?”
“Yes. I do,” I reply, smiling. I know someone very well.
“You are safe though?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Fine. We’ll discuss this when you get home.
“We will. We have many things to discuss when I get home.” I hang up the phone and crawl back into bed. I can’t get over what was done to him as a child, and being beside him just feels right. We spend all day in each other's arms. It stopped snowing sometime before lunch, so I know my time here is limited. After dinner, in front of the fire he laid me down in front of, he stares at my pussy before touching it with his fingers. He moves them up and down my slit, bringing me to the edge. I’m going to fill you so full of my seed that you won’t be able to walk for a fucking week without some of it dripping down your leg. Damn, Princess.”
“What?” I whisper in awe.
“You’re so gorgeous. I know you’ve heard that before, but…”
“But I’ve never heard it from you,” I reply, cutting him off. He smiles at me and begins to kiss up the insides of my legs. I shudder when he reaches my inner thighs. Then his mouth is on my pussy, and I swear I forget my own name. He teases his tongue over my clit before fucking me with it. However, he’s turned me into a greedy girl. I want more. I want his cock inside of me, doing all the things he promised. “More,” I moan. “Give me more.” He slides his cock into me, and I feel every vein as he does. He begins to move, and I lose my mind.
“You’re so fucking wet, Princess. This tight cunt is all mine, you know that, don’t you?” He demands from above me.
“Yes, it’s all yours,” I tell him, knowing full well that I’ll never give myself to another man the way I’ve given myself to him.
Over and over, he slams in and out of me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. Finally, I feel a pull deep in my belly, and I scream his name as my orgasm comes over me. He grunts something unintelligible, and I feel him fill me.
“Take it. Take my seed,” he demands, and I can do nothing but that. A little while later, he gingerly pulls out of me and lies on top of me. His weight is calming, and I don’t want him to move. He kisses me all over.