Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
I was drunk on her.
“I want you,” she whispered in the most intoxicating tone I'd ever heard, and the groan that was ripped from me couldn’t be helped. I couldn't wait any longer. I’d been withholding my need for her for too long and moved onto the platform, settling my large body over hers seconds later. She parted her legs even more so I could rest between them, my cock nestled against her slit, her wetness and heat causing me to hiss in ecstasy.
My balls drew up, and the threat of spilling my seed without even being deep inside her yet was a very real possibility. I pressed my cock against her cleft harder, grinding my thickness into her slit, hissing out again through bared teeth at the pleasure that caused in me. I started moving back and forth, over and over again. I felt my cock slide up and down her slick heat and couldn’t stop myself from closing my eyes and grunting.
“Prima,” I growled, “I could devour you until there’s nothing left and I'd still be so starved for you.” I leaned in so our mouths were pressed together ever so slightly. Her breasts rose and fell as she breathed harshly, and I felt her hard nipples rub against my chest. “No more waiting.”
She shook her head slowly. “No, no more waiting, Fen.”
I added pressure and claimed her mouth in the only way I knew how, in the only way that mattered. Possessively. Territorially. Obsessively.
Prima wrapped her arms around my neck and arched her back, thrusting her breasts against my chest harder. She started kissing me back desperately, holding onto me as if she thought I’d leave. Never.
“I won’t last,” I gritted out against her lips, knowing it would only take a few hard pumps once I was deep in her pussy before I let go and spilled into her. But I also knew it would always be like this with her. She just extinguished my control and sanity with her very presence.
“Fen.” My name was a breathy plea from her, and I didn't want to prolong this.
I slipped my hand behind her nape, curled my fingers into her soft flesh, and kissed her harder, more demandingly. When she lifted her hips, my cock slipping faster, harder against her cleft, a low growl spilled from me. I couldn’t control my breathing and felt my cock stiffen even further, the heavy sac beneath drawing up tight to my body.
I dragged my other hand up her slender hip, along her flat stomach, and cupped a small breast. Tweaking her nipple until she squirmed beneath me, until she made soft, needy sounds.
Breaking the kiss and resting my forehead on hers, I tried to control my breathing. I tried to just… control myself.
“Claim me,” she said again, and I didn’t even try to respond. I couldn’t have said anything coherent right now.
I reached between our bodies, took hold of my shaft, and aligned the thick cockhead to her soaked pussy entrance. “No going back,” I whispered. “You are forever mine.” I spoke to myself as much as I declared it to her.
And then I pushed in deep.
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Prima
Oh. God.
He was big and thick, stretching me so fully I couldn’t breathe. I felt so invaded, penetrated, the pain a discomfort that stole my breath and had tears prickling my eyes.
“Oh, my sweet girl,” he whispered and rested his forehead against mine again. “I’m sorry I hurt you. It was inevitable.”
I knew this, and Fen was definitely bigger than I was sure the average male was, but despite the discomfort, I wouldn’t have stopped this for anything in the world.
For long moments he didn’t move, just held me close and stayed still as he was buried fully inside me. My inner muscles clenched around his thick length involuntarily, and he groaned. I knew it had to be hard for him to stay still, but he did it for me, to allow my body to get used to him.
“I’m okay,” I said and lifted a hand to cup his scruff-covered cheek. “I’m okay,” I said again, because I knew it really bothered him that he’d caused me pain. But still he didn’t move, and as the seconds ticked by, I felt the tenseness start to leave me as I grew more accustomed to his penetration. “I need you to move.” And that was the honest truth, because I knew there was more to feel than that stinging, initial pain. I knew there was ecstasy in the act.
It still took Fen a few moments before he lifted off me, giving me a light kiss on my lips before rising up and resting on his knees, still fully inside me. His gaze was on my eyes for a long moment, but then he slid it down the length of my body until he was gazing at where his body was connected with mine. And then he placed his hands on my inner thighs, moving his palms up and down, and each time he ascended my legs, he’d then move closer to my pussy. Fen widened his knees, causing my legs to open even wider, the muscles protesting, screaming, burning in only the best of ways.