Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 598(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
You may be wondering—what about Don, my fiancé back home? Didn’t I feel guilty about the things Sir and I were doing together? To answer your question honestly, not too much. I really didn’t have a choice in the beginning about being Sir’s pet. And now I had to save my entire galaxy. If there was a better excuse for cheating, I didn’t know what it was.
Plus, it barely felt like cheating because the way my body reacted when Sir touched me was so different from the way I felt when I was with Don. I speculated that once I got back to Earth, my fiancé and I would probably break up. Not just because I had been with another guy, but because nothing and no one was going to compare to Sir.
Does that mean you’re thinking of staying with him and not going back to Earth? whispered a little voice in my brain, but I pushed it aside and concentrated on the task at hand—namely Sir’s enormous cock.
He seemed to enjoy the way I was stroking him—so much so, that a pearly drop of pre-cum had appeared at the tip of the pointed head of his cock. I eyed it with interest—rather than being clear, like a human man’s pre-cum, the droplet perched on the point of his crown had a silvery sheen to it.
Tentatively, I stuck out my tongue and tasted the little droplet. I expected the salty, slightly bitter flavor I associated with a human man, but once again Sir surprised me.
A salty-sweet flavor that was both complex and delicious spread over my tongue. It was also strangely familiar. Where had I tasted that before?
Wanting to try some more, I stroked Sir’s cock until another, larger silver droplet appeared at the pointed tip. This time I took the whole head in my mouth and sucked, getting as much as I could. I could almost place the flavor…
“Gods, little one!” Sir groaned softly and I looked up to see him looking down at me with half-lidded eyes. “Just help yourself, why don’t you?” he rumbled, amusement and pleasure mixed in his deep voice.
“Sorry,” I murmured guiltily. “It’s just…you taste like something really good, but I can’t think what it is…”
I lapped at the head of his cock again and suddenly it came to me.
“Oh—I know what it is!” I exclaimed. “There’s a little ice cream and dessert shop in my town called ‘The Toffee Connection’ and they make the most amazing salted caramel sauce. It’s fabulous when you drizzle it over their homemade vanilla bean ice cream.” I looked up at him. “That’s what you taste like, Sir—a salted caramel sundae!”
“Hmm, well, I’m glad you enjoy my flavor, little one,” he murmured.
The way he said it made me frown at him suspiciously.
“Hey—why does your precum taste like one of my favorite flavors from home?” I demanded. “I mean, it seems too good to be true. I’ve never liked the flavor of any human guy before—is it just because you’re a Korrigon or is it something else?”
“It may have to do with the way our bond is growing,” he admitted, cupping my cheek. “Now that I’ve decided to make you my Sex Pet, the closer we get, the more we’ll come to crave each other. Enjoying the flavor and scent of your Master is just part of the bond.” He stroked my cheek gently. “Just as I crave your scent and flavor, little one.”
I remembered the way he’d lapped my juices off his finger and felt myself blushing when I thought of how he’d said I was “delicious.” I couldn’t help wondering if he was still planning to go down on me, as he had promised. Just the thought of his hot tongue between my thighs made me quiver all over with embarrassment and desire.
“Yes, I’m going to taste you—very soon in fact,” Sir murmured. “I can’t wait to spread your thighs and open your sweet little cunt with my tongue, little one.”
“Sir!” I protested, feeling my cheeks get hot with a blush. “Are you reading my mind?”
“We’re getting closer and it’s easier for me to catch what you’re thinking when I’m touching you,” he admitted. “But I won’t read you if you’d rather I didn’t. Though I admit I enjoy these little glimpses into your mind—you fascinate me.”
“Oh, uh, thank you,” I whispered, biting my lip. “Will…will I ever be able to look into your mind, though?”
“It’s doubtful,” Sir said. “As a Korrigon, my mind has a natural shield around it. Though you should be able to hear the thoughts I send to you in time.”
“If you seal our bond?” I asked, because he had talked about that several times.
Sir shook his head.
“When I seal our bond,” he murmured. “I won’t lie to you, little one—sealing our bond will make it very difficult for you to leave me. Which, of course, is my purpose for doing so.”