Total pages in book: 128
Estimated words: 126570 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126570 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 633(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Relief is within reach. The pressure inside me growing and swelling, ready to burst.
I’m going to come all over his mouth, I think to myself. Come all over his pretty face.
Making a choking noise, Asher wrenches himself away from me.
My orgasm stolen from me once again, I want to scream in frustration.
Why does he tease me so? Why is he torturing me?
“Because I’ve waited so long for this,” he answers harshly and pushes up.
Tearing open the front of his pants, he frees his erection and quickly sheds the rest of the material.
“And when you come for me, I’m going to be inside you. Where I belong.”
Eyes widening, I stare at his hard length with a mixture of horror and fascination. I’ve never seen a naked man before. I’ve never looked at pornography or medical depictions. Lust was to be avoided at all costs.
I’m not completely ignorant though. I know men have penises and I know that they’re like a rod that goes into a woman.
But his cock… it’s beyond whatever my imagination pictured.
It’s long… and big… bigger than I think it should be.
And there are veins. Bulging veins along the shaft.
Are penises supposed to point up like that? Like it’s trying to touch his stomach?
A wicked grin spreading across his lips, Asher stretches over me and settles his hips between my thighs.
His erection bumps against me, and I jolt. My butt scooting back.
Grabbing my hip, he drags me closer until he’s poised at my entrance. The crown of his cock nudging my soaked folds.
Then his eyes find my eyes.
“No more running,” he says huskily. “I’ve caught you. Accept your fate. Accept me.”
Falling under the spell cast by his gaze, my fear and apprehension begin to slip away from me like water slipping through my fingers.
Releasing my hip, Asher takes himself in his hand and rubs against me. Swirling the crown of his cock around in my wetness.
And I feel no fear of what’s to come. No anxiety or worry.
Only eagerness.
I want him inside me. I want him filling me up.
For once in my life, I want to be complete.
I want to know what it’s like to feel whole, and not this empty shell that’s just going through the motions.
“Your wish is my command,” Asher growls before he strikes.
Thrusting his hips forward, his cock pierces me, ripping through my innocence.
And his mouth is on my neck.
His fangs biting into my skin.
It’s a double assault that leaves me reeling.
Pain mixes with pleasure. Blending so seamlessly it’s hard to tell where one ends and the other begins.
Stretched around his thick length, my pussy throbs and aches. Unprepared for the violence of penetration.
But my neck…
My neck is alive with sensation.
There’s something about his bite… about his fangs sinking into my flesh that feels sinfully orgasmic.
I don’t know if there’s venom or poison in his bite, but I feel drugged. Drugged with a heady ecstasy that is melting everything else away.
“Asher,” I gasp, and clutch at him.
My toes curl into the bed and my sore pussy clenches, squeezing around him.
Yes, that’s it, angel.
Recognize your fated.
Feel me.
Pulling hard on my neck, his grip on me tightens.
As the blood rushes from my wound to his mouth, a slice of pleasure cuts through my core.
I try to arch my spine to handle the slice but his hold on me is too tight. I can’t move though my muscles are begging for it. Begging to move and chase the orgasm just outside my grasp.
Pulling his hips back, his stiff length slides out of me.
Then he roughly slams back in.
Feel your mate inside you.
A sharp cry breaks from my lips.
He growls inside my head, and I feel his cock twitch a moment before he grinds deep, trapping my clit between us.
Sucking harder on my neck, he continues to hold me in place. Refusing me the freedom of movement. The freedom of achieving my own release.
Forcing me to have only what he gives.
And though I know he’s draining the life out of me, I find myself soaring on the wings of ecstasy. His control, his power over me giving me a freedom I’ve never had before.
The freedom to just accept what’s happening to me.
To stop fighting it.
To just be.
I don’t know which I like more, he purrs inside my head and rolls his hips.
Rocking against my clit.
Drinking from your sweet neck or stuffing you with my cock.
When I let out a long, keening whimper, my pussy quivering around him, he sucks harder.
Both are fucking exquisite.
Harder and harder he sucks and drinks. Swallowing down the very stuff that gives me life and keeps my heart beating.
And instead of slowing, my pulse quickens.
You are exquisite.
Higher and higher, I fly closer to the sun, whose colors are now dancing in front of my eyes.
My angel… you are everything I’ve dreamed of…
My clit throbs viciously. My entire body thrumming with anticipation. Sensing something is closer.