Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 89310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 89310 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 447(@200wpm)___ 357(@250wpm)___ 298(@300wpm)
I wrapped the fingers of one hand around his shaft and continued to massage his balls with the other. I pumped my hand and massaged, delighting in the feather-soft skin. I ran my finger over his tip, where precum had beaded. I worked the suds back down, pumping faster now, seeing his hips tilt and retreat. His fingers in my hair turned into a fist. He held me firm, and I moaned within that hold.
His breathing came fast. Mine was faster. My sex swelled, so wet, so desperate for him.
I couldn’t wait. I couldn’t do this slow. It was killing me.
I upended the pitcher over him, washing off the soap, and attacked his cock with my mouth. I licked the tip before sucking him down, taking him as deeply as I could go. I pushed up higher on my knees, shimmied closer. I pumped my hand and followed with my mouth, taking in more of his big cock with each bob of my head. He let me, his fist in my hair for show.
I didn’t want a show. I wanted a hard face-fucking.
Opening a crack, I let the fire of my animal fill me. She slipped through as much as she was able, her power pulsing, but I was still in control.
Even still, a heady wave of Nyfain’s dragon answered, power filling me. I popped my mouth off Nyfain’s cock and closed my eyes as I soaked in that thick rush of blistering bliss. It tethered us—spicy, sweet, and sexy as hell.
“Yes, Nyfain,” I groaned, still pumping him with my hand. Wanting to climb on top of him and sink down onto that cock.
He gripped my head harder and forced it down. My animal growled in ecstasy as he shoved up with his hips and parted my lips with the head of his cock. I softly scraped his shaft with my teeth. He growled in desire and flooded me with another rush of power. Then he yanked my hair, plunging in deep. My eyes watered, and I gripped his balls with one hand, tighter than a lover’s caress. My fingernails of the other hand dug into his thigh.
This is not quite right, my animal cried in frustration, spurring me on nonetheless. I bobbed on his cock with reckless abandon, taking everything he had to give and begging for more. I reached down and ran my fingers through my wet pussy before massaging my clit.
He needs to be in our cunt, not our face. We should fight, force him to dominate us to prove his worth and mate us with a passion he would show no other. Does the man not know where a cock is supposed to go? His dragon can help.
Shh.
His movements got jerkier. Harder. His cock ravaged my throat. My chin banged against his balls. It was fierce and rough and brutal, and I was so fucking here for it. It was exactly what I’d wanted.
My finger kept going on my clit, winding up my body, and my spit bathed his cock and pooled around his balls. His thighs tightened, and his hand yanked my hair, and then he was groaning and filling my mouth. His release slid down my throat, and I backed off so I could swallow it all. Usually I didn’t, but with him…I just fucking wanted to. None of this was thought out. I’d probably have reeled away if someone asked me two days ago whether I wanted to be roughly throat-fucked and get a mouthful of a man’s climax, but here, in the moment… Fuck yes.
He pulled my hair so I’d have to stand, and I winced. He smashed his mouth to mine, apparently not at all concerned about tasting his saltiness on my lips, then yanked my pants down and slipped his fingers into my panties. My slick wetness made him groan.
“Come for me, baby girl,” he growled softly, plunging in two fingers and working my clit with his thumb. “Come for me.”
He kissed me, and I clutched his big shoulders and lost myself in his lips. In the expert movement of his hands. I groaned into his mouth as he pumped those fingers faster. He wrapped his other hand around my nape, deepening our kiss as he sucked my tongue into his mouth and rolled it with his. His kiss was deep and passionate and delicious, and before I knew it, I slammed into the ceiling with a toe-curling orgasm.
I cried out into his mouth, trying to pull away. He wouldn’t let me, finishing me up as he nibbled my bottom lip. I melted against him, my knees buckling. He caught me before I bonelessly slid between his spread knees and guided my butt onto his thigh. His hold relaxed and his kiss changed, sweet now. Lingering, like he didn’t want me to leave just yet.