Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 97229 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 97229 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 486(@200wpm)___ 389(@250wpm)___ 324(@300wpm)
But he shook his head no and looked at the window.
“Now isn’t the time to be fucking you until you’re screaming on the rug. The sun’s about to rise.”
“Oh dear, is it bedtime, then?” I asked, teasing.
“You already know the answer to that.”
I slid a hand between us, grabbed his hard-on through his pants.
His hand grabbed mine.
“If you want to earn your reward, little one, you’d better get your sweet little ass upstairs and spread yourself wide. I’m sure we’ll be at it all day long.”
There was a lightness to my feet when I turned tail and raced away from him with a laugh. It wasn’t just me bounding up the stairs. It was Mary, too. She’d have been as adventurous as me.
She deserved it a hell of a lot more than I did. The poor girl had been waiting centuries. When I heard the force of Hans’ steps pounding after me, there was no doubt about it.
All those years of waiting would be very, very worth it indeed.
Chapter Twenty-six
Hans caught me from behind in the bedroom doorway and scooped me up in his arms. I squealed like a naughty little girl, loving the game as he carried me across the room and threw me down onto the bed.
I watched the gorgeous creature as he walked back to the huge, heavy door, admiring him as he bolted us in.
“Get ready for me,” he said, then shot me a sly smile as he bolted up the windows to follow.
I did as I was told, tugging off my dress and panties as quickly as I could. I fell back on the mattress and spread my legs as wide as they could go, hitched up high so he could see how wet my pussy was. He was looking at me as I ran my fingers over my bruised bites on my tits, loving how tender his teeth marks were.
Now I’d truly seen the depths beneath the trapdoor and recognised myself hanging proudly on Hans’ study wall, I was a different girl. So much more confident in my own skin.
It made my heart soar that such a beautiful man as Hans had been waiting for me for centuries. It was pure bliss to have the incredible man I’d missed out on in my last incarnation. I’d never let that happen again.
I’d have circled my clit myself if Hans would let me, and I’d have come in a heartbeat. There was no way I’d be able to hold it back.
I moaned for him as he joined me on the bed and I caught my breath at the touch of his hand on my thigh, his eyes burning my pussy as he stared at me.
“It’s going to hurt so much,” he told me. “You’re still bloody from the club earlier.”
I clenched my sore pussy. “I know, but I can take it.”
He leant over me, face to face.
“I suspect there’s more to it than taking it, little one. I think you want my cock to stretch you open so wide you’re screaming.”
He was right on that. My body responded by arching for him.
His fangs were incredible when he smiled.
“Just imagine how much it’s going to hurt when I take your ass for the first time.”
The thought of him thrusting his cock into my virgin ass made me shiver.
“Are you going to do it tonight? Is that how you’re going to make me take it? While I’m still hurting, raw?”
“You’ll have to wait and see.”
I loved the way he made me feel so powerless to his will. On one hand I was his perfect princess, seated high on a glorious throne, and on the other I was a little slut, craving his body in any way he was willing to give it to me. I’d have begged him however he wanted me to. I’d have dropped onto my knees in front of him and kissed his feet just to feel his touch on my skin, but I didn’t need to.
His mouth was as hungry as mine when he claimed my tongue with his. I knew what was coming by now and lifted my arms above my head for him, loving the way his grip took hold of my wrists.
I was his perfect princess and his horny little girl, both at once.
He didn’t move quickly, even though my whole body was crying out for him. I was bucking against nothing but air, muscles clenching with need, but he didn’t give me anything but deep, hot kisses. Not even a nip on my lip to make me bleed.
I squirmed and I bucked, and I moaned against his mouth, but it didn’t make any difference. He kept me hanging until I was lost to the need, my pussy in a frenzy when he finally kissed his way down my neck.
I smiled at the ceiling and braced myself when I felt his breath against my nipple. My wounds were burning, and they made it feel even better. Nervous tingles were like heaven on my skin.