Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
I wished one of the Boto Brothers were still alive, so I could torture him for what he’d done.
Chapter 14
Leslin
Azar
Fatou moaned, “More.”
“No.” I walked over and placed her shivering body in my arms.
“Yes. Fuck me.” Her body vibrated against me.
“Fatou, can you hear me?”
“More.”
“Try to think through this daze.”
“More.”
Carrying her to the nearest wall, I kicked a large hole through it. Splintered wood fell around me. Dust drifted past and stuck to my skin. I could hear the ocean’s waves crashing against the yacht as a breeze blew in through the hole.
“Fuck me.”
“Not while you're like this.” I cloaked us in magic, making sure we would be invisible to human eyes. “I won't violate you too.”
My hands sunk into her soft silky flesh, gently tightening my grip as I flew out of the room and into the cool night air.
“Please, fuck me.” She focused her glowing white eyes on me.
I bit my lip, flying us away from the mainland and letting the Brazilian waters linger below. The aroma of the sea mingled with her honey fragrance. A rumble came in my chest. I stifled it.
I can’t touch her. Not with the leslin corroding her mind.
I concentrated on the flight to keep my mind off her scent, that skin, and those stiff nipples pressing into my chest.
We traveled for hours in the opposite direction, leading into where the planet was still dark and the sun had not come. And still Fatou writhed against me, yearning for more cock and begging desperately to get fucked.
A few times she stuck her tongue out and traced circles along my chest.
I gritted my teeth through the pleasure.
She whispered, “Please.”
I raised us higher into the air.
We flew through the clouds. The stars sparkled above us. Moonlight gleamed along her skin, making it shimmer.
God, she is beautiful.
She moved out of my hold.
“What are you doing?” I did my best to hold onto her.
She changed until she was straddling me.
I growled.
Giggling, she imitated my growling, clung to my arms, and wrapped her legs around me.
“Fatou, don't move too much. I don't want to drop you.”
“Fuck me.” She ground her pussy into me.
“No, stop,” I hissed. My cock stiffened into a throbbing length of hard steel.
“I want more!” She rubbed her naked body against me. “Now!”
My leather pants melted away from my skin as if she had the power to command it. A smoldering desire to take her in the clouds ripped through me. I gritted my teeth and ordered my leather to reappear, shaking my head. It stretched around me, pulling my erect cock back in.
I exhaled and scanned below me searching for land. I had to put Fatou in a secluded area and get away from her for a few seconds before I took advantage of her leslin-induced haze. Every cell in my body screamed for me to fuck her.
My eyes scanned the sea below for an island or the outline of a private beach.
“Give me that big cock, Azar.” Her eyes were half open.
Wait a minute. She said my name.
Fatou slowly stuck her tongue out and licked her lips.
I stopped flying forward and had us hover above the sea.
“More.”
I stared at her. “What did you say?”
“Azar, I want all of you.” She leaned back, giving me an excellent view of her stiff nipples. “Not just your tongue.”
I raised my eyebrows.
Usually when the Boto Brothers drowned females in leslin, the women never knew who or what was fucking them, but Fatou was not a regular human female. She was a powerful Yumboe with vampire and demon blood.
Is Fatou aware of her surroundings?
“What’s your name?” I whispered.
She ground into me. My leather disappeared again.
Damn, you! I am your master, not her.
I commanded the material to return. The pants came back but too slow for my liking.
How in the hell is she able to control it?
She flashed her fangs and smiled. The moonlight hit those beautiful eyes. They beamed at me, filled with raw and abandoned lust.
Well, at least her eyes are no longer white.
Her dreadlocks flowed around her as another breeze blew by.
I whispered again, “What’s your name?”
“Fatou. But you know me as the Hunter.” She laughed and ground those luscious folds into my stomach. “Fuck me, now.”
I swallowed. It took almost all of my energy to keep my leathers on. An aching hunger surged through me.
“Fatou, what happened with the Boto brothers?” I asked as she moved my hands from her waist to her ass.
I bit my lip, tasting blood and wanting to feel her pussy stretch around my cock. Forgetting to concentrate on keeping us in the air, we fell a little. Only a few feet, but enough to shove me back to the present.
“What happened, Fatou?”
“Put that big cock inside of me and I’ll tell you everything.” She flashed a wicked smile.
“Tell me first,” I hissed.