Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
“Well…” Solon supposed there couldn’t be much harm in just rubbing against each other. “All right, but after that I have to take a shower,” he told her.
“Okay, just hurry up and get naked!” she commanded. She was already pulling at the sash that held her green wrap-dress closed and baring her beautiful body for him. She stripped off her bra as well but when she started to remove her panties, Solon stopped her.
“No, lelka—leave those on,” he said sternly. “There must be some barrier between us.”
Like many Monstrum, he didn’t wear underbriefs. Since he was already covered in fur, another layer under his regular clothing would have been intolerable. Still, it meant his naked shaft was on display when he took off his uniform shirt and pushed down his trousers for her.
Abbey didn’t seem to mind.
“Mmm!” she purred, rubbing her mostly naked body against his. “Oh my God, I feel like I can’t get close enough to you! Let’s lay down on the bed and just hold each other.”
Solon didn’t think that would be a problem as long as she still had her panties on. Besides, he loved the feeling of her soft, smooth skin rubbing against his fur. He pulled her onto the bed beside him and Abbey snuggled close to his side, nuzzling her face against his chest to breathe in his scent and pressing her bare breasts against his body.
But this didn’t satisfy her for long. A moment later, she climbed on top of him, throwing a leg over his hips so she could sit astride him. Then she draped herself over him like a living blanket.
Solon tried not to groan as her big breasts and tight nipples rubbed against his chest. Down below, he could feel the soft, wet heat of her pussy gliding against his shaft as well. He thought again that it was a good thing she had panties on—it would be far too easy to slip inside her if there had been nothing to serve as a barrier between them.
Abbey had her head on his shoulder and she was grinding against him and making little cries of pleasure. The sensations and emotions he could feel from her almost felt like mini-orgasms.
Solon wrapped his arms around her, loving the feeling of her soft body on his. He could feel her desire as she rubbed her panty-clad pussy against his aching shaft. Gods, her soft, curvy body felt amazing against his! And her hot little pussy was so wet.
He frowned. Wait a minute, would she really feel that wet if her panties were still in place? Yes, the material they were made of was thin but still… He frowned and thrust experimentally against her and Abbey moaned as another mini-orgasm rushed through her, sending pleasurable tingles through Solon as well.
“Oh my God, so good—feels so good!” she gasped, writhing against him. “Do it again—sting me again!”
“Sting you?” Solon asked, frowning. “What do you mean?”
Abbey didn’t answer—she just kept rubbing and shuddering as spikes of pleasure rushed through her. Solon could feel them since they had so much skin-to-skin contact—he almost felt close to coming himself. But he knew they couldn’t go on like this forever. He needed to take a shower and wash off the amplified Bonding Scent. Who knew what Abbey might feel about how she’d been reacting to it once she came back to her right mind? Reluctantly, he decided it was time they ended their intimate embrace.
Abbey was clinging to him tightly, but he managed to roll them over on their sides and then disentangle their limbs.
“Wait! Where are you going?” she moaned as Solon pulled away.
“I have to take a shower and wash off this scent,” he said firmly. “If I don’t, we might both regret it. Besides, lelka, the Chancellor will be coming back for us soon—we have to get ready for the banquet.”
“He said we had at least a couple of hours!” Abbey protested. “I wasn’t done yet!”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart but that’s too bad. I have to take a shower now.”
“Then let me take one with you!” Abbey exclaimed. Solon thought with some amusement that lust made her quite demanding. She sat up on the side of the bed and held out her arms to him. “Come on—I’m sure there’s room for two.”
“How can I say no to such a request? Of course you can shower with me,” Solon told her. He swung her into his arms and carried her through the large bed chamber and into an equally large and luxurious fresher.
There was a deep marble tub but also a shower stall enclosed in pink, frosted glass which had flat, broad spraying heads imbedded all over the ceiling. To Solon’s surprise, it spoke to him when he came near it.
“Welcome to your self washing and drying shower unit,” it said in the same soft, asexual voice that all the doors used. “Please step inside and verbally specify what water temperature you wish to begin your cleansing experience.”