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)
Solon groaned with lust and spread her lips with his tongue. She was already so wet he could taste her honey immediately. He lapped over her open folds, gathering more of it hungrily before sucking the throbbing little button of her clit into his mouth and swirling the tip of his tongue around and around.
Abbey cried out and reached down to grip his horns in her soft little hands. She was surprisingly strong as she held on tight and ground herself against him, shamelessly riding his face and mouth as she moaned his name with pleasure.
Solon tightened his grip on her full hips, his cock surging helplessly as he lapped and sucked her sweet, open pussy. There was nothing better than having his female surrounding him so thoroughly, rubbing against him wantonly as he licked her sweet pussy and drank her juices! Gods, he wanted her—wanted to make her come and then Bond her to him completely!
You can’t do that—remember the Laws of the Claiming Period! whispered a little voice in his head. Solon knew it was right, but he didn’t want to acknowledge it. He just wanted to keep tasting the female he loved over and over, feeling her tug on his horns and pull his mane and moan his name as she took her pleasure with him and rubbed against his tongue.
“Solon…Solon! God, I’m close—I’m so close!” she moaned, riding him even harder.
Solon growled with lust and continued sucking and licking her clit greedily. He could feel her pleasure building through their intimate skin-to-skin connection but he was determined to hold himself back. He wouldn’t come—it was the least he could do since he was already breaking the Laws of the Claiming Period.
At last Abbey moaned her release, her hips bucking helplessly as she rubbed against him. Solon felt her pleasure rush through him but somehow he held back, though his cock was throbbing with need and unspent desire.
“Gods, sweetheart!” he gasped at last, when Abbey pulled away. “Your honey tastes so sweet. Did you get what you needed?”
“Some of it—but not all.”
To his surprise, Abbey began feeling her way down his supine body. When her small, soft hand closed around his shaft, Solon groaned.
“Careful, lelka! I’m right on the edge.”
“Good, because I’m going to push you over!”
And she swung her knee over his hips. Before he knew it, she was once again astride him—though this time her soft pussy was hovering over his shaft instead of his mouth.
“Abbey, we can’t do this—I can’t Bond you to me!” he protested.
“Don’t start that again,” she said fiercely. “Maybe I’ve decided that I’m going to Bond you to me. Did you ever think of that?”
“But you can’t—” Solon began…but his words ended in a low groan as she fitted the broad head of his shaft to the mouth of her pussy and proceeded to sit down on him, taking him inside her.
“Oh, God…you’re so big. This feels amazing,” Abbey moaned as she lowered herself down.
Solon felt helpless to stop her as he watched her soft pussy open to take him in. Gods, she was taking him so deep—her inner walls were so tight and wet and warm—like velvet around his aching shaft.
“Abbey, sweetheart,” he groaned hoarsely. “Don’t…don’t hurt yourself!”
“I’m fine,” she assured him. “It’s a tight fit, but we can…can make it work. Oh!” Her last word was an exclamation of surprised pleasure as she reached the part of his shaft that was covered in pleasure spines. “Oh my God, they’re stinging my clit!” she moaned, rolling her hips to rub against the spines which were doubtless injecting her with his pleasure venom. “God, yes—Solon, fuck me!”
He couldn’t have disobeyed even if he’d wanted to—and he didn’t want to. Despite the fact that they were breaking the rules, Solon found he didn’t care anymore. He had to have her—had to fuck her and fill her and make her his forever!
He rolled his hips upwards, thrusting deep in her soft little pussy as Abbey cried out his name again. Gods, he loved to hear her moaning like that—begging him to take her, to give her what she needed so desperately! Because it was what he needed too—what he’d been needing for weeks now. He needed to be one with his female, to Bond her to him and never let her go.
Abbey rode his shaft with even more enthusiasm than she’d ridden his face. She bucked her hips and leaned back to brace her hands on his thighs, her breasts bouncing with every thrust of his shaft inside her. Solon was amazed at her wanton display of desire as she took her pleasure with him.
To him, she was a virgin, since the only other time she’d had full-on sex had been an attack. But it was clear she wasn’t thinking of the past—only the future. He didn’t feel any fear or doubt coming from her—only determination and pleasure and need.