Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
But soon blood rushed to the surface of the erotically abused area, and her pussy became wetter. He continued to spank her over and over again, heating her flesh from the inside out, causing her ass to jiggle with each slap, and grunting out the most deliciously filthy words she had ever heard.
“This will be filled with my cock when you’re ready, Greta.” He teased her anus, pressed his finger gently inside, and then pulled it back out. He did this over and over again, having her lift her ass for more, but not ready to take his large cock back there yet. She was afraid, she could admit that, but Tolcan was patient with her, especially when it was something sexual that she wasn’t comfortable trying.
He rubbed the spot he had been spanking, soothing the pain and mixing it with pleasure. When he pressed his hips forward so she felt the hard length of him settle between her legs she forced herself to keep her eyes open. His cock felt so hot, and she wanted to feel that heat deep inside of her body.
“I’m going to fuck my mate until there is no doubt she belongs to me.” He brushed the strands of her hair off her neck, and exposed the side of her throat … where his brand was. She’d been slightly terrified when he’d first bitten her, marked her with the canines that had descended during sex. But then this warm pleasure consumed her. She knew this male was the one she wanted to stay with, and knowing she had a mark of claiming, made her feel this intense kind of bonding toward him.
“I love seeing my mark on you, love seeing the brand I gave my mate.”
Her heart beat hard and fast. He moved his hand between their bodies, and his knuckles brushed along her sensitive, soaked flesh. He positioned the thick, bulbous head of his erection at the entrance of her body, but didn’t thrust in right away. Instead he held very still, and the only sound Greta could hear was her pulse in her ears and the way he breathed harshly.
“Ask me for it, beg your mate to claim you.”
Greta looked over her shoulder again, saw his light, almost white blue eyes watching her, and heard the rumble as he spoke.
“You know I want you. I’ll always want you.”
With his cockhead nudging at the entrance of her pussy, and his hands on her hips, his claws digging into her flesh, ones she always felt when he took her, she knew this male would always be like this. He’d always inflame her. With one low rumble leaving his throat he pushed his length into her. It wasn’t slow, wasn’t meant to ease his way into her body. It was his ownership coming through, and letting her know nonverbally he was taking what he wanted.
The pain of being stretched by his size was always there, every time they had sex, and she loved it. Her eyes watered, but that discomfort morphed into pleasure with each passing second. The clench of her inner muscles around his dick had a gasp leaving her. Tolcan didn’t thrust, but instead held very still. His balls were pressed right up against her slick flesh, and the sounds that left him were feral. They created this delicious vibration to every one of her erogenous zones.
“Fuck, Greta.” He slid his hand up the center of her back, gripped the nape of her neck, and tightened his hold ever so slightly “I’m going to fuck you so damn hard.” And with that he started pulling out of her, and then pushed back in. He did this continuously at an agonizingly slow pace, one that had her curling her hands into the sheets beneath her and biting her lip until the taste of her blood filled her mouth. Tolcan started pushing into her harder and pulling out of her faster. Soon beads of sweat covered her flesh.
“Oh, God,” she cried out.
“That’s it,” he said to himself. The faster and harder he pumped into her, the higher her orgasm climbed. And when Tolcan moved the hand that wasn’t holding her neck to rub her clit back and forth, she couldn’t hold off the inevitable. She came explosively, and bit her lip even harder. It hurt, but Greta didn’t care because stars flashed in front of her eyes, her head grew hazy, and the ecstasy filled her.
Before her pleasure even waned Tolcan pulled out of her, causing a startled whine at being empty suddenly, to spill from her mouth. He had her flipped around a second later, then had both of her wrists in one of his huge hands, held them above her head, and said in a very deep voice, “Keep them there.” He grabbed the sheet beside her, and in one powerful move tore it until he had a strip long enough he could use it to restrain her hands to the piece of rock that protruded from the mountain wall.