Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
“Please,” she said.
“Come for me,” he said, growling the words against her flesh. He took her clit into his mouth, using his teeth, not to cause any pain, but to heighten her senses. He wanted her completely wild, to be on cloud nine, unable to think of anything but him and the pleasure.
Not on the sofa. The thought ran through his mind and he stopped licking her pussy. Agatha protested, and he lifted her up into his arms, to which she seemed to freeze. Again, he didn’t mind, he carried her to the bedroom and didn’t waste any time. He placed her on the bed, and then was back between her thighs with the same instruction for her to come. He wanted her orgasm on his face, he wanted to drink her up.
“Boyan!” She screamed his name.
His command brought forth her second orgasm and as it did, he lapped it up, loving the taste of her. He held onto her hips, keeping her in place, as he worked every last piece of her orgasm out of her body until she couldn’t stand it any longer. Boyan stopped and kissed his way up her body, tracing his tongue toward her nipples. He circled the buds, going from one nipple to the next, then he reached between them, gripping his cock. He was so hard and Agatha was so wet.
Tracing his cock through her slit, he bumped her clit, seeing the pleasure was still very fresh. He did this for several thrusts, before he moved down toward her entrance, and then, without waiting, he slammed balls-deep inside her. He tore through the small flesh of her virginity, staking his claim on her, and loving it even as he hated her sharp scream of pain. The last thing he wanted to do was cause her pain.
Gritting his teeth, he tried to control his anger at himself. The wolf inside him, at her scream, retreated.
Fucking coward.
He wrapped his arms around her, keeping himself perfectly still in the tightness of her cunt, not daring to move for fear of hurting her. She was his whole fucking world.
“Boyan?” she asked.
“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you.” He kissed the top of her head, then her cheeks, each one in turn, before going for her lips.
He was so angry for causing her pain. He kept his cock inside her.
Boyan was surprised by how hard he still was. Her cunt was incredibly tight. Closing his eyes, he waited, concentrating his attention on Agatha, waiting for the pain to subside or at the very least lessen. He didn’t have to wait long.
Agatha moved first. Her hips, tentatively, and then a little more, drawing her hips back, and working her pussy over his dick. He didn’t dare move for fear of hurting her again.
“Boyan, please?”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said.
“You’re not. Please, I want this. I need this.”
Boyan lifted and stared down at her. With his cock still deep inside her, he pressed her to the bed, keeping her legs wide open, making it impossible for her to move.
“I’ll be the judge of that,” he said.
Taking hold of her hands, he pressed them either side of her head, and then began to slowly pull out of her pussy, watching her eyes. He noticed they had a sharp bolt of amber at the very edges. Was that her wolf? Would Agatha have traits but not be able to turn into a wolf?
There were so many questions and then a slice of fear ran down his spine. What if he awakened her wolf? He slowed down his thrusts and Agatha groaned.
“Boyan?”
Her pussy tightened around him and he growled, low and deep in his throat. His wolf hadn’t come back. The furry bastard was more than likely licking his wounds in the recesses of his mind. The pleasure was intense.
He wanted to take it slow, to not risk bringing forth her wolf, but holding back was not going to work. Tightening his hold on Agatha, he held her to the bed and started to fuck her, in long, deep strokes, driving in and out of her. His name falling from her lips in a pleasured moan was the best kind of music he could hear.
Boyan felt the start of his orgasm as it tingled his balls, working up, and he slammed deep and hard inside her, feeling his release as it spilled from his cock into her waiting body. Of course, his wolf was more than happy now, but Boyan held the control. Like always.
Keeping his cock inside her, he moved lower on the bed, and kissed her hard, wrapping his arms around her as he did so. He didn’t want to let her go. The thought struck him quickly. This with Agatha wasn’t a quick fuck. It wasn’t about sharing a single moon together. His grip tightened around her, and he opened his eyes, staring past her shoulder, and trying to figure out how he was going to keep this human woman all to himself. It was impossible.