Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 79587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79587 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
“But why?” Madeline asked, still stroking him with both hands. “Why is, er, knotting necessary? Why does a male need to fill his, er, female with his Mating Fist?”
“So he can breed her long and deep—fill her with his seed and bond her to him,” Grath growled. “Gods, baby—your hands feel so fucking good on me!”
“Oh? Then what about my mouth?”
And with a naughty little smile, she leaned down and licked the head of his cock as though it was a fucking ice cream cone.
“Mmm!” her eyes flew wide and she lapped him again, licking away the precum that was leaking from the slit at his shaft head. “You taste like salted caramel!”
“Is that a good thing?” Grath asked hoarsely. Gods, she was driving him crazy.
“A very good thing,” Madeline assured him. “Hmm…I’ve always wondered how big you really were down here, you know,” she admitted, licking him again. “Even back when you were being so grouchy, I couldn’t help thinking all the stories I’ve heard about how Kindred warriors are hung like horses.”
“Hmmm…” Grath rumbled, giving her half a grin. “Are you telling me you were having naughty thoughts about me, little girl? Dirty little fantasies—even when we weren’t getting along?”
Madeline bit her lip and looked up at him from under her lashes.
“Maybe,” she admitted. “I mean, I must have or I wouldn’t have had that dream about you the other night.” And holding his eyes with her own, she deliberately sucked the entire head of his cock into her soft, hot mouth.
“God, baby—that feels so fucking good!” Grath groaned. Reaching out a hand, he stroked her long, silky hair. He loved the picture she made, kneeling between his thighs and sucking him with her nightdress still pushed up to show her pussy.
“Mmm-mmm,” was her only response, but then, she did have her mouth full. She was stroking his cock with both hands now but she seemed to think that wasn’t enough because the next thing Grath knew, she had pulled down the stretchy top of her nightdress and was putting his throbbing length right between her full breasts.
“Oh, Goddess!” he gasped hoarsely. Fuck, he loved her full tits! How did she know this particular act would turn him on so damn much?
“Hmm…I think this is better,” she said, giving him a flirtatious little smile. “You’re so big, it’s hard to cover everything with just my hands. But I thought this might make a nice substitute.”
“Love your breasts, baby,” Grath told her. “I haven’t been able to stop looking at them from the minute we met. But I’m afraid if you keep rubbing like that, I’m going to fucking come.”
“I want you to,” Madeline informed him. Leaning down, she lapped the broad head of his cock which was sticking out from between her soft breasts. “And if your cum tastes as good as your precum does, I might even want to swallow it.”
“Goddess…you don’t have to do that. I tend to come a fucking lot little girl,” Grath warned her. But he couldn’t stop himself from making short, hot thrusts between her full mounds. The soft, satiny skin felt so good on his shaft and the need to fuck was almost unbearable.
“In that case you can shoot some on my breasts and some in my mouth,” Madeline purred. “Come on, Grath—let me see you shoot!”
By this time it felt like he’d been holding back forever. Tasting her had made him hard as a rock and finger-fucking her soft little pussy afterwards had made him even harder. Now the feeling of Madeline’s sweet tits surrounding his shaft and the naughty glint in her big brown eyes as she urged him to come suddenly felt like too much—too fucking much!
“Gods, baby—can’t help it!” he groaned. “Can’t stop myself when you talk like that!”
And with another low groan, he began to shoot.
Madeline caught the first few shots in her mouth and hummed in appreciation. Grath heard her say something about “Salted caramel milkshake” and then she was letting him shoot on her chest and cover her breasts in his cum as well.
The sight was so hot he could feel every part of his shaft—from his Mating Fist at the root all the way up to the tip—throbbing with pleasure and desire. Gods, she was a beautiful female! With her soft, full curvy body and her hot, wet mouth, and her beautiful face as she urged him to come…
She’s mine, he thought as he finished coming at last. Mine and I’m never fucking letting her go!
And the possessive feeling persisted, even though he knew he could never really have her.
TWENTY-NINE
MATTIE
Mattie didn’t know what came over her. She’d never been sexually aggressive before—she’d always been worried about what a man might think of her if she got “naughty.” But with Grath she felt safe—able to explore her desires and be more open to trying new things.