Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
But Mistress Shin’dara seemed unfazed by the insult.
“Of course I am,” she said coolly. “Now get on with the fucking.”
“But he’s not ready!” Lucy protested.
“I don’t want him to be ready!” the Twainer snapped back. “Fuck him now or you lose any chance of getting the dimriel!”
“But—” Lucy began.
“Do it.” T’zaren’s voice sounded hoarse in his own ears.
“What?” she protested. “But, T’zaren—”
“Take me, my S’rentha,” he told her. Spreading his legs wider, he pressed back against her, feeling the cool golden rod against his ass again. “Do it—I’m ready to submit to you completely.” The words wanted to stick in his throat but he forced them out anyway. Gods, he couldn’t believe he was doing this and yet it was their only option!
“Well…all right,” Lucy murmured. “Hold on, baby—I’m afraid this is going to be tight.”
And then her soft fingers were withdrawn and then he felt the blunt end of the shaft sliding inside him.
FORTY-FIVE
T’ZAREN
Don’t clench up! Don’t clench up! She’s your S’rentha—just submit. Submit and be open, T’zaren told himself over and over as the golden cock nudged its way inside him. He had never felt stretched like this—never felt so opened. But the whole time she was penetrating him, Lucille was stroking his back and shoulders and giving him soft words of encouragement.
“I know it’s not easy, baby,” she murmured soothingly as she slid the long shaft deeper and deeper inside him. “I know it. But you’re doing so well. Just stay open and let me get it inside you. Open up and let me get all the way in…”
It seemed to go on forever but at last T’zaren took a deep, trembling breath when he felt her hips flush with his ass, and knew the massive golden shaft was fully inside him.
“There you are—I’m in you now. All the way inside,” Lucille told him. “How does it feel, baby? How do you like it, having me all the way inside you like this?”
“Gods, my S’rentha, I don’t…don’t know.” He worked his hips carefully, feeling the thick shaft moving inside him. Gods, the thing was so fucking huge and yet it felt good in a way, to be so opened. He wondered if this was how females felt when they opened themselves to a male’s cock. If so, they had all gone up in his estimation—this wasn’t easy!
“Are you ready for me to fuck you?” Lucille asked him. “I don’t want to rush you but I have an idea that bitch is going to demand I do it in a minute anyway.”
“Yes.” T’zaren widened his stance even more and clenched his hands, manacled above his head, into fists. “Yes, fuck me, my S’rentha,” he said hoarsely. “Do what you have to do.”
“Slow at first,” Lucille promised and he felt the long, thick shaft being pulled slowly out of him. As it went, the bulging head bumped over something inside him—some spot that sent an intense jolt of pleasure through his entire body.
“Gods!” T’zaren groaned and Lucille stopped at once.
“Did I hurt you?”
“No—it felt fucking good,” T’zaren told her. “I’m not sure—it hit a spot inside me. I didn’t know males had a spot inside like females do,” he added.
“Maybe I should do it some more, then.” She gripped his hips and T’zaren felt her tense before she thrust back in again. And again the head of the shaft rubbed over that spot inside him, making him groan out loud.
“More, my S’rentha,” he gasped. “Oh Gods—again!”
Lucille seemed happy to oblige him and the thick cock fucked into him, stretching him on its girth and bumping the special spot over and over as she thrust inside him.
T’zaren could hear her soft little gasps of pleasure as well and he remembered the vibrating function the shaft had. It made him even hotter when he realized she was getting as much pleasure out of fucking him as he was from being fucked.
Because it was a pleasure now—an almost overwhelming one. Both his shafts were standing at attention and his balls felt heavy with need. T’zaren could feel himself leaking both precum and warming cream in abundance as he opened his thighs wider to take the golden shaft over and over.
Now he understood why the Unbreakable Vow was considered so sacred—nothing else could give this level of pleasure because no other act left a male so open…so vulnerable to his S’rentha. Nothing else but bonding could bring this level of pleasure and intimacy.
“Harder!” he heard himself begging hoarsely. “Gods, my S’rentha—fuck me deeper—use me harder. I’m so fucking close!”
“Then let’s…come together,” he heard Lucille pant. Her hands came around the front of his body and he felt her wrap her soft fingers around both of his shafts. And then she began to pump in time with the rhythm of her thrusts.
T’zaren threw back his head and groaned.