Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 12261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 61(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12261 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 61(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
6
Ezra
I have no problem promising her all of those things and more because I know that she’s not going to want to leave as soon as the mating is done.
She wiggles in my grasp, and I let her sit up, so she is straddling me. Blinking, she peers around, but I know she can’t see anything. It’s too dark for her eyes in here. She feels around for the hem of the shirt she is wearing. When she finds it, she pulls it up and over her body.
For the second time today, I’m graced with the sight of her glorious breasts. I want to rub my face in them, suck on the pink nipple, and massage them in my palm, but I also don’t want to take her virginity in this smelly old basement.
“I want to take you back upstairs to my bed. Your first time isn’t going to be in this cold, dark basement. It’s going to be in my bed, our bed. However, you have to promise not to run from me again. It drives me insane when you try to get away.”
“Okay.” She nods.
I didn’t expect her to take that so well, but she’s under the impression that tomorrow she will want to walk out of this mansion and carry on with her life. I know it’s wrong to deceive her in such a way, but she will understand once the matting is complete.
I get up, and she wraps her arms and legs around me like a monkey. One hand grabs onto her ass, holding her to me as I use my other to disengage the latch at the top of the door. As if she is weightless, I carry her up to the bedroom, taking two steps at a time. She clings to me, her face buried in the crook of my neck, and I wonder if she is starting to feel the mating bond. If she can sense me the way, I sense her.
Back in the bedroom, I place her on the mattress. Her hands move to cover her breasts and pussy, almost shyly, but I shake my head and pull her hands away.
“I’ve waited so long for you, don’t deprive me of looking at you now.”
“No one’s ever seen me naked,” she confesses, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. With her blonde curls spread out across the pillow, she looks as if she has a halo above her head. So fucking beautiful and perfect. I’ve waited for her for an eternity, and I would do it all over again.
“Good, this is only for my eyes anyway. If someone had touched you before me, his days would be numbered.” The thought alone has anger simmering deep inside of me. That anger is only soothed by the sight in front of me.
She is here, finally. Sprawled out in my bed, offering her body to me.
“Why are you looking at me like you’re about to eat me?” Summer questions.
“Actually, that’s not a bad idea. Spread those legs for me, so I can eat your pussy until you’re a quivering wet mess beneath my lips.”
“W-what?” Her blue eyes go wide as I grab one of her knees. Parting her legs, I move between her thighs, my massive shoulders spreading her even wider. Slowly, I lower my head. Her arousal is potent, her scent overwhelming, and all I can do is bring my lips to her pussy and lose myself in her.
Fuck… I run my tongue through her folds, only to realize that she tastes even better than she smells—like honey and nectar. I’m never going to get enough of her. One taste and my mind is buzzing with ways to keep her inside this room for the rest of eternity.
“Oh…” She gasps and starts to move her hips, grinding her pussy against my face.
My fingers dig into her skin, pulling her thighs further apart to give me better access. I lick, suck, and nibble on her clit. Each action, driving her more insane until I can feel her little clit throb, begging for release.
I flatten my tongue on her clit and snake my hand between her legs. With my tongue working her clit, I dip my finger into her tight hole, and that’s the deciding factor that drives her over the edge. She comes with a loud moan, her sweet juices gush onto my tongue, and I lick up every last drop. When her swollen clit stops pulsing, I sit up and look up at her face.
A lazy smile has formed on her lips. She looks at me through hooded eyes, and if I had to describe her in one word right now, it would be sated.
“Wow,” she whispers.
“Yes, wow. You taste so fucking good. I want to eat you every morning for breakfast and every night for dinner… Maybe as a late-night snack as well. I could die between your legs.”