Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22950 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 115(@200wpm)___ 92(@250wpm)___ 77(@300wpm)
Her wide eyes roam over my scars and tattoos. “Maybe a little.”
I grunt. “Only people who have to be scared of me are your enemies. Not you. Never you. Understand me, little girl?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” I reach down and hook my finger in her bathing suit bottoms and yank them down her legs, revealing the kind of wet, little pussy that could launch a thousand-year war. “Goddamn, I’m a lucky son of a bitch.” I take her knees in my hands and hold them open, settling myself between her legs on the couch, the cushions groaning under my considerable weight. “Show me the tits.”
Her flush deepens and I’m worried I’m being too coarse, but she slides the triangles to the side and shows me her pouting red nipples. They sit on top of two plump, beautiful mounds and she doesn’t know it yet, but those pretty babies are going to get her titty fucked on the regular. Probably as soon as I’m done blowing in her pussy.
“You are one gorgeous goddamn princess, aren’t you?”
“You look like the King of Asgard,” she mumbles.
“Yeah?” No idea what she’s talking about, I lean down and get a closer look at the only pussy I ever want to see for the rest of my life. “Is the king supposed to fuck the princess?”
“N-no.”
I tease her slit with the tip of my tongue. “Oh well.” As soon as the taste of her honey hits the back of my throat, it’s like a newer, rawer hunger wakes up inside me. I’m already desperate to get inside her, but now I’m ravenous. And impatient. There’s no way I’ll get my dick inside of her without eating this pussy first—and I ain’t complaining—so I seesaw my tongue between her folds to separate them and groan when I meet her clit for the first time. It’s little and pink and it swells for my mouth like it’s been waiting for me to come treat it right. I curl my tongue around it like a snake and twist, sending her hips bucking up off the couch.
“Oh m-my God.”
“Ezra is your God now, little girl. Call my name or nobody’s.”
Her thighs fall open nice and wide at my commanding tone and lust plows into my bones. Fuck yeah, this sweet thing is my soul mate. She’s been molded and designed just for me. I don’t have to be afraid of scaring her or being too rough. Every signal she’s giving me tells me she isn’t just tolerating it, she loves it. And when her nails score my scalp and she whimpers my name, I’m lost. I growl into my next lick, making her clit my target. The faster I can make her come, the faster I can bury my cock in her delicious cunt. I eat her like she’s my last meal, snarling and licking and using my thumb to tease her clit when I have to pause for breath. Her smell fills my nose, making me an animal.
“Ezra,” she sobs, rolling her hips up to meet my tongue. “I don’t know what’s happening. B-but please keep going.”
Her words confuse me. She doesn’t know what’s happening with her body? No, she must mean she doesn’t know what’s happening between us. This intense connection is catching her off guard, just like it is me. I kiss her belly and the insides of her thighs to soothe her and go back to fucking her with my mouth. She’s drenching my beard she’s so hot to come, and I know it won’t take much to push her past the finish line, so I bear down on her clit with the flat of my tongue and drag it side to side, nice and fast—and I watch her body seize. Her gasp fills the air and her legs kick out, then jerk up toward her shoulders.
“Ezra!”
Hearing her call my name while she’s having an orgasm is too much and I can do nothing but follow instinct. My body pins her down to the couch cushions and I whip out my cock, shoving it into the tight, clenching hole between her thighs, cramming in as many inches as I can while she’s in the throes of pleasure. “Take it, little girl. Take it.”
“Oh…i-is that all of it?” Her nails dig into my shoulders. “Please let that be all of it.”
“That ain’t even half. Open your thighs and let me in.”
Her scream fills the apartment as I thrust hard—and break through a thin barrier. Shock has my movements grinding to a halt, but stopping isn’t easy. In fact, it’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done, keeping still instead of pumping my suffering cock into the snug, wet cunt I’m buried in balls deep. Fuck. It’s the hottest little pussy imaginable—and it belongs to a virgin.
Something primal inside me roars with victory and possessiveness that I’m her first. Fuck yeah I am. No one is ever going to touch this girl. Mine. My princess. My pussy. For keeps. But even as those vows cement themselves inside me, I’m slammed with worry. I’m not built for no virgin. And I’ve been deprived of sex way too long to be gentle, like she needs. Even now, my hips are starting to piston, unable to help it. How can I stop when she’s the best thing I’ve ever felt, seen, touched? My breath races in and out in her neck, my hands gripping her wrists to hold her down, claim her. Fuck her.