Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 26981 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26981 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
She’d stopped tugging against the ropes around her wrists and ankles, and I doubted that she even realized that she was making those sexy little noises or that she was now pushing her bush into my mouth. Begging me without words to eat her out.
I would’ve been happy to leave my tongue buried in the sweet pussy beneath me, but my cock had other ideas. My poor bone was about to break in half if I didn’t slide it back into her wet honeypot.
I brought her to the edge again and just as she was in the middle of another intense orgasm, slid up her body, covered her mouth with mine, and slid my cock home, going deep until I bottomed out.
I needed to get into her womb, where my seed would stand a better chance. That, along with the fertility drugs I planned to insert in her ass everyday until I bred her were my guarantee that this will work fast.
She didn’t have any medical issues that would prohibit her from carrying my child, there was nothing standing in the way. And I was sure my seed was strong enough to do the job.
“We’re going to make such beautiful babies Angel.” I pulled her head back and kissed her as I thrust my cock into her harder and harder, preparing her tight little pussy for what I knew was coming.
Melanie
His words scared and aroused me at the same time. Each time I tried to hold onto a thought, to find the one thing that would awaken me from this madness that had taken over my body, he’d say or do something to drag me back into the lust filled haze that clouded my mind.
I had no recourse against the onslaught. I’ve listened to my girlfriends talk over the years and not once had I ever heard of anything like this.
Instead of the selfish, oafish hurried actions of the boys they’d complained about, this mountain man took his time. He used his tongue inside my sex like he really thought there was something in there for him to feast on, and now he was moving inside me like I was his greatest pleasure.
‘This may hurt a little Angel. I have to get into your womb now. Forgive me.” What was he talking about? I started to freak out wondering if he meant to slice me open. But then he grabbed my hips between his large callused hands, pulled almost all the way out of me before slamming back in…hard.
My mouth opened but no sound came. The pain was like nothing I’d ever known, not even when he’d breached me the first time. But right on its heels was a pleasure so intense I couldn’t describe it.
He eased out of that place and I felt sweet relief only to be taken up in the maelstrom again when he surged back in.
He lifted my ass in his hands and pushed himself in and out of me being careful not to hurt me. “That’s it Angel don’t that feel good?” He didn’t wait for an answer, but his finger came down to pleasure my clit. I bit into my lip to hold the screams of pleasure inside.
I didn’t know what to do. This was wrong, wasn’t it? Shouldn’t I hate this, hate him? But why was he able to make my body feel this way? How could I enjoy what he was doing to me? I felt new tears prick my eyes even as my body, still under his complete control, opened to accept him.
“Don’t cry love, it’s going to be okay.” He licked the tears from my eyes as he moved inside me. “I’m going to remove your bonds now, you’ll be more comfortable.” He stopped long enough to remove the ropes from my arms and legs
“Better?” He kissed me like we were lovers, and when I tried pulling away he nipped my lip until I stopped fighting him. “Don’t fight me Melanie, I don’t want to tie you up again.”
How could his words strike such fear when his body offered only pleasure? If he was rough with me, maybe then I could get my body to act the way it should.
With that thought in mind, I started to fight him. Ignoring the feelings between my thighs, the pleasure he gave me, I scraped my nails down his back and bucked my hips in an effort to throw him off. He was lodged so deep inside me I was wasting my time. I screamed abuse at him, called him every vile name I could think of
He stopped with a stunned look on his face. I braced myself and waited for the blow but instead he grabbed both my hands in his and held them above my head as he marked my neck with his teeth. I felt it in my womb, the sweet pull, and in one last ditch effort to save myself, tried using my freed legs to hurt him.