Series: Zandian Brides Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 290(@200wpm)___ 232(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
“You were told to wait for your pleasure,” I murmur, stroking her hair. Her eyes are wide and luminous, and she licks her lips as she looks at my cock. Veck, I think she knows what I want, and she even seems to like the idea.
“So now you’re going to be forced to wait. Three times, Sia. You’re going to give me pleasure thrice before you get to come once. First time will be with your mouth.”
“But I don’t know how…” she trails off, her gaze nervous as she looks at my size. Truth, I’m large, even for a Zandian.
“You’ll learn.” I tap her cheek softly. Her mouth is going to be so tight on my cock, I can barely wait to feel it. “Second time will be on your tits, and third time in your ass.”
“Wait.” Her eyes widen. “You’re going to… three times? Before I can?”
She appears dismayed, which amuses me. Is she really so infatuated with orgasming now? I love it.
“But…Daven, I don’t think I can wait that long. How long will it be?” She swallows. “I already need to, like, right now.”
I laugh. “Not sure, Sia. Maybe you should have thought of that before you let those hands stray this planet rotation. I pick up one of her slim hands, so delicate, and kiss the fingertips. Suck her index finger. “And if I recall, the other planet rotation, you seemed very eager to return the favor after I licked your pussy and sent you into a screaming orgasm. Now’s your chance.”
She gasps, and I smell her pussy react. She’s so responsive. Good. I want her turned on the entire time she serves me–after all, any sexual punishments must be as much sexual as disciplinary.
“We Zandians recharge quickly,” I tell her, thinking to reassure her at least a little bit. “But I’m not going to make it easy for you.” I raise a brow. “After all, you were patently disobedient.”
“What if I…” she tilts her head “If I…” Her nipples are taut, her thighs tense.
“If you come before I allow it?” I shake my head. “Then we start over on my count. Trust me, you’re going to want to hold out, sweetling.”
Sia
“Go on.” Daven’s brown-purple eyes have turned violet, and the horns on his head stand stiff and thick, much like his cock.
I reach for his malehood, but he gives a small shake of his head. “No hands. Just your mouth.”
“Yes, Master.”
I lean forward, tentatively, moistening my lips before I part them.
The head of Daven’s cock glistens with an iridescent, rainbow essence, and I flick my tongue out to sample it. I gasp at the taste. Salty and sweet. It somehow affects my body, making me almost light-headed.
His stiff malehood twitches, lurching up in the direction of his head, forcing me to chase it with my mouth. I catch the head between my lips, and it surges forward, dipping fully into my mouth.
I swirl my tongue around the rim, tracing the contours. His cock is thick–almost too wide to fit comfortably in my mouth, but I open my jaw to take him in, sliding it as far as I can.
“More,” he commands, when I draw back.
I lift my gaze to his. His tone was sharp, but he caresses the side of my head with his hand, so I know he’s not angry.
I try to take him deeper, bottoming out at the back of my throat. My gag reflex makes my stomach lurch, and I pull back. I go right back down, though, trying again to take him deep into my throat, wanting to please him. To earn his approval and my own release from his skillful hands.
“That’s it, sweetling. Let me feel your tongue,” he coaxes.
Warmed by his praise, I use my tongue on the underside of his cock as I take him as far back as I can.
“Now lick around the head.”
I obey, taking my time licking all around the head of his cock, sucking gently, flicking my tongue over the weeping slit.
“Suck my balls.”
I eye the heavy sac beneath his engorged cock. It’s glorious. The purple skin is thicker there and ridged. I duck my head to place my mouth over one portion of his balls and suction my lips there to draw one of his balls into my mouth.
He groans.
I continue gently, sucking the ball in and releasing it, then licking all around. I treat the other ball to the same, then lick a long line from the base of his balls to the tip of his cock.
“Good girl.”
His praise falls around my head and shoulders like warm sparkles, making me warm and glowy. I lick all over his malehood as if I’m painting it with love. I lick lightly and quick. And long and firm. I blow and lick from balls to cock and back again, making sure every inch of him feels adored.