Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 47626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47626 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
“Lar, it looks so beautiful.” My breath stills and my heart begins to beat in a steady rhythm for the first time. The fact that she created a name for me that now only she can use literally sucks the air from my lungs. I prowl towards her, my nostrils flaring, utterly destroyed and undone at the same time.
“Say it again,” I command as I stand in front of her and slide my finger under the strap of the dress she changed into while she was packing. Leaning, I kiss her shoulder moving up to her neck, once again my tongue snaking out following the trail.
“W-what? Say what again?” she barely utters. I slide the other strap down and whisper in her ear.
“The name you called me, Piccola. Say it again.” My ears ache to hear the name of safety and trust leave her mouth again in the form of a name she has chosen. I can hear the ache in her gasp and moan when the dress falls and gets stuck on her plump tits. Stepping back, I look at her just like this, memorizing the last moment she is going to be innocent before she is made my woman. My wife. My toy. Mine. “Man, you’re beautiful. Say it again, Satine. Say it so I can put us both out of our misery.” She licks her lips and looks at me from underneath her lashes.
“Lar. Lar, my hero. My protector. My husband.” My eyes never leave hers through that serenade of words from her lips, but now, now I am focused on the picture of virtue before me and how I would like to sully it. Change it and mash it up until she is reborn, remade and remastered into a woman. My woman. My possession that is no longer afraid, but strong. No longer in pain but instead empowered. And no longer innocent, but is instead a cum slut, a toy, a cave for my cock to live breathe in, and breed in.
“Fuck,” I let out, wiping my hands down my face when her dress but stops on the peak of her nipples as she falls to her knees. She is trying to unbuckle my belt, but I halt her with my hands. The visions going through my mind are making cock even harder. Hell the fucker is already inching up trying to unattach my belt. “Do you have any idea what I want to do to you, Piccola?”
“No. Tell me,” she says, licking her lips.
“Things I shouldn’t want to do with a pure angel like you, but it is too late. You said your vows to me and now I own you. I accentuate my point by slapping each one of her tits over and over, salivating when they bounces, and her dress falls all the way off. When she moans my cock begins to throb looking at the red skin from my hand. “You are a goddess, Satine. Pure divinity and light.” I move closer and lightly brush my fingers on the side of her cheek. “You are kindness and innocence. Love and patience.” Moving closer, I lift her up and my fingers slide through the band of her see through panties. I clock her fast breaths and the number of times she licks her lips. I can feel the rapidly beating heart inside of her, anticipating what I am going to do next. Slowly, I lean and put my mouth to hers, sliding my tongue inside of it, tasting her sweet wet licks. Then, when her hands come up around my neck, something in me snaps.
My hands, which were on her waist, move up and grip her hair pulling it back, angling it with brute force only a woman meant for me would be able to take. I am sure she is going to try to escape me, but instead she moves further into me, her legs trying to move around my waist. I pull back and once again look into her eyes needing to make sure she really wants this.
“Lar, why have you stopped?” Fuck am I going to want to cry and fuck her blind every time she calls me that?
“Say you want this, Satine. Tell me you are not just here to be free. I need the words before I go mad and take what you don’t really want to give.” She steps back from me, and my soul begins to crack thinking she is going to turn away. Instead, she shimmy’s her panties down the rest of the way and moves to the bed. I watch rapt with amazement as this tiny creature who has turned me inside out, lays on the bed and opens her legs.
“I need you, my hero.” Holy shit!! I have to tell myself not to fall on her like the mannerless prick my dick is. She deserves better.