Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 36416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36416 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
I bucked up, surprised by such a powerful sensation.
The hunger in his eyes practically changed his appearance. He seemed predatory; so different than the man who’d tended to my feet only a short time ago.
Heat radiated over my body, the crux between my legs throbbing in need. No matter how much I tried to resist, I couldn’t fight the sensations of desire. The feeling of his hand on my most private of parts was most indecent, yet so tantalizing. Taking a moment to breathe deeply and try to gain some control of my licentious body, I waited in anticipation of what I already knew would come.
Tore spread my legs wide, watching the seam of my womanhood open for him. My tiny hole had never before been entered but Tore maintained control and went slowly. Running his finger along each side of my delicate petals, he soaked up my juices with his fingertip, coating the opening to my entrance nice and well. With as much care as he could, he pressed his wet finger past my opening and eased his way in.
I gasped and tensed, but then relaxed when Tore slowly began to move his finger in and out of my tight channel. He leaned down and kissed my thatch of little black curls, inhaling the musky scent of my out-of-control desire.
“Relax, my little bird,” he coaxed as his finger glided in and out. “I need to get this sweet cunt of yours ready for me. I’m not a small man, and I don’t want to hurt you…too much.”
When my legs relaxed back open and my hips thrust up to meet his mouth, silently begging for more of his kisses, he whispered, “That’s my good girl. Let me prepare you to become mine in all ways.”
His tongue flicked my sensitive nub, nipping it between his lips. My hands ran up both sides of his head, driving his face into the most forbidden part of my body as my moans intensified.
“Tore…Tore? This feeling. I feel…” Panic laced my words. I didn’t know what to think about the sensations flooding in. I had never…I had never… “Tore!”
My head thrashed side to side, and my breathing became ragged.
“Come for me, Snow. Fill my mouth with your sweet cream. Release.”
My hips bucked as my moan turned into a tiny scream. My cunny quivered around his mouth, and I knew the taste of my release coated his tongue. He lapped up every last bit of my completion as my body shook on the tail end of my climax.
As if not wanting my body to become fully sated, Tore moved up to my breasts and began to circle his tongue around one nipple, and then moved to pay the same attention to the other. He molded the flesh of my firm and perky mounds with his hands.
Stretching up, he placed his lips at the shell of my ear and whispered, “I’m going to put my cock inside of you now. It will hurt a little, but I will try to make it as easy as possible.”
Placing the head of his cock at my entrance, he slowly eased in. I knew this was the time where he fully claimed me. “Take a deep breath and relax,” he ordered as he pushed firmly against my opening, spreading me wide as I cried out when a pop occurred deep within my core. “Shhh…” he cooed as he paused for a moment so I could adjust to his girth.
After a few moments, he launched a steady rhythm of pushing in and out, while placing soft kisses along the side of my neck. In a steady staccato, his cock pulled out just enough to spread my opening, and then plummeted back inside so deep I could feel his cock push up against where the inside of my heated sex ended. In and out, he claimed me. In and out, I gave myself to him.
The huntsman.
Tore smiled as he pressed his lips to mine. “Good. Very, very good.”
He positioned his body so he was driving his hardness into my pulsating pussy before my climax was over. His thrusting continued the frenzy. Driving the orgasm to a new level, Tore claimed me with a fervor like nothing I could have envisioned. My body melted into his. My core clung to his wanton energy. Plunging deeper, Tore’s hardened length stretched my tight cunny to the maximum. My sex stung, my body ached, but euphoria conquered all.
Tore flipped me over onto my stomach in one fluid motion. He pulled my hips up so I was positioned on all fours. His roughened palm pressed between my shoulder blades, causing my upper body to rest against the bed. My bare buttocks were now up and angled, on full display.
“The most beautiful sight I have ever seen,” he praised. “You are far more than just a broken bird.”