Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
“No underwear?” His eyes were piercing as he shook his head. “I’ve caught a naughty dragon.”
No, just one who hadn’t done laundry.
“I’m innocent. I didn’t understand.” Or I’d have planned better and worn something sexy.
Making another low sound, somewhere between a growl and real words, my ogre spanked me again with his rough hands, and as my eyes nearly rolled back in my head, my ass tingled.
Magic lube.
“You will, slut.” His lips overpowered mine as he fucked my mouth like he owned it, but it was the way his hips fed my ass his cock that left me whimpering and shaking to come.
He was so big.
It felt like he would stretch me forever and there was just enough pain that nerve endings were firing left and right, completely confused about what was happening. But my dick wasn’t confused and neither was my prostate.
No, Bartholomew was very happy with his friend’s new outfit.
My ogre didn’t release my lips until he’d filled me completely and air was something I was starting to forget too. Thankfully, my lungs remembered what they needed to do even though all the rest of me could do was shake and whine.
“Your fear feels so good around my cock, slut.” My ogre used his big rough mouth to nibble on my neck and having those big teeth so close to delicate things had my body flashing between arousal and fear. “You shake like prey, little dragon.”
God, I loved him so much.
I would’ve probably told him that but his hips started thrusting and he was fucking me so hard, and all I could do was cling to him helplessly as he plundered me.
His body was so big every thrust had him rubbing my dick and just his size alone was one of the sexiest things I’d ever seen. I found myself kissing his body before I knew what I was doing and the bulging muscles under my lips and tongue even tasted real.
My ogre’s skin was like butter-soft leather and the muscles swelled as they bunched to fuck me harder. Nuzzling against him and caressing him with my tongue had him spanking me again and growling low. “Yes, little dragon, I’m going to keep you. You’ll spend your nights in my bed, knotted on my shaft, worshipping your Master with your lips.”
Knot?
Fuck.
Was his dick getting bigger?
“You’ll be sweet and submissive, and you’ll show your Master how pleased you are to be owned.” My ogre’s hips jerked and suddenly there was a knot growing inside me. “You’ll be tied to my cock and if you’re very obedient, I’ll even remove it before I bring my warriors in.”
I couldn’t help the way that image made my entire body clench, and it just made my ogre laugh as his knot fully expanded. I was tied to my Master, the ogre who would show off his slave…the helpless dragon who belonged to him.
Another rough hand spanked me and something about the pain, the pleasure, and his wonderful knot sent me flying.
My orgasm seemed to hit me everywhere at once and every twitch was another reminder of the knot that tied us together. I heard myself cry out as his knot seemed to pulse deep inside me but everything else went fuzzy after that.
It wasn’t until reality came back into focus that I realized we’d moved inside and I now had my mage back. His body under mine wasn’t huge any longer and the quiet sounds the house made were in the background instead of birds and the wind.
“Can we keep the knot?”
My question made him grumble but I knew he wanted to laugh and puff out his chest about how well he’d done.
“No, but you can earn it as a reward for being good.”
Ugh.
I wasn’t going to agree with that plan.
Opening my eyes, I saw his chest and his neck. Bingo. Brushing my lips against his neck, I made a soft pleased sound. “You were an amazing ogre. Thank you for taking such good care of me and helping me live out my fantasy.”
The softy grumbled but it didn’t last long. “I think it went well.”
He was such a dork.
“It did.” Kissing him again, I ran one hand over his chest and gave a snuggly little wiggle. “You were the best ogre ever, and you came up with a wonderful scene. You were going to let your warriors watch me, weren’t you?”
Every muscle in him seemed to tighten and he had to let out a breath before he could do more than nod. “Yes, I’d have found a reason to punish you and I would’ve left you on my knot as I held meetings and greeted my warriors. They’d have liked that.”
Carrick was doing his best to sound rational and almost bored, but I knew from his reaction how much he wanted to live out that scene.