Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17830 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 89(@200wpm)___ 71(@250wpm)___ 59(@300wpm)
Without warning, Asher lowered his head and tossed it back and forth, motorboating the hell out of my cheeks. The coarse hairs of his beard grazed against my tender skin and his nose bumped against my sack, making me moan with delight.
He stuck out his tongue and flattened it against my hole as he shook his head, painting my skin with his slick saliva. The wet warmth of his tongue made my cock pulse, and pre-cum drizzle down my shaft. Asher licked away the stream and hummed at my flavor.
When he pulled his face away, my breath was ragged and my pulse was wild. I watched with wide eyes as he climbed off of the bed to grab something from beneath it.
When he reappeared on the bed, he was holding a half-empty bottle of lube and a foil wrapped condom. He didn’t need protection with me; as a shifter, I couldn’t carry or transmit human diseases, but this wasn’t the most opportune time to have that conversation. I just wanted to be with him, in any way that made him feel safe.
Asher ripped the condom wrapper open with his teeth and rolled the latex down his thick length. He pressed a finger to each side of my hole and stretched out my skin before pouring a glob of cool lube inside me.
He clicked the lid shut, tossed the bottle away, and positioned the tip of his cock against my hole. “Ready, boy?” he asked in more growl than word, and I nodded my head enthusiastically.
Asher pushed forward, stretching my skin as he sank his thick cock inside me. He burst through my ring of muscle and didn’t stop until his pubes brushed against my cheeks.
I didn’t have time to catch my breath before he slid back and slammed inside me again, drawing another burst of clear liquid from my dick. I gripped my ankles and spread myself wider for him as he mercilessly pounded my hole; just the way I liked it. He trusted me to use my safe word if I needed it, and I trusted him to stop if I asked.
His wide hands slid up my stomach and onto my chest. He pinched both of my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, squeezing and rubbing my pointed flesh. Electric shocks of pleasure bolted through my torso, resting in my balls with every twist of his wrist and thrust of his hips.
As I moaned, “Daddy, it feels so good,” I grinded my ass down onto him, but Asher wasn’t having it.
“That’s enough, boy.” He let go of my nipples to slap them, causing my body to erupt in a shudder.
“Sorry,” I lied. When the punishment felt so good, I couldn’t feel bad.
I cried out when he went back to pinching and rolling my tight beads. He slammed into my ass and his balls bounced against my body. He had me on the brink in minutes; I’d never felt so incredible.
“Daddy, I’m close,” I warned, and received another light slap to my chest, only to give another shudder.
“Don’t you come yet, boy,” he growled, staring down at me with dark, burning eyes. “Not until Daddy does.”
Hearing him refer to himself as ‘Daddy’ nearly threw me over the edge, but I distracted myself by biting the tip of my tongue to gain some control. Asher grunted through his teeth as sweat beaded on his brow. His hips pistoned and his fingers squeezed. He submerged his cock inside me again and again until he tipped his head back onto his shoulders and groaned.
His dick pulsed against my rim as he filled the condom with his warm seed. I craved the day when he would fill my channel instead; to mark me as his. I wanted to bite his neck and mark him back in return. Soon.
The look of unbridled ecstasy on his face had me on the edge again immediately; knowing that I gave my mate pleasure was the sexiest, most fulfilling experience I could imagine. My teeth gnashed and I silently begged Asher with wide, wild eyes when I couldn’t form words.
“Come now, boy!” he called, squeezing his fingers around my nipples. “Do it!”
I tightened my grip on my ankles and arched my back off of the bed as I cried out to the ceiling. My cock erupted, painting my stomach with thick white gobs. Asher didn’t even have to touch my dick. His sheer sexiness and effortless control gave me the most powerful orgasm I’d ever experienced.
After a moment of catching our breath, Asher eased my ankles from my hold and rested my legs on the mattress. He gently pulled his cock from my body and leaned over to give my lips a quick kiss before he climbed off of the bed.
He made a quick trip to the kitchen to grab a wet cloth before returning to my side. Asher pressed the warm fabric to my stomach and gently scrubbed my cum from my skin.