Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 135378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135378 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 677(@200wpm)___ 542(@250wpm)___ 451(@300wpm)
She yelps, and her body tenses.
My entire brain experiences a total whiteout as I squeeze my cock into the tightest fucking hole I’ve ever breached.
I don’t know if it’s because she’s fighting me or because she’s a virgin. Maybe it’s just the way she’s built. All I know is it’s fucking ecstasy, and I need more.
“Holy fuck,” I groan, my entire body strained as I push forward another inch into her resisting heat.
I’m barely inside her, and it’s already the most intense thing I’ve ever felt.
“Silvan, wait,” she cries. It’s not the idle begging and pleading I’ve halfway tuned out in the throes of this immense pleasure. She’s desperate now, and her desperation urges her to reconsider what she has to offer. Her voice is so uncertain, so shy, she can hardly get the words out. “Can… can I suck you instead?”
It’s tempting, but I don’t want a blow job. I want in this pussy. I want to feel her heat all around me. Fuck, I want it so bad.
I notch my hips forward, pushing more of myself inside her, but I come up against a barrier, and I can’t get any deeper.
Well, I can, but I’ll have to break through the fragile barrier of her innocence.
“Please, Silvan.”
I have her clutched tightly against my body as I maneuver into her resisting tightness so her face is near mine when I meet her gaze. Tears wet her long, dark eyelashes and her lovely cheeks as she makes this humiliating request.
“I want to,” she whispers, even though we both know it’s a lie.
I have no desire to humiliate her, so I kiss her cheek reassuringly, following the cool path of her tears. I only mean to dole out a little reassurance, but I enjoy my lips on her skin so much. I kiss the side of her mouth, and then I want more.
When I get to her lips, she kisses me back softly and whispers, “Please.”
Fuck.
I can’t resist that.
She’s begging to have my cock in her pretty mouth, and even though I know it’s only to avoid having her virginity ripped away from her… hell, I can’t say no.
Since I haven’t said yes yet, but she sees me deliberating, she tries a little harder to sway me. “Please, Silvan,” she whispers. “Let me suck you.”
Fuck me.
If I ever say no to that, she should take that sword I dropped on the floor beside the bed and slice my dick clean off.
My cock throbs at the thought of having her lips wrapped around it even as it instantly misses her heat when I withdraw from her pussy.
Sophie breathes an audible sigh of relief as I ease her back on the bed. Her eyes close briefly, and she releases a shuddering breath, trying to get her bearings and prepare herself for what she has to do next.
She knows she has to deliver on her offer, or she’ll be right back where she was a moment ago.
She reaches for her discarded shirt, but I stop her.
“What are you doing?”
“It’s cold,” she lies. “I wanted to put my shirt back on.”
I smirk faintly, then I unfasten the gray fur cloak from around my shoulders.
“Get on your knees on the floor.”
Eyes wide, she climbs off the bed and does as I command.
Once she’s down there looking up at me, I drape my fur around her to keep her warm.
It’s not what she wanted and offers her tits no coverage whatsoever, but she looks up at me like a fucking angel and says, “Thank you,” like I gave her something.
Warmth fills my chest. I fucking love the sight of her on her knees wrapped in nothing but my fur, ready to please me.
I cup her jaw in my hand and tilt her face up to make her look at me.
Vulnerability glints in her eyes. I could do anything I wanted to her right now, and she damn well knows it.
“Looks better on you than me,” I tell her wryly.
Her shy gaze leaves mine, but she lets me hold her jaw until I’m ready to let go.
The small gesture heats my blood. Then when I release her, she gently removes the lush pelts of fur tied around my boots. She doesn’t have to be gentle, but she is.
My pants come off next, and the black boxer briefs I wore beneath them.
Now that I’ve undressed where she needs access to me, she scoots forward on her knees, planting her hands on my muscular thighs and casting an uncertain look up at me.
I’m curious to see where she goes on her own, so I don’t offer her any direction.
I am surprised and pleased she looked to me for it, though.
It’s on the tip of my tongue to ask if she’s sucked a cock before, but given what she told me earlier about the last guy who got her in this position and things happening that she didn’t want to happen, I wonder if this isn’t the first time she has evaded rape with a compromise she thought she might be able to live with.