Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58321 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 194(@300wpm)
And now he’s trusting me with his.
I straighten a little and plant my hands on his stomach, pinning his cock between us. I truly don’t know if I can take him, but a little more lubrication can’t hurt. Not to mention that I’ve been dying to feel his ridges ever since I discovered them. I roll my hips, grinding along the length of his cock. It’s even better than I hoped. “Oh, fuck.”
“Grace.” The muscles in his arms are so tense that I can trace every line. I’m honestly surprised the headboard hasn’t cracked under the force of his grip. His voice rumbles in his chest like rocks grating together. “If you keep doing that, this will be over before I can get inside you.”
I love his honesty just as much as I love how deeply I affect him. It’s only right that I reward both of us for getting this far. “I’ll make you a bargain, Bram.”
He narrows his eyes even as he pants with need. “It’s a little late for bargains.”
“You know better. It’s never too late for bargains.” I roll my hips, and I can’t help my little gasp as my clit finds a particularly pleasurable ridge. He might be worried about coming too fast, but I’m already on the edge again. It’s never been like this with me, this almost frenzy barely concealed under a veneer of dominance. “Hold out until I come all over your cock. If you do, I’ll let you fuck me however you desire.”
“However I desire?” He curses long and hard, making me clench my thighs around him. “That’s a tempting offer.”
“Let’s see if you can live up to it.” I rise onto my knees only to discover that it’s not enough height. Holy fuck, I really don’t know if I can do this. It doesn’t matter. I have to try.
I get my feet under me and crouch over him. Only then can I position his cock in my entrance. The size difference feels obscene like this. Something almost like true fear flickers inside me. “I don’t know if I can take you.”
“You can.” He says it with such confidence, I wonder if he’s had human lovers in the past. I’m not prepared for the jealousy I feel in response to that thought. Bram shifts beneath me. “No, I’ve never fucked humans before, but plenty of my people have. It’s possible. I promise it’s possible.”
I try to press down on his crown, but he’s too broad to easily slip inside me. “How? This is impossible!”
“Grace.” He rumbles my name. It’s part command and part plea. “You just need a little more preparation. Let me. Please.”
Desperation overrides any kind of Dominance/submission game we’re playing. “Yes. Okay. Do it now.”
I expect him to flip me and take control. He doesn’t. He releases the headboard with one hand and positions it near his hip, palm up. “Ride my fingers.”
His fingers are impressive, but they’re still nowhere near the size of his cock. I need him too much to argue, though. I shift enough to press his fingers to my pussy. Again, Bram doesn’t take control. Not really. He presses his middle finger inside me and holds steady as I ride it. It feels good. Really good. But it’s only a few moments before it’s not enough. “More.”
He obediently offers me a second finger. This time, as I descend, I have to go slower to adjust. Especially when he’s pressing against my walls, stretching me even more. Pleasure wraps around me. If he doesn’t stop doing that, I’m going to come. I reach for his cock, but he shakes his head. “No. I’m hanging on by a thread. Come as many times as you need to, Grace.”
The pads of his fingers pressing against my G-spot takes any hesitation away from me. I give myself over to fucking his fingers, riding them the way I desperately want to ride his cock. My orgasm blooms, closer and closer, but I fight it off with everything I have. Not yet.
Then he wedges a third finger into me.
I freeze. I was uncomfortably full with two. Three is almost painful. “Wait.”
“You have control. Give yourself time. When you’re ready, take what you need.” He speaks softly, coaxingly. He soothes me with his words and tone even as it feels like he might rip me apart with his fingers.
But only for a moment. My body adjusts slowly, increment by increment. The lust that floods me is deep enough to drown in. “Bram.”
“That’s it. Just like that.”
I barely register my body beginning to move. I don’t make a conscious choice to do it. Instinct takes over. Tiny little tremors slowly morph into strokes. And still he stretches me. But that near pain is gone. All that’s left is pleasure. Bram shifts and presses his palm to my clit. It feels so good that I panic and grab his wrist. “Wait.” I’m panting just as hard as he is, and I’m so wet that I swear he’s soaked to the wrist. “I don’t want to come until it’s your cock inside me.”