Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 58365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58365 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 233(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
The proclamation brought a rush of slick to pour down her thighs.
His kor’yr he threw into the unmade nest, tearing his coverings away. Falling atop her splayed body, brutal thighs forced her to part for him. Hissing at the sting, Morgaine’s struggles were silenced with a single growl, one that left her cunt offering a river of slick.
He would feed on it later, he swore, after she had been made to endure the strength of the mate she had denied for so long. Without so much as a sweet kiss or a pet across her breasts, Simin glossed his cock in her copious slick and penetrated deep with a single, violent thrust.
Bodies collided, subdued estrous-high Omega keening out a cry for mercy
Pumping with a fervor that pushed her body across the tangled nest, Simin withdrew, yanked her bodily back, and abused her cunt exactly how an Alpha should.
Without Etaine, words were gibberish. If she told him to stop, he’d never know. If she demanded more, there was no way to ask.
This was trust.
He couldn’t be rough enough that first mating. His cock couldn’t stretch the sting away no matter how hard he brutalized her. Even huge and bursting with semen, it was not enough.
So she dug in her nails and screamed.
There was no release until the knob of flesh began to expand where she ached. He grew inside her, cock kicking out ropes of boiling lava that seared her beautifully and churned behind the growing plug of flesh.
Toes curled when that pulsating mass hit a tender spot that bent screams into a song. Sobbing, she dug her heels into his thighs and tried to angle away from so much feeling. But Simin would not allow such a thing.
He pinned her under his full weight and rocked his hips until the shards of glass in her veins blasted outward. Explosive pain became perfect pleasure.
As it burned away a portion of her madness, as the male knotting her continued to spill, Morgaine lost the fight.
Subdued, she blinked up as if finally realizing where she was. The sweaty face of the male still rocking his knot-locked hips hovered over her, Simin’s lips in a snarl.
He was lost to his rut, blind to anything but his need to breed and subdue. Against the round of her bottom she felt his sack draw up right before another spurt of silken semen flooded her belly and soothed her ache.
It was almost too much. Before she spiraled back into a mindless animal, Morgaine put her hand to his cheek and began to speak.
***
Ignoring all alien gibberish falling from her lips, Simin ravaged. A lesser Alpha might not have had the experience to know that one could still fuck with a knot in place. There was no need to be still and wait, to allow nature to dictate how much he might spurt and when.
The first knot was mighty, but his aching cock was still hard and eager to fill the slip of her walls even as she held his cock in a vise. When she refused to quiet, he took her by the hair, pinned her knee to her ear, and bent the female so her pelvis was angled perfectly for his needs.
“You asked to come here. You submitted!”
Forcing his girth as deep as flesh and bone would allow, he swallowed her gasp and mashed his pelvis against her clit.
Another glorious release gathered in the base of his spine, drawing his sack up tight just as a fresh wave of come exploded inside his feral Omega.
Beneath him was perfection: a blissed-out, estrous-high Omega whose cunt milked his knot of every last drop her greedy pussy might take.
Delicate hands stroked his cheek, the light trill of a female purr humming between sounds that were almost familiar. Let her talk her words, there was nothing she could say at this point to change things.
“I trust you.”
Simin had never heard those Nierran words side by side, but he knew them from study and playful banter.
Roaring on the end of another almost brutal climax, lips pulled back from his teeth.
“You won’t hurt me.”
Let her believe that if she would. Once he’d worked this pretty female into the ultimate frenzy, he’d rip a hole into her very soul and tie them together. She would never be able to hide from his power, his influence, or his lust.
He would own her.
Just as much as she would own him.
“You love me.”
Powers that be, he did! The sweet smelling feral bearing all his punishing weight was the reason he breathed. High on the very feel of her, Simin rocked their bodies and ground her down against saturated cushions.
Looking down to black eyes shining with love as if she’d understood his words, Simin snarled, “Never doubt it, kor’yr. I love you down to the makings of our shared soul.”