Thing – A Monster Romance Read Online Stasia Black

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Insta-Love, Paranormal Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
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But I am an infinitely patient man.

Her pleasure will be all the greater if I make her wait. Mine likely, too, because nothing takes me higher than knowing she is on the edge. I want this moment to last forever.

So I delight in holding her shoulders and thighs with my top and bottom hands. With my center hands, I caress down her back to the top of the round globes of her ass. But I don’t caress them. I just run the very tips of my fingertips across them.

And then I do what she mentioned yesterday.

I spank her.

Not hard. I’m very aware of my own strength, so it’s probably no more than a light pat. She certainly thinks so because she only wriggles against my cock.

“Harder,” she moans.

My eyebrow lifts.

This is nothing I ever imagined a consort might want. Now that she is in this position, I admit I find it difficult to distract my cock from spilling as I come at her again. I spank upwards from the bottom. So as my palm makes contact with her backside, right where the round meets her thigh, it jiggles in a way that makes me want to fuck her right now. Immediately. I can think of nothing else but plunging inside her.

She cries, “Yes.”

I can do nothing except spank her again, the other ass cheek this time. And watching the flesh wobble in the aftermath of my strike—

Her hips move up and down on me, her voice breathy and needy as she cries, “More.”

We’ve lost all pretense of this being a punishment, and I do not care. I spank her again and again in quick succession. Then more until her ass cheeks are pink.

I pause only long enough to reach between her thighs and feel how wet she is for me. Fuck. It’s dripping down her thighs; she’s become so hazed with pleasure.

And I cannot stand waiting any longer. Must fuck.

Yet I hold off for another moment, holding her body down and thrusting my cock into her stomach for friction as I spank her several more times. “Please. Please,” she cries. “Please. I need you inside me.”

I bend over her, one of my fingers inside her, massaging deep so that she begins to shudder around my hand. “You want my cock?” I whisper in her ear.

“Yes,” she cries.

“Then beg me for it.”

“Please. Kharon, I need your cock. Fuck me. I want you to fuck me with your massive cock.”

Enough. I am done waiting. Gripping her with all my hands, I flip her around and gently lay her back on the sleeping bags. And then I am on top of her.

Again I restrain her in the same position as earlier. I reach over and grab her shirt she discarded and tie it as a makeshift blindfold around her head, securely covering her eyes. Then with two of my large, rough hands, I restrain her slender wrists. She breathes in heavily, pushing her teats out, as her legs naturally fall open, ready for me.

I grin down at the display she makes of herself. With two more hands I begin to play with the hardened nubs at the end of her peaked teats. I hold myself up with my last pair of hands and line my hips up at her center, my cock leaping toward her cunt.

As soon as the tip of my cock makes contact with her wet heat, I understand why the French call it a little death. I feel I die of pleasure even before my gush. The pleasure of having my most intimate place touch her most intimate place. . . Is beyond anything I could have ever conceived. And when I begin to press in—

We both gasp.

I pause to make sure I am not hurting her. She is so small. Almost immediately, she begins wriggling underneath me as if to guide me in further, making little whining noises in her throat. “Kharon,” she finally says. “Please. Please, I beg you. Please fuck me.”

I pull my hips back and push forward again, once and then twice, sliding deeper and spreading her. I split her open, yet she somehow stretches to receive me. I feel her eyelids fluttering underneath my hand.

“Oh god, yes,” she cries. “More.”

Tomorrow she will be gone.

But right now, this beautiful creature is beneath me, begging me for more.

I bend my elbows so my bottom hands grasp her hips and help drag her onto my length. Her legs wrap around my hips, her body laid out before me like a sacrifice as I hold her down and begin to fuck her.

Nerves I never knew were a part of me light up as my cock feels every part of the inside of her cunt, gripping me tight. She’s so small, and I’m so big, and it should be an impossible fit—



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