Total pages in book: 44
Estimated words: 40168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40168 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Slowly she opened her eyes, and her lust was so strong her pupils were fully dilated.
“I’ll always be yours,” she whispered.
He added just the slightest pressure again to her neck, just enough to show her he was serious, and just enough to have her get wetter from his domination. “I have no problem breaking necks, slicing throats, or killing anyone that thinks they can take you from me. I don’t care if those that think they can take you from me are Rogue or human. You. Are. Mine.”
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“You’re so… fierce and protective,” Greta whispered.
Tolcan growled low in his throat. “Only with you.” He ran his thumb along her pulse point below her ear. His cock throbbed, and his balls ached. “I want to be inside of you. I want to slide my cock deep into your pussy, feel you clench around me, and have your wetness slide down the length of my dick, Greta. And when you think I can’t possibly go any deeper, I’ll push that last inch so far inside of you there isn’t any part of your pussy that I’m not touching.”
“Oh. God.” She licked her lips and lifted her hips, causing his hand to press further, harder against her pussy. He felt her wetness through her pants. “Stop talking,” she breathed out.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard, that there will be no doubt who you belong to.” This time he took her mouth brutally, their lips pressing so hard together circulation was cut off and their teeth clashed together. He rotated his hand so he could press his thumb to her clit. Tolcan rubbed the nub, which he could feel was obscenely swollen through her thin pants, back and forth.
She writhed under him, held onto his biceps with an unyielding force, and curled her nails into his flesh. Pulling back so he could look down at her, all Tolcan could think was that she was all his. Taking hold of the material of her shirt, which was already destroyed, he ripped it the rest of the way off. Her breasts shook from the force of it, and if possible her nipples hardened even further.
He leaned down and ran his tongue along her lips. A moan left her, and before she could suck in another lungful of air he was moving down her body until his face was at the junction between her thighs. He tore her pants away as well, the material nothing more than thin paper under his desire. He ran his tongue first along her left inner thigh, and then moved to her right.
“Tolcan…” Greta had her hands in his hair and tugged at the strands forcefully.
“You have no idea what it does to me to hear you beg.” He latched his mouth right over her pussy. Her labia were puffy from her arousal and his suckling. Leaning back to look at her again, he reached between his legs and rubbed his cock through his pants at the sight of her. Her clit was swollen and red. A guttural groan left him, and he attacked her pink flesh like a starving male.
The musky, sweet smell and flavor of his mate exploded on his tongue, filled his nose, and he licked, sucked, and bit at her flesh harder. The sounds she made were making him insane, and having him become more dominant, more aggressive. The image of marking every inch of her flesh, and having her nails dig into his back swamped him in euphoria. He fucked her pussy with his tongue, slid it in and out continuously until he sensed her climax approaching.
Flattening his tongue once more and slowly dragging it up her slit, he sucked her clit in his mouth at the same time he thrust one, and then two of his fingers into her clenching body. Her pussy gripped those digits in rhythmic pulls, and he sucked on the hard bundle of nerves at the top of her mound with increasing force. It didn’t take long for her to explode in ecstasy.
Tolcan didn’t stop his ministrations. He was so fucking turned on he started pressing his cock into the side of the bench, thrusting against the cushion to try to ease his own raging desire. Tolcan tore himself away from her. The scent of her climax filled the room, covered his mouth in a slick haze, and every part of him was on fire.
“Take me, Tolcan.” Her eyes were wide, and her cheeks were red from her orgasm. He had her in his arms as soon as the words left her mouth. Her face was in the crook of his neck, and the small, heated puffs of her breath moved along his flesh.
He laid her down on the center of their pallet. “Lie back with your legs spread as wide as you can get them.”