Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
“Take off your dress,” Phoenix orders.
I fumble with the buttons at the front of my dress, and he reaches out to take over. He moves his hands slowly and deliberately, like he’s savoring the moment. When his fingers brush my skin as he unfastens each button, goosebumps rise on my arms.
I breathe a sigh of relief as the dress slips from my shoulders and puddles in folds of fabric at my feet.
When Phoenix leans forward to kiss me, it seems like a natural thing to do. I haven’t kissed many men, but even if I had, I think I’d be hard pressed to find a man better at it than Phoenix.
I fling my arms around his neck, and he kisses me hungrily, like he can’t get enough of me. He strokes my body, exploring every inch of my skin. I pull one of his hands to my breast, and his thumb skims the sensitive peak. I gasp at the pleasure, and he takes it as a sign to deepen our kiss. His tongue slips between my lips, and the pleasure radiates from my very core.
We lose track of time, our kiss slowly intensifying until we are both breathless. He pulls back and looks into my eyes, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips.
“I think I could spend eternity with you,” he whispers, gazing into my eyes.
My heart swells, and I can’t help but smile back. I reach up and pull his face to mine once more, and as our lips meet again, I know that I would, too.
“Could you live in the cave with the monster?” he asks.
“I like the monster,” I say with a smirk. “I know he’ll fight to the death for me.”
Phoenix lifts the corner of his mouth and wraps his arms around me. I nestle into his embrace, feeling the warmth of his body coursing through me.
“The monster likes you,” he whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. “So much so, he could devour you.”
Phoenix takes my hands in his and our fingers interlace, sending shivers up and down my spine. “This is where we stay for now. Where no one can hurt us or take away what we have.”
His words comfort me, and I relax into his embrace. In this moment, I know this is where I belong—with him, in this place of safety where nothing else matters.
With a deep breath, Phoenix presses his lips against mine and wraps his arms around me tightly. “I’m not going to leave this room without a fresh load of my cum in that sweet little pussy of yours.” Phoenix’s gravelly tone and the vulgar words cause a catch in my belly. Phoenix strokes hard fingers between my thighs as I watch him effortlessly rid himself of his own clothing. “I want you to smell who you belong to.”
Once naked, with his erect cock on full display before me, he approaches, pulls me over toward the edge of the bed, and sits me on his lap.
Phoenix strokes my pussy’s tender flesh. “So wet for me, so wet for what I have planned,” he purrs with approval. “Are you sure you want to be fucked so soon? Are you sore from the last time?”
I nod, knowing he wants to know just how sore I am. “Yes. And yes, I’m sore.”
He repositions me so I’m straddling his lap. He presses a hand onto the flat of my stomach as my hips grind against him in silent need, like my sex is an offering to a god.
I need him like I need air to live. My nipples bead as he takes hold of my breasts, and I ache to be claimed.
The large head of Phoenix’s cock enters me without preamble, thrusting into my core, where my flesh is far more sore and swollen from Phoenix’s prior fucking than I expected. I gasp in surprised discomfort, focusing on accepting his girth. He holds my hips still with his big palms until my enflamed muscles accept his thick presence. Then he thrusts again as his eyes lock with mine.
“This pussy belongs to me. I will never allow you to leave me. Never.”
Even the thought of leaving this man gives me a pang of sadness, but I quickly shake away the emotion as Phoenix thrusts deeper inside, his balls slapping up against me.
He then leans toward me and presses his lips to mine as he presses even deeper with each movement, grinding his hips against me, until I feel stretched. Full.
“Do you like how my cock spreads you?” Phoenix asks when he breaks away from the kiss. His voice in my ear is a gritty caress, a velvet growl, as he moves his hands over my breasts, then nipples, pinching tightly. I desperately want so much more. I have a hunger that makes me wonder if it can possibly ever be satiated.