Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 105936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 105936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 353(@300wpm)
Then he got to work.
52
TURK
Gods, how can I express how fucking gorgeous she looked, spread out naked with her thighs open wide, just for me? Her soft little pussy was swollen with need, her tight clit peeking out from between her folds, already glistening with her juices. I had never known a woman who got as wet as Jessina did. She was always ready for me and I have to admit, I fucking loved it.
But as ready as she looked, I knew she was incredibly sensitive and tender right now and I needed to take things easy—at least at first.
I moistened my lips with my tongue, making them nice and wet with the healing venom I had gathered from my fangs, and then I leaned down and kissed her.
She gave a little cry and jumped when my lips first brushed her flesh and I thought for a minute she might shove me away. But after a moment, she seemed to relax as I simply held my mouth in place. I was giving her an open-mouthed kiss, my tongue pressing lightly against her clit and I looked up at her and raised my eyebrows in a silent question.
“Yes.” She nodded and a look of relief came over her face. “Yes, I think…think it’s helping. It doesn’t hurt so much where you’re kissing me.”
“Mmm,” I hummed briefly. And then I started kissing her more deeply.
I wanted to show her I could be gentle so I kissed her pussy the same way I would have kissed her mouth—slowly and thoroughly. Only when she began moaning softly and thrusting her hips, did I do what I really wanted which was to give her entire soft, sweet little cunt a thorough tongue bath.
“Oh…Oh, Turk!” she moaned and I felt her grip my horns as I held her open and began to lick her from bottom to top, stopping every few licks to thrust my tongue deep into her entrance. I gathered her honey, right from the source and I knew I was healing her by the way she moaned and tugged on my horns.
I was healing myself, too, though. The Thirst that had been tormenting me for weeks—ever since “Cass” had started sleeping in the same bed with me—was finally being fulfilled. I have to admit, I couldn’t fucking get enough. Her rich, feminine scent surrounded me and her honey was so sweet and salty. The way she was moaning and bucking her hips to meet my tongue with every lick was making me fucking crazy.
“Turk!” she moaned, grinding shamelessly against my tongue. “Oh Goddess—that feels so good! Please, don’t stop! Right there…right there!”
I had sucked her clit into my mouth and I was tracing it over and over with the tip of my tongue while she trembled under me. Her grip on my horns got tighter and her thighs clamped around the sides of my head, pulling me even closer. Goddess of the Four Faces, I felt like I was drowning in her! And it was definitely the best way to die.
That’s right, baby, I thought, wishing I could talk to her and lick her at the same time. Fuck that soft little pussy on my tongue. Give it up for me and come all over my face!
It was as though she could hear me because a moment later she was shivering and crying as her whole body went rigid with pleasure and she strained against me. I kept right on licking and teasing, keeping up the rhythm that had gotten her there in the first place. A lot of males think they need to change things up when a woman starts to come—not true. Just keep doing what you were doing and she’ll find her peak.
I don’t know how long Jessina cried and bucked against my mouth—long enough that the entire bottom half of my face was drenched in her honey—not that I minded. But finally she began twisting her hips to get away from me when the pleasure got to be too much.
I stopped then and sat back, looking up at her. Her amber eyes were starry and her cheeks were flushed, her gorgeous breasts heaving for breath.
“You feel better now, little bird?” I asked, panting a little myself.
“So much better.” She gave me a grateful smile. “Only…”
“Only what?” I licked my lips and got up to join her on the bed. Pulling her close to my chest, I cradled her soft, curvy body against mine. “Tell me, baby—what else do you need?”
“Well, you made my outer pussy feel better but inside I still feel so empty.” She looked up at me anxiously. “It’s not as bad as it was, but I still feel it. You know?”
I sighed and stroked her hair.
“Yeah, I know.” I was concerned that she still felt bad inside because there was only one other thing I could think of to do…and we really shouldn’t be doing it. But I had to ease her pain.