Total pages in book: 42
Estimated words: 38179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38179 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 191(@200wpm)___ 153(@250wpm)___ 127(@300wpm)
“I can’t—”
“—You can and you will.” I reached out and took her hand, and brought it to my dick. I made her wrap her fingers around my length.
Her palm was so small that it didn’t even wrap around half of my girth, but I kept my palm over hers and forced her to stroke my cock.
She was panting now and intermittently shaking her head. The way her eyelids fluttered told me she was trying so hard to fight this.
“Just give in,” I hummed, and started moving our hands over my length faster.
She still shook her head, but she kept her gaze locked on where I made her touch me.
A soft sound left her, and I groaned as I moved her hand lower, curling it around the crest so she could feel how much she made me drip with pre-cum.
Her rapid breathing fueled my arousal. We started working our hands over my stiff cock even faster. I wanted to touch her so badly, to curl my palm around her massive tit and just squeeze, feeling how soft she was, how much she’d mewl for me because she’d love the feel of me touching her.
I stared into her face the entire time, unable to look away as she watched both of us jerk me off. My cock was throbbing, the thick vein on the underside pulsing, the ribs circling my shaft hardening.
“Can you imagine me thrusting this deep inside of you?” I stroked us faster. “Can you picture how good it would feel to make you take all of it, to feel these ribs throbbing in your pussy, touching every part of you?” My knot throbbed as I envisioned shooting my load and filling her with my seed.
I rumbled low, groaned harshly, and picked up our speed. She made an almost distressed sound, and I realized I was squeezing her hand too tightly, but I couldn’t help it with all my wild passion.
“I’m going to touch you, Little Bird.” I didn’t wait for her to give me permission, just reached out and curled my hand against her waist, jerking her forward, the water splashing around us. And never once did I stop our hands from stroking over my shaft.
I slid my hand up to the underside of her breast. She was breathing so hard that the mound was bouncing slightly, the weight heavy.
And then I molded my big palm around the fleshy mound.
I leaned in and dragged my snout along her throat, over the underside of her chin, and followed the same path with my tongue.
Fuck, I was close to coming, and adjusted my body to the side so I now faced her, my cock pointed right at her belly. I wanted to make a sticky mess on Marcella so she’d never be able to clean it fully off.
“Marcella,” I growled and bared my teeth, a warning for her to obey me.
She exhaled and slowly tipped her head so she could look into my face.
“You’ll look right at me as we do this, as I claim you this way for the first time.”
I squeezed her hand with my paw, knew I was probably hurting her, but she didn’t tell me to stop. And even if she tried to stop this, I couldn’t. I was too far gone in my primal need to have her, to make her see and feel and fucking know that I’d never let her go.
“Wait,” she gasped out, but I just curled my fingers tighter around hers. “I can’t do this.”
“You will do this. You’re going to get me off so I can come all over you.” She made a strange noise and halfheartedly tried to pull her hand back. And although I kept my hold on her, if she truly wanted me to stop, I would have let her go.
She wanted to act like she needed this to stop, but I could smell how sweet and drenched her cunt was. I could hear her little mewls that she tried to keep buried deep in her throat.
Her pupils were blown, her lips swollen and red because she kept biting them.
I slid my paw over her nape to tangle my claws against the back of her head, gripping the strands and jerking her head back.
“Are you going to be a good girl and admit you’re mine?”
She moaned again and shook her head, which had me humming in pleasure and frustration at her defiance.
And when she mewled out, when she closed her eyes and parted her mouth even more—as I smelled her orgasm flower in the air—that’s when I let myself go.
I let a low rumble leave my chest as my balls tightened, and I exploded, spraying my seed all over her belly before angling my cock up so the thick white ropes splattered against her throat.
She gasped.
I pulled her in closer and dragged my tongue along her mouth, repeatedly. And still I kept marking her because she was mine.