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 urinated on the trees surrounding my cave, letting my scent saturate the air, dragged my claws over the thick trunks so the gouges would show all, I would do the same to their bodies.
I started making my way back to my Marcella.
Once back in my cave, I made sure the fire was good for the next few hours. I didn’t need the light or heat, but I’d always be prepared for my little human.
She wasn’t built like me, with thick fur or heightened senses. I’d have to be careful with her and stay attuned to her needs.
I grabbed a bladder of water and made my way to our pallet, set it beside her in case she woke and was thirsty, and then just stood there staring down at her.
A thick fur covered her, and the steady rise and fall of her chest told me she slept. I got on the pallet, pulled the furs back, and slipped in behind her so I could curl my body around hers. I wrapped my tail around her belly, the thickness adding warmth to her. And when she reached down and buried her hands in the thick tuft of fur, I hummed in pleasure that she sought me out.
I buried my snout in her hair and inhaled deeply. Having Marcella with me made me feel more content than I ever could have imagined. I never realized how lonely I’d been until I saw her and knew she was mine.
The stiff length of my erection dug into the soft swells of her ass. I didn’t stop myself as I ground against her, rolling my hips. A low hum of need tore through my chest and I gripped my mate’s generous hip, squeezing gently as I pulled her back against me.
And still she slept, so exhausted that she didn’t even wake. As I scented her, I kept my snout buried in her hair, wanting her branded by me.
I kept rolling my hips back-and-forth, holding her tighter, her ass so full that when I pushed against her a little firmer, my cock pushed against the crease of her leg coverings.
I groaned and pushed the hair away from her neck so I could look at her, drag my tongue over the side of her throat and thrust back and retreat.
Mmm. I wanted to pull her pants down just enough to reveal her ass and feel her warmth.
And so I did just that until she was bared for me.
Marcella moaned slightly, still sleeping, but popping her ass out and telling me how much she wanted this. I pressed forward and felt her cheeks part as my cock nestled in the warm crease.
She was perfect. She was mine.
I kept pumping my hips forward and dragging my long, thick shaft up and down the crack of her ass. A snarl of primal desire filled me when my dick head brushed against her pussy slit and I felt all that slick honey already coating her cunt.
She hated she wanted me, but couldn’t deny she ached for more. Her body wept for me, and the very idea of lifting her leg, throwing it over my hip, and sinking in deep was so strong I tightened my hold on her and picked up my pace.
That she slept on but her body instinctively reacted to me, knowing I’d take care of her, was such an aphrodisiac I knew I’d orgasm again.
I growled, curling my hand in front of her, slipping it between her legs and lifting it up slightly. I adjusted myself so my cock slipped right between those juicy thighs, the warmth of her body, and the slickness from her pussy, making my motions easy as I glided back-and-forth.
I grabbed her fat tit in my paw, feeling how tight her nipple was as I squeezed the mound and picked up my pace, throwing my hips back-and-forth.
My cock slid in and out. In and out.
And then I came, exploding, spraying cum everywhere. She moaned again, her body shattering. My cock was now nestled between her plump pussy folds and rubbing against her swollen clit.
Even in sleep, she came for me. I opened my mouth and gently locked my jaw on her throat, not hard enough to break the skin, letting her know I was the one in control.
I wanted her to be spread out before me, naked and willing. Her thighs parted, her pussy soaking and primed for me. I wanted every inch of her covered in my marks. Bites and scratches, bruises and seed.
She’d look so perfect like that.
When I was spent, my seed smeared between her thighs, I relaxed on the pallet and pulled her in close.
She stirred, moaning again, and pressed her bottom to my groin.
“So pretty.” She had dark hair, and I smoothed my claws over it. I brought the strands to my snout and inhaled, rumbling in pleasure at her scent.