Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32116 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32116 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 128(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Viggo tongued my rim, tickling each wrinkle and mound. I didn’t know people from his time period ate ass, but he was chomping down like a champ. I figured people were dirty freaks in every era. Lucky for me.
His tongue lapped at my hole, sliding inside as my eyes rolled back into my head. His long hair tickled my cheeks, and his saliva slid down my crack and over my sack. My hole pulsed with the need to be filled, and my dick drooled on the bedspread below me.
My voice was laced with desperation when I told him, “Viggo, please; I need you.”
In a blink, he was on his knees behind me, with his tip pressing against my slick entrance. He rested his hands on my back and slowly pushed forward.
My skin burned as it stretched to take his girth. He was ripping me apart in the best fucking way. His fingers massaged my lower back as he slid in inch by inch, until his balls bumped against mine.
I took a deep breath and when I looked over my shoulder, I found him gazing back at me, studying my face for any discomfort. It only fueled my need. I swallowed hard and nodded, signaling for him to move.
He started slow, gliding gently back and forth. My muscles relaxed and took him more easily. The burn ebbed away, leaving nothing but pleasure in its wake. Viggo filled me perfectly, pressing against my walls and massaging my prostate with every pass.
I once again grew impatient with need. I steadied myself by fisting the blankets and slammed my ass back on him, burying his length inside me. Colors burst behind my eyes and pleasure prickled across my pelvis and into my sack.
I rocked back and forth, riding his cock fast and hard, taking every inch he had to give. Viggo let me take the lead, watching with hungry eyes as I impaled myself on his shaft.
He reached beneath me and wrapped his palm around my dick, now drenched with the pre-cum that dripped from me. I thrust my hips wildly, fucking his fist and taking his cock inside.
Sweat beaded on my forehead, my chest heaved with shallow breaths, and pressure ballooned in my stomach. I cried out as a powerful orgasm rocked through me. My cock jerked and I erupted, painting Viggo’s fingers and the blankets white.
Viggo crossed his arms over my chest and lifted me up so that my back rested against his torso. He fucked me at a feverish pace while whispering in my ear how beautiful I was, and how much he loved me. The sweet and spicy contrast made me dizzy. All I could do was rest my head back on his shoulder and whimper my delight.
A growl rumbled in Viggo’s chest, vibrating throughout my whole body. He whispered my name as his grip tightened around me. His shaft pulsed within me, and his warm seed flooded my walls.
That warmth spread down my legs and up my torso until my whole being was blanketed in a pleasant tingle. My body buzzed, as if an electrical current was rushing through my cells. A feeling of euphoria overtook me; my body felt so light and free that if Viggo weren’t holding on to me, I’d worry that I would float away.
“Babe, I feel…” I didn’t know how to finish the sentence. I’d never experienced anything like this before. Even though it was incredible, it was also a little frightening. Something powerful was coursing through me and I had no control.
“It is okay, beloved,” Viggo calmly soothed into my ear. “It is your body reacting to our bond. It is preparing for your new immortal life. Your organs are becoming stronger and more resilient. You will heal more quickly, and become immune to disease.”
My first thought was, ‘No more cold and flu season? Fuck yeah’, but it meant so much more than that. This bond I shared with Viggo was so powerful that it was changing me from the inside. It was making it possible for me to spend forever with the first creature I ever loved, and would ever love. It was the answer to every unspoken dream, and more than I thought I ever deserved.
The tingling soon subsided, but I could still feel the change it brought on. I felt stronger and more confident. My mind was clear and my heart was full. Bonding with Viggo had made me the best version of myself.
Overwhelmed by the moment, my eyes prickled and a tear rolled down my cheek. Even though he was behind me, Viggo noticed the change. He dabbed at my face and asked, “Sweet Skyler, are you okay? What’s wrong?” Before I could answer, he pulled his softening shaft from my body and turned me in his arms to face him. His worried eyes searched mine and I smiled at his care.