Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
“Oh, really?” Abbey couldn’t help picturing the scene. Only instead of the princess and her bodyguard, she was imagining herself and the big Monstrum together.
Stop it—stop thinking like that, she scolded herself. But she couldn’t seem to help it. Sitting so close to Solon, she could smell his warm, enticingly masculine scent—the same scent she’d smelled in all the dreams she had of him. It seemed to do things to her—to make her nipples tight. The place between her legs felt hot and wet and she squeezed her thighs together tightly, but she didn’t ask him to stop describing.
“She grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close—now she’s kissing him,” Solon reported. “They’re kissing very passionately—hungrily. As though they can’t get enough of each other.”
“Oh, really?” was all Abbey could get out. In her mind’s eye, she couldn’t help picturing herself kissing Solon. Of course, she didn’t know exactly what he looked like, but the girl from the Be My Eyes app had given her quite a good description—more than enough for her imagination to work with.
I shouldn’t be feeling this way. I just met him and after what Henry did—
But she didn’t want to think about that. She pushed the bad memories aside and somehow, she found it easier to do that than she had in the past. Maybe it was because Solon smelled so good and felt so big and warm beside her. Big and strong but not threatening at all, which was nice. He made her feel safe.
“He’s kissing her neck now—sucking it. He seems to be marking her,” he said, still describing the scene. There was a soft growl in his voice. “Oh, and now he’s moving lower. He’s…”
He paused for such a long time that Abbey nudged him with an elbow.
“What? What is he doing?”
“Er…I don’t want to offend you.” Solon sounded hesitant. “I didn’t know this vid was so, uh, graphic.”
“You won’t offend me,” Abbey assured him. Her heart was beating faster and she found that she had scooted just a little closer to him. “Tell me—what is he doing?”
“He opened her dress to bare her breasts.” There was a definite growl in the big Monstrum’s deep voice now. “He’s sucking her nipples and she’s running her hands through his mane—er, hair. She seems to enjoy feeling his mouth on her.”
“Oh…” Abbey breathed, pressing her thighs together even more tightly. She was still imagining the scene with herself and Solon as the main characters.
Because of what had happened to her, both in high school and last year with Henry, she’d always been hesitant to have sex with a man, but that hadn’t stopped her from imagining what it might be like to be with someone she could trust—someone who would put her pleasure first and never hurt her. Though she hadn’t known the big Monstrum long, she definitely got that feeling from him. It made it easier to imagine being intimate with him.
“What…what’s happening now?” she asked, since he had been quiet for a while. She could hear kissing sounds and breathless moaning coming from the screen, but she wanted a description.
“He’s moved lower,” Solon growled softly. “He’s lifting her skirt and spreading her legs. I believe he’s going to taste her.”
“To…to taste her?” Abbey asked, her heart pounding. “You mean…”
“He’s going to lick her soft little pussy,” Solon murmured. “Gods, yes…he’s doing it now. She’s arching her back—she has her hands buried in his mane and she’s moaning for him—letting him know that he’s giving her pleasure.”
Abbey felt as tight as a wire inside. Hearing the big Monstrum describe all this carnal activity in his deep, growling voice while he was sitting so close to her was driving her crazy.
“Is she…is she going to…to come?” she finally got out.
“Mmm, I think so. He seems to have good technique—he knows just how to lick her to give her pleasure,” Solon rumbled approvingly. “He has her thighs spread wide and he’s sucking her sweet little clit…” He paused for a moment. “I hope I’m not being too graphic.”
“No, no—go on,” Abbey urged him. “I…I want to know what’s happening.”
Just then a series of moans from the screen let her know that the princess was reaching her orgasm.
“She’s coming now,” Solon growled and Abbey could feel how tense he was, sitting beside her. “Coming for him and pulling his hair—she doesn’t hold back her pleasure. It’s beautiful to watch.”
“You…you like watching her come?” Abbey asked. She couldn’t quite believe they were having this conversation, but it was hot and she didn’t want to stop.
“I love to watch a woman abandon herself to pleasure,” he growled softly. “There’s nothing more beautiful than a female moaning and crying her pleasure as she comes.”
“Oh,” was all Abbey could think of to say. “Er…what are they doing now?”
“He’s lifting her up in his arms—he’s taking her to the bed,” Solon reported. “He laid her down on the mattress and now he’s stripping off his clothes.”