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)
She ran her hand lower, over the thick bulge she could feel in his black leather trousers. God, it was huge! She’d always heard that the Kindred and the Monstrum were hung like horses—it appeared to be true.
“Mmm, curious little virgin, aren’t you?” Solon rumbled as she stroked the long, thick ridge of his cock through his trousers.
Abbey felt her cheeks getting hot.
“I’m not…not really a virgin,” she admitted. “I mean, after what happened back in school…”
“Did you ask for that or enjoy it?” he demanded.
“What? No! It was…was awful,” Abbey said. She tried to push the thought out of her mind. “I don’t want to think about it.”
“I’m sorry, lelka. I’m just trying to say that if you’ve never been loved properly and tenderly by one you gave consent to, then you’re still a virgin.” A big, warm hand cupped her cheek and he leaned forward, getting closer to her. “I hope that one day you’ll feel close enough to me that you’ll want to give me your virginity. But only when you’re ready.”
“I’m feeling more ready than I did,” Abbey admitted. His warm, masculine scent was invading her senses again and she loved the feeling of his hardness under her hand.
“Mmm, well it is the beginning of our Bathing Week,” he pointed out. “Traditionally, we would wash each other in the bathing pool and then I would massage you all over with scented oils.”
“Oh, you mean…touch each other naked?” Abbey asked breathlessly.
“Yes. But only if you want to,” he promised. “If you’d rather not, we don’t have to. I know how shy you are of the bathing pool since you fell into it our first night together.”
“I…I don’t think I’d mind it if you were with me the whole time,” Abbey told him. “If you held me and didn’t let me go.”
“I can promise you now that I’ll never let you go, Abbey.” His voice was unexpectedly serious and she had the idea he was talking about more than just swimming in the bathing pool. Her heart thumped but she decided not to answer what he was really saying—as wonderful as the big Monstrum was, she wasn’t quite ready to commit fully yet.
“Well, okay,” she said, still stroking the hard bulge in the front of his trousers. “Let’s do it. Let’s, uh, take a bath together.”
“Mmm, as you wish, lelka. Come, let’s get undressed.”
Abbey was eager to get her clothes off, but she felt suddenly shy when she was naked in front of the big Monstrum. Shy and a little uneasy.
“Hey, we’re not going to…to you know, do it tonight, right?” she asked, looking up at him as they sat back on the couch together. “I mean, because I don’t feel ready for that.”
“Of course not—it’s not our Bonding Week,” he told her. “And even if it was, you wouldn’t have to worry. I won’t make love to you until you tell me you want me to, Abbey. You’re safe with me, even when we’re both unclothed.”
As he spoke, he stroked her cheek and Abbey felt his sincerity. She really was safe with the big Monstrum—it made her feel better…and also more bold.
“Can I touch you, er, unclothed?” she asked, curious again. She wanted to know what that huge bulge she’d felt in his trousers felt like with no fabric or leather between them.
“If you like.” He sat still and Abbey thought he might have his hands outstretched, opening himself for her. “Go on—explore me if you like, lelka,” he rumbled.
She leaned against him again, loving the way his soft fur felt rubbing against her tight nipples. In fact, it felt so good that she spent a little while just rubbing herself against him. As they touched, she could feel the big Monstrum’s lust…but also his restraint. He was determined not to hurt or scare her—it made her feel safe doing whatever she wanted. And what she wanted was more.
Daringly, she reached down to grasp his shaft. It felt hot and hard and silky-smooth in her hand—so here was a place at least where he didn’t have fur, she thought.
She started to stroke lower, but Solon unexpectedly caught her by the wrist.
“You’d better be careful, lelka. If you touch the base of my shaft, you’ll be stung by my pleasure spines.”
“Pleasure spines?” Abbey lifted her eyebrows in confusion. “What are those?”
“Tiny, short hairs that cover my balls and the base of my shaft,” Solon explained. “They ‘sting’ the female I’m mating with and inject pleasure chemicals that cause an instant orgasm.”
“They do?” Abbey was immediately intrigued.
“Yes, and if you’re not careful you’re going to find out for yourself,” he warned.
“Maybe I don’t want to be careful,” Abbey said.
“Well…” His grip on her wrist loosened and he let her go. “Do as you wish, lelka—just remember that I warned you.”