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)
“I’ll remember,” she said, sliding her hand lower. “I just—oh!”
Her words cut off with a gasp because she had reached the base of his shaft and, sure enough, a feeling like being stung by nettles was coursing through her. But almost at once the tiny, sharp pain turned into a big, overwhelming pleasure.
“Oh…oh my God!” Abbey moaned as sensations shot through her. It felt like her hand was coming. It was the strangest feeling imaginable but still somehow incredibly pleasurable. For a moment she couldn’t let go—almost as though she was being electrified. Then the peak of the pleasure passed and she was able to release the thick pole of flesh.
“Are you all right, lelka?” Solon growled softly. “Did you come just now?”
“I…I think I might have—in…in a way,” Abbey panted.
“I hope touching my pleasure spines didn’t hurt or scare you,” he murmured and she shook her head.
“No, you warned me—I knew what to expect. I just didn’t think it would be so…so intense.”
“I see. Well do you want to explore each other more or are you ready for a dip in the bathing pool?” he rumbled.
“The bathing pool, please. As long as you’ll hold me the entire time we’re in the water,” Abbey told him.
“Of course I will, come with me.” He took her hand and they rose from the couch. Abbey heard the big Monstrum suck in a breath.
“What? What is it? Is something wrong?” she asked, beginning to feel self-conscious. After all, she hadn’t ever lost that weight she had gained recently and here she was standing naked in front of him.
“Nothing is wrong. Can I just tell you how beautiful you are, lelka? I know you can’t see yourself but you take my breath away with all that smooth, bare skin and your beautiful full breasts and hips,” he growled softly.
“Oh, um, thank you.” Abbey could feel herself blushing with pleased embarrassment. “I always feel like I should lose some weight,” she said.
“Never!” Solon growled. “Then you might lose your Elite figure. You’re gorgeous just as you are, lelka. Please don’t starve yourself and lose your curves.”
“Well…all right.” Abbey smiled up at him. “If you say so.”
“I do. Now come—let’s go to the bathing pool.” And he led her from the couch to the bathroom.
Abbey went with him willingly, her bare breasts swaying with every step. She couldn’t believe she was doing this of her own free will, but somehow she felt so comfortable with the big Monstrum. Every time he touched her, she felt a flow of love and desire and devotion—it made her feel like a goddess—no man had ever made her feel like that before.
Once they reached the bathroom and Solon turned off the child safety feature which covered the vast turquoise pool, he climbed in first.
“Just come to the edge and I’ll lift you in,” he told Abbey. “Can you see my arms at all?”
“Er…vaguely.” He was mostly just a big golden blur to her, but she thought she could make out two other golden blurs which must be his arms.
“Just come to me, lelka—I’ll never drop you,” he promised.
“All right.” Feeling slightly nervous, Abbey stepped to the edge and leaned forward.
She felt two strong hands wrapping around her waist and then she was being lifted into the water. She was a little panicked at first, but Solon kept an arm firmly around her, holding her up in the warm pool.
Abbey clung to him, rubbing against his side and noticed that somehow being wet made his fur feel even more silky against her bare skin.
“Now, then—let’s do this so I can bathe you.”
Solon lifted her again and sat her on a ledge on the side of the tub.
“Oh!” Abbey exclaimed. Reaching down, she gripped the sides of the ledge. She was in the water from her waist down but from the waist up she was in the warm, slightly damp air. Her nipples felt tight and sensitive as she sat there completely naked. And then she felt something else—like something crawling along her arm.
“Oh! Oh my God!” she gasped, nearly falling off the ledge as she brushed frantically at her arm. “What’s that?”
“It’s all right, don’t panic,” Solon put his hands on her knees to steady her. “It’s just the pleasure vines that ring the edge of the tub,” he told her. “They have flowers on them that, er, like to suck things. It’s my guess they’re interested in your nipples.”
“Suck things?” Abbey wasn’t sure about that. “Does it hurt?”
“Not in my experience—it’s actually quite pleasurable,” Solon said. “But I can shoo them away if you want.”
“Well…no. I guess if it doesn’t hurt…” Abbey liked to try new things and as long as the pleasure vines weren’t painful, she thought it wouldn’t hurt to let their flowers suck her nipples.
“Very well then—just sit still and let them reach you,” Solon told her.