Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 110034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 550(@200wpm)___ 440(@250wpm)___ 367(@300wpm)
I get down to my knees, the water splashing around me, getting behind her ass, then spread her legs with my hands. I dip my head, my mouth watering already. I waste no time in licking her. Tasting her. She moves back into my hands, wanting more already.
“Starving, aren’t you?” I murmur against her wetness. I’m practically drowning in her and it makes me feel godly to know that this is all because of me.
She makes a tight little noise and I thrust my stiff, long tongue deep inside her. She stiffens, that little noise evolving into a deep and primitive moan as she squeezes and milks my tongue. Her inhibitions left her a long time ago.
The orgasm tears through her, seeming to take her by surprise. One moment she’s pushing her ass into my face, eager for more, the next she’s convulsing, bucking like a wild horse.
I keep at her, relentless till the end. I don’t stop at one orgasm, I go the distance. She comes again and again as I suck at her, lap her up, until she finally collapses into the water, the shimmering purple and white splashing up her sides. She looks more like a fairy girl now than ever.
I watch her lying there, her back rising and falling rapidly, her fingers splayed in the white moss.
Then I become the greedy one.
I reach down and flip her over, lifting her up a few inches so she’s just out of the glittering water. I spread her legs, her cunt looking extra pink now in the glow of the cave, still wet from my mouth, and I loom over her, covering her with my body.
“Hello,” she says to me in this soft voice, running her hands over my shoulders with a tenderness that moves me. Her big eyes look deep into mine.
“Hello,” I answer. I’m not one for sweet talk, bed talk, anything soft. But it would feel rude not to answer her. “I’m going to fuck you senseless now.”
She grins, biting her lip as she pops her hips up and wraps her legs around my waist. “Okay.”
I push myself into her with a low moan. She’s so warm. So soft. She’s velvet inside. She squeezes and holds my cock with a greedy sort of hunger, like she’ll never let go, and I hope she never does. Then she rolls her hips under me, wanting me to go in deeper. She’s so small and tight and I know my size pushes her to the limit, but even so she acts like she can’t get enough. Whatever I give her, she takes and takes and takes.
This queen.
My queen.
I shove inside her as far as I can go, kiss her neck, breathe in deeply. She smells like a woman. Sweet, mortal. Like pears grown overripe on the tree, ready to be picked. Soft inside, so soft, so tender. Fragrant. Smooth. Curved. Beautiful. In my hands, on my cock, getting messier by the second.
I pull back and notice she’s staring past my shoulder with a look of awe on her face. I crane my neck to look up. There’s a giant crystal above us on the ceiling of the cavern, reflecting the image of us from below. She’s staring at the two of us fucking; my body big and dark, hers pale and small, my ass clenching as I drive myself into her, her dark hair spilling back on the white moss, the pastel water lapping at our skin.
Fucking paradise.
“Do you like what you see?” I murmur to her, turning my attention back to the kissable skin of her neck. “Do you like watching me fuck you like this? See how tiny you are underneath me, how wild you look? How well you take me, like this was what you were destined for?”
She lets out a strangled cry and I drive up into her even harder.
“My queen takes my cock like she lives for it,” I whisper, tongue around her ear, causing her to tremble beneath me.
Her grip on me tightens and she moves her head back to look me in the eyes, both want and determination warring in them. She licks my upper lip in a kiss that brings out a hot spike of need. Feverish. Wild.
I want to lose myself in this. I want to lose myself in ways I’ve never let myself be lost to. My life, my world, is controlled by me but here, inside her, I just want to be free.
Fuck. Guess these crystals still have an influence on me, too. My thoughts are getting away from me. I need to just fuck, need to let loose this beast.
I grind into her, deeper, deeper now, wanting to unleash myself but managing to calm the surge in my dick. Barely. I can’t think anymore anyway, nothing is making sense except the movement of my body against hers.