Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 126848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 634(@200wpm)___ 507(@250wpm)___ 423(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 634(@200wpm)___ 507(@250wpm)___ 423(@300wpm)
Dra’vik gave her a slow, hot smile as he carried her to the bedroom and lowered her gently to the big, round bed.
“Good,” he told her. “Then spread your legs for your Master and let me in.”
Feeling like she’d been plunged into one of her own erotic fantasies, Iyanna did as he commanded.
The big Drake knelt beside the bed, his big, warm hands caressing her inner thighs. But instead of diving in, he seemed to take a moment to admire her, spread as she was like a feast before him.
“Gods, I love how naked you are,” he growled hoarsely. “No fur or feathers or scales—nothing but a little patch of curls between your legs and all this soft, sweet, bare skin…”
He ran his big hands up and down her thighs and then higher, stroking the curves of her waist and breasts as he spoke. His touch made Iyanna shiver with need and anticipation.
“And this sweet spot is the most naked of all,” he murmured, his hands finally sliding back down to frame her pussy. “Your tender little cunt, so open and wet and slippery—so ripe and dark—you remind me of a sweet, juicy valla berry. Especially your little Goddess pearl.”
Dipping into her pussy mouth for moisture, he traced a lazy pattern with one fingertip around and around her aching little button, making Iyanna gasp and jerk her hips as her body hummed with pleasure.
“Oh, Dra’vik—Master—please!” she moaned. “Please, I want…I need…”
He arched an eyebrow at her, his eyes half lidded with lust.
“Maybe you need my tongue where my finger is now? Hmm?” he rumbled. “Like this, little girl?”
Leaning forward, he traced the same pattern around her clit with the tip of his tongue.
The feeling of his wet warmth sliding over her flesh made Iyanna shiver and moan all over again. God, he was good with his tongue! And he was so hot—literally, because his flesh was so much warmer than a human man’s.
She couldn’t help comparing this with the one time Ian had actually made an effort to go down on her instead of just giving the outside of her pussy a few half-hearted licks. She’d been so eager—so excited for him to finally fulfill this fantasy—this need she’d had for so long.
Unfortunately, he had decided to brush his teeth right beforehand. And so his mouth had been icy cold. When he had finally parted her pussy lips and lapped her inner folds, it was like being poked with an icicle—not a pleasant sensation. Iyanna had wound up tapping his shoulder pretty quickly, letting him know she was ready for the “main event,” even though she really wasn’t. But anything to keep from feeling his freezing mouth between her legs!
Her experience with Dra’vik couldn’t have been more different. His mouth was so big and hot and his tongue was talented and extremely dexterous. He seemed to know exactly how to taste her to make her buck her hips. In fact, she found herself almost trying to close her thighs because the pleasure was so intense.
But when her thighs started to close involuntarily, he gave her a stern look and raised his head for a moment.
“No, Iyanna, you’re going to hold still while I taste you,” he growled. “And you’re going to be wide open for me the whole time, so I have full access to your pussy. Do I have to hold you down?”
He demonstrated by placing his big hands on her inner thighs and pressing firmly, holding her open.
“Try to close them now,” he growled softly. “Go on—I want you to try.”
Iyanna tried—she really did. But he had her pinned to the bed, her legs spread wide, unable to move. At the same time, he was pinning her with that stern look, his eyes narrowed and a frown on his sensual lips, as though she had been naughty and he was forced to punish her to teach her a lesson.
When she’d been manacled to the scanner, being unable to move had freaked her out and frightened her badly. But this was turning her on—so much she could hardly breathe. The difference, she thought, was the fact that she trusted Dra’vik. She knew if she asked him in all seriousness to let her up, he would in a heartbeat. But right now he was playing to her fantasy of the strict Master punishing his naughty sub.
“Oh God…no…no I can’t close them,” she moaned. “I…I’m sorry I was bad, Master. Please…what are you going to do to me? How are you going to punish me? Are you…are you going to fuck me?”
His frown deepened and he shook his head.
“I can’t do that, little girl—for more reasons than you know.”
“Why? Do you think you’re too big? Because I think I could stretch.”
She wasn’t at all sure about this, but she was so turned on she couldn’t help wanting the big Drake—wanting his shaft deep inside her.