Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94091 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
“You…you really wouldn’t mind?” Lucille asked uncertainly.
“How could I mind serving my “S’rentha?” T’zaren rumbled, looking into her eyes. “It is my greatest pleasure to be of service to you, Lucille. To give you whatever you need, whenever you need it.”
He slid to the ground, which put his head at the height of her full breasts. Lucille moaned and sat forward eagerly, thrusting her chest out for him. Palming a full globe in each hand, T’zaren sucked one tight peak into his mouth.
The effect on Lucille was immediate. She gasped and threw back her head, pressing her breasts more fully into his hands and mouth.
“Yes, T’zaren!” she moaned. “Oh, God, yes!”
T’zaren loved to hear her moans of pleasure and his name on her lips made his shafts ache. He could feel his Sen Stripe flaring over and over again as he drew the sweet nectar from her breasts and Lucille moaned and ran her fingers through his hair.
At last there was no more nectar but T’zaren knew there were other juices he longed to taste. Slowly he drew back, letting the nipple he was sucking slip from between his lips.
Lucille’s eyes, which had been squeezed shut with pleasure, slowly fluttered open.
“Oh, T’zaren—that felt so good I almost…almost came,” she panted. “But why did you stop?”
“Because, my S’rentha,” it appears there are other areas in need of my attention,” T’zaren murmured. He nodded at the black lace panties she was wearing, which now had a large damp spot on them.
Lucille bit her lip, looking half embarrassed/half aroused.
“I can’t help getting wet when you suck my nipples like that,” she murmured. “I just love the feeling of your mouth on me.”
“Then let me put my mouth where you need me most,” T’zaren growled. “You have no idea how much I long to taste your sweet pussy again, Lucille. Please—let me take off that lacy little undergarment and worship you properly.”
Her blush got deeper and she let out a nervous little laugh. In the past, he would have interpreted this as her not being serious enough. But T’zaren thought he was beginning to understand that sometimes she laughed when she felt uncertain or shy.
“I never thought I’d ever find a guy who likes to go down—er, worship me like you do,” she said shyly.
“Worshiping your pussy with my tongue is my deepest desire,” T’zaren assured her, feeling his shafts surge again. “Please, my S’rentha—let me worship you.”
“Well…seeing as how you’re already down there…” A naughty glint came into her eyes. “I guess I can allow it. But maybe you’d like to take my panties off first?”
“With pleasure,” T’zaren growled. He reached for her but she put up a finger to stop him.
“Uh-uh. I want you to do it the same way you did at the stronghold. Take them off with your teeth.” Then, still holding his eyes, she lay back on the mattress, giving him better access to her soft, sweet pussy.
The order made T’zaren so hot he could hardly bear it. Gods, was there anything better than serving a female sexually who knew exactly what she wanted? He thought not.
“As my S’rentha wishes,” he growled. Leaning over her, he rubbed his cheek against her pussy mound and breathed deeply, inhaling her feminine scent. Gods, how he wanted her! Wanted to bond her to him and know she was his forever. But for now, tasting her would be enough, he told himself.
“Hurry up, T’zaren!” Her words were somewhere between an order and a plea.
“Mmm, my S’rentha—I’m just breathing you in. Love your sweet scent,” he murmured.
“I know, but I love the way you taste me—I want to feel your mouth on me again!” Lucille shifted her hips restlessly and he could see the need on her lovely face.
Knowing that she wanted him so badly made him even hotter and suddenly T’zaren couldn’t help himself any longer. Grasping the top of the lacy panties between his teeth, he pulled them down, revealing her soft, sweet little pussy which was already shiny with her juices.
The sight made him groan with desire. Gods, he loved how much honey she made! Unable to wait a moment more, he wound his arms around her thighs and split her wide before diving in, tongue first.
“Oh!” Lucille gasped but her exclamation of surprise soon became one of pleasure, “Ohhhhh!” as T’zaren spread her plump pussy lips with his tongue and lapped deeply into her slippery inner folds. He could feel her trembling all around him, her pussy gushing even more honey which he eagerly lapped up as he explored her thoroughly with his tongue.
He loved her flavor and her taste but almost as much, he loved the way she pulled his hair and scratched his shoulders while she called his name and begged him not to stop…never to stop because she was close…so damn close!