Total pages in book: 187
Estimated words: 188957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188957 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
I’m shaking now. I’m trembling and I just want him to end this torture.
I just want him to take me.
I just want him to give it to me.
“I will,” I tell him, my voice thready and barely there. “I’ll do everything you want. Just please… Alaric, I want…”
“I know what you want, Poe,” he says, his eyes glinting. “And I’ll give it to you. But I’m going to prepare you first.”
“P-prepare?”
“Yeah.” He nods. “Because I’m your guardian, aren’t I?”
“Yes.”
“I’m the one who protects you.”
“You do.”
His hands on my thighs flex and tighten. His chest expands under his shirt as well, before he rasps, “So I’m protecting you. Because you’re going to need all the protection for what you want from me and what I can’t fucking wait to give you.”
With those confusing and slightly threatening words, his hands move away from my thighs and go to my panties. His fingers hook on the band and snatch them down my hips and legs before I can even comprehend his intentions.
Just as I notice him throw those panties over his shoulder, I feel it.
I feel the first lick.
It’s hot and wet, wetter than even my pussy, and I whimper.
I twist when the first lick becomes the second and the third before he’s sucking on my flesh. And then I’m shuddering under his ministrations as I try to keep my eyes open. As I try to watch his dark, curly head moving, going up and down and back and forth. As I watch his hands that are back on my thighs, keeping them spread and open.
Then I watch them move and slide and hook under my thighs so he can lift them up and put them over his impossibly broad shoulders.
At which point, I have to close my eyes and hold on.
I have to clutch the sheets and dig my heels in his back.
Because A: that just changed the whole angle and now I’m somehow feeling his tongue in my belly. And B: because he kisses like he eats pussy. Or maybe vice versa.
Maybe he eats pussy like he kisses, I don’t know.
I’m very scattered. I’m very delirious and foggy and fucking restless.
Because he’s eating me out.
He’s sucking on my outer lips, vacuuming them in, lapping up the center of my pussy. When he’s done with that, when he’s satisfied, he goes inside. He thrusts his tongue inside and I dig my heels the hardest that I’ve ever done. Because I feel this pressure, see. This stretch of my hole, so that I can’t help it.
And I guess I hurt him because he grunts.
And then he slurps.
And I lose my mind again except to say to myself that I was right: he does kiss like he eats pussy.
And the moment I think that, I come.
The dam breaks inside of me and I throw my head back, moaning and whimpering, my body leaving the bed too. Or almost, because he puts his hand on my stomach to keep me in place so he can slurp down all my juices like he said he would. Like he said he’d prefer to do over lunch.
I’m not sure when I come back down to earth and into myself. But the next thing I know is that my pussy is still spasming and my heart is still thundering but Alaric is making his way up. And on his way up, he pulls and tugs on things as if he’s impatient. As if he doesn’t like how covered up I am.
He pulls my dress at my ribs.
He tugs at the bodice, the neckline, popping my breast out before going for a long suck of my nipple that threatens to send me into another orgasm. He finishes that by taking a bite out of my tit before moving onto my shoulders and my neck, pulling and pushing the straps of my dress.
Before coming full circle and putting his mouth on me, kissing the fuck out of me.
Making me taste my own juices and God, I love it.
I love my own cum. I think I taste amazing. I taste fabulous.
I’ve tasted my juices before but I never thought I tasted so good and so I can’t take all the credit. I think I taste this fabulous because he’s feeding it to me. Because his taste is mixed in with mine.
And this is getting me so hot that I go back to winding my limbs around him and humping his stomach. I go back to being all needy and demanding even though I just came.
But like before, Alaric has a mind of his own.
Because he breaks the kiss.
Only this time he doesn’t go down, he goes up.
He pushes himself up on his arms and lifts himself up and off my body. Before getting completely off the bed and coming to his feet. I’d be asking him all sorts of questions right now but I’m super mesmerized by his athletic prowess. I’m super mesmerized by the way his body is so large and yet so graceful.