Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 47126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47126 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 236(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 157(@300wpm)
“Glare at me all you want. Your ass, tits, cunt, and mind are fucking mine.”
“You’re a pig.”
“Sticks and stones, baby.” He turned her around and forced her to bend forward. She yelped as he pulled the bottom of her uniform up to her waist. He saw the virginal cotton panties she wore and thrust them down to her thighs. His cock thickened at the sight before him. Her cunt was creaming. The scent of her pussy filled the air. Licking his lips, Brandon ran a hand over her ass, loving the feel of her soft skin against his palm. There was so much more he wanted to do to her. Touching her ass was so innocent in comparison to what he actually wished to give her. She wasn’t ready for his cock, and he wasn’t ready for her claiming.
With the other species arriving he needed to have his mind focussed on the game and not on his woman.
She moaned as he ran his hand over her ass cheek.
“Where did he hit?” Brandon asked.
“The other cheek,” she said. He stroked her ass, moving his fingers across to her other. “No, I meant the other.”
Smiling, Brandon caressed both ass cheeks. “There is no mark on this beautiful ass, but I know what you need, baby.”
Without waiting for an answer, he cupped her pussy in his palms. She cried out but ground her pelvis against his hand. His poor mate was desperate for release. Slipping his middle finger between her silken folds, Brandon felt her wetness. The vanilla scent grew stronger making his mouth water for a taste of her.
“What are you doing to me?” she asked.
“I’m giving you pleasure. Open for me, Elle. I’ll make you feel good.”
She nodded her head, opening her thighs. He added a second finger between her folds, massaging her clit. She cried out, then moaned. Her hips shook against his touch.
“Give it to me, baby. Give me those screams.”
“It feels so good.”
Flipping her onto her back, Brandon tore the dress from her body. Her eyes were glazed as she stared back at him. He held her gaze for as long as she let him. Within seconds she stared at his chest then down. His cock was hard pressing against his jeans.
“Show me,” she said.
Their connection was growing. He was feeling her mind opening up to him. The woman beneath him was nervous but turned on. If she let him, all the walls between them would break down and he’d never have to worry about her safety again.
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Elle didn’t know what to do. One moment she was angry at him, annoyed with him for hurting someone because of her, and in the next she wanted him naked. His chest grabbed her attention. The tattoos along his back and up his arms stood out in and appeared to be alive.
She wanted to see his cock. The thick shaft pressed against his jeans tempted her to let loose. His fingers felt so good on her body.
Closing her eyes, she tried to fight the pull of him, but he wasn’t having any of it.
“No, you look at me,” he said. “You don’t have to look at my eyes, but you have to look at me.”
He opened the top button of his jeans. His cock became visible as he peeled away the layers of clothing. She gasped as the thick mushroomed head stood out in front of him. Brandon was long, thick, and totally erect. This was the first cock, apart from in books, she’d seen.
His jeans disappeared as he joined her on the bed. Staring down her body she was aware how not perfect she was. Brandon looked like he’d stepped out of a woman’s wet dream. What did he really think of her?
She tried to cover her body with her hands. He took both her hands in one of his. “No, you’re not hiding away from me,” he said.
He pinned her hands above her head, stopping her from moving. “I’m taking that kiss now, baby,” he said.
Nodding her head, she waited for his lips on hers.
Don’t look at him.
Why not?
I don’t know. I can’t look at him. I’m not allowed to look at him.
Before she got chance to analyse the words, Brandon’s lips were on hers. Elle lost all sense of thought when his lips touched hers. He was a dream with his mouth.
His tongue licked her lips. She opened to him. Brandon delved in, caressing her tongue and mouth. He made love to her mouth. Was this what he intended to do with her body? Did he want to love her pussy like he was loving her mouth?
One of his hands held both of hers captive while his other explored her body. He broke the kiss, staring into her eyes. She fought the urge to look away and lost. He sighed but didn’t stop the magic he was creating with his touch.