Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 74631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74631 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
The beast bucked against me and I allowed him to scent her again. Taking in the scent of her sweet arousal. I moaned in unison with his low growl, making my chest rumble with approval.
He nipped her neck and I smiled knowing that he would have me take her. I pushed against him, needing to touch her. He allowed it, too concerned with her exposed neck, a submissive pose. He pulled her fisted hair to the right, forcing her to expose more of her neck to him. My dick hardened watching her submission to him. I needed to touch her, to reward her. My fingers slipped into the waist of her skirt, searching for her slit. I groaned deep in my chest at finding her hot and wet. She wanted this just as much as we did. There’s no doubt that I would be buried deep inside her wanting pussy in only a few seconds. I circled her clit and watched as she writhed beneath me. As soon as she came undone, I promised myself I would take her just as roughly as I’d imagined. I groaned at the thought of her tight, hot pussy clenching around my throbbing dick. Soon.
Those soft moans brought me to my knees, but as her body shook with the rise of her orgasm, I saw her eyes open. Before I could even begin to worry that she would see me, I recognized the daze in her hazel eyes. She was entranced. My heart froze and fell flat.
The magic had spoiled her. She did not submit to me. She was victim to the magic.
With a disgusted swallow, I attempted to gain control of the beast. Stop! I would not allow this to continue knowing that she was under a spell. The magic made you weak, made you do things you would hate yourself for afterward.
I loathed the witch, but the magic was my enemy. My heart pounded in agony, tortured and tormented. It brought her here to tease me, to prove to me what a beast I really am. I won’t let the magic take her as it has taken me.
The beast growled, “Mine” and I pushed back in defiance, but he’d already clamped my teeth onto her shoulder breaking the skin while pinching her clit.
I saw what he wanted. He wanted her writhing beneath me as I fucked her to the ground. Holding her down by her nape with one hand while the other gripped her hips and forced her onto his dick over and over again. He wanted me to rut into her dripping cunt and make her scream in pleasure until she was limp and sated. All the while keeping his fangs pressed into her shoulder. Forcing her to submit to him. To me. To who I truly am. The beast.
But I couldn’t let that happen. As much as the beast and my dick protested, I would loathe myself afterward. She was under the enchantment. I raged against the beast as he growled with satisfaction at the mark on her shoulder. His focus on his mark gave me the power to take over. I willed my body to turn from her and when it complied, I used all of my strength to run from her. I pumped my legs hard, fighting against the pull from the beast as he roared in anger at being taken away from her.
It’s only when we could no longer see her that he fought me for dominance. His only motive was to fuck her with primal need. I’d taken him from her, and he beat against me with a desire to kill. I took his wrath. After all, he may want to kill me, but he cannot. Had that been possible, I would have ended us long ago.
Only the sounds of the gates closing parted us from our rage. My spirit, weak from the fight, submitted to the beast’s will with the knowledge that she was gone. He whined in agony as we watched her take a hopeful glance in our direction before leaving with sadness clouding her eyes.
Two months of fantasizing. Two months of remembering. Two months of longing to relive that one small moment…
Alone in the castle, time tempts me to a craze.
I can still taste her on my tongue. The beast lets out a soft growl of approval at the memory. I wish I hadn’t let her go. If only I’d been strong enough to overtake the beast. I could’ve kept her until the magic gave her a clear mind once again.
With a clear mind though, she wouldn’t want us.
My fist strikes the table, splitting the wood in half. The crack echoes through the vast walls of the castle. There’s no doubt she only allowed me to give her pleasure because she was not of sound mind.