Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 54625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54625 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
Not for me.
I could tough it out, wait for my body to heal.
Nox, though, had her own plans.
I saw the spark of heat just below the concern.
Before I could suss out her intention, she was lowering herself down to her knees before me.
At first, I thought she might just be trying to free my ankles so I could sit.
But then her hands were sliding across the front of my pants, heading toward my button and zipper.
Mine, the voice snarled even as desire surged through my system, making my cock thick and straining in a matter of seconds.
By the time she had my pants opened and was reaching inside, I was rock-hard, my balls aching with the need for release.
Nox’s gaze stayed on mine as her hand slipped into my pants and closed around my cock.
The way she sucked in her breath at the feel of me had my cock twitching with need.
She couldn’t keep her gaze on mine then, too curious to see what I was packing.
Which, I had to admit, was more than enough to please her. But maybe a little too much to fit in her mouth. But I was all too happy to watch and feel her try.
A sweet little mewling sound escaped her as her hand automatically tightened around me, then slid down to the base.
Her other hand moved out, gently closing around my balls, fingers massaging lightly as she leaned in.
My breath hissed out as her tongue teased up the bottom of my cock, then traced around the head, lapping up the pre-cum there.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned, all thoughts of my pain dissipating as her lips slid around the head and sucked me in.
She kept moving down, testing her ability to take me deeper, pausing when her gag reflex engaged. Then fighting past it, taking me deeper.
“Oh, sweetness,” I groaned as my head hit the back of her throat and her fingers gave my balls a tiny little tug.
I damn near came right then and there.
But I wanted to feel everything she had to offer before I gave in to that need.
“You’re taking me so deep,” I said as she moved up, then all the way back down again.
Nox moaned around my cock. Like she was enjoying this just as much as I was.
I could smell her desire, that sweet, secret scent of hers.
Mine.
She would be. Mine. Every fucking inch of her.
Just not yet.
Right now, I was going to enjoy the way she worked me faster and harder, swallowing back the taste of me, working me with her mouth and hands. And all the while, I could sense her own desire growing, pooling, damn near enough to be fucking dripping down her legs.
But all she cared about right then was getting me off.
“Fuck,” I groaned, arms yanking at my shackles, wanting to touch her, to sink my fingers into her silky hair, to grab the back of her head, holding her flush against my body, her throat clenching around me as I came down her throat.
Seeming to sense that need, she took me all the way down just as I came, dripping down her throat, that strange, primal part of me reveling in the idea of my come inside of her.
She worked me for a moment afterward, making sure she got every drop of come out of me before she slowly moved back up and let my cock slip out from between her lips with a pop.
When she glanced up at me, her eyes were pools of desire. Little tears had slipped down her cheeks from gagging, but she didn’t reach up to wipe them away.
“Take off my chains,” I demanded, my voice rough. “Now, sweetness.”
She reached out automatically, releasing my ankles, then getting to her feet to free my wrists.
Before she had any idea of my intentions, I grabbed her, slammed her back against the wall, yanked down her pants and panties, and buried my face in her sweet, wet pussy.
Mine mine mine.
A ragged moan escaped her as my tongue slid up and around her clit.
Her hips rocked restlessly, trying to get relief as my tongue flicked at her clit, teasing, not quite giving her what she needed.
“Daemon, please,” she whimpered, her hand grabbing the back of my head, holding me against her. As if I had any intentions of stopping before she was panting and trembling.
My hand slid up her inner thigh before I slipped two of my fingers inside her tight pussy, feeling her walls clench around them as a low moan escaped her.
She was so needy, so close already.
Twisting my fingers, I started to stroke them against her top wall, getting fast, frantic whimpers out of her as I drove her relentlessly toward the edge.
Then, with a choked moan, she came, her pussy spasming, her legs shaking.
I kept working her through it, dragging it out for all it was worth. Until she was quite literally too weak-kneed to stand, leaving her sliding down the wall.