Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47749 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 239(@200wpm)___ 191(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
“Oh, my!” she murmured, looking down at it. Like all Kindred, Rax was very well endowed and his shaft was already half erect, just from feeling her soft little hands on him and watching her full, bare breasts jiggle as she moved. Breenah couldn’t seem to stop staring at it. “Is that…?”
“That’s my shaft, sweetheart,” Rax growled. “The male part of me.”
“It’s so big!” Breenah breathed, her eyes wide.
“It’s gonna get even bigger if you keep standing so close with your beautiful curvy body on display,” Rax warned her.
But his words didn’t seem to have any effect on her. Or rather, they only made her more curious. She put out two fingers to stroke his length and gasped when it jerked in response.
“Oh! It moves!”
“Because you touched it,” Rax growled. Damn, he was trying not to lose control here, but having the temping little virgin so close to his bare shaft made that damn difficult!
“Did I hurt you?” she asked, looking up with wide eyes.
Rax shook his head.
“No, sweetheart. Actually, it feels good when you touch me—as long as you’re gentle,” he added, thinking that she’d certainly never handled male equipment before and probably didn’t know the first thing about how to do it.
“So I can do this, as long as I’m gentle?” And she wrapped her soft fingers around his shaft and began to stroke him up and down.
“Ah…Gods!” Rax gasped, his whole body stiffening as his shaft came to full erection. Damn, her sweet little hands felt good on him!
“Oh—it’s getting even bigger and harder!” Breenah exclaimed, though she didn’t stop stroking.
“Yeah…told you it would,” Rax panted. “Take it easy, sweetheart—you’re gonna make me shoot,” he added. It had been a long time since he’d visited the Pairing Puppets aboard the Mother Ship to “let off steam”, as the humans said. He wasn’t going to have his usual staying power, especially with her stroking and caressing him like this.
“Shoot?” She looked up at him, her brow creasing in confusion. “Shoot what? What do you mean?”
“Shoot my seed—my cum…my cream,” Rax clarified. “Gods, little girl—that feels so good!” he added in a growl, because she was still stroking him.
But now Breenah had found something new—his trousers had slipped down his hips, revealing not just his shaft, but his balls as well.
“What are these?” she asked, reaching under his shaft with one hand to lightly brush his sac.
“Gods!” Rax gasped as the light touch sent an electric spark of desire through his whole body. “Those are my balls, sweetheart,” he told her. “Where the seed I shoot gets made in the first place. And they’re very delicate,” he added. “So no squeezing!”
“What about touching like this, though?” And she slipped one small hand under his sac to cup his heavy balls in her palm.
Rax groaned hoarsely at her gentle touch. Her other hand was still curled around his shaft and stroking up and down—whether she knew it or not, she was basically jerking him off.
“Yeah, that…that’s all right,” he somehow managed to get out. “But I swear to the Goddess, if you don’t stop you’re gonna make me shoot—I won’t be able to help myself because your hands feel so good on me.”
“So…my hands feel on your shaft and balls the way your mouth felt on my nipples?” Breenah asked curiously.
“Exactly, sweetheart.” Rax nodded and tried to bite back another moan. “And if you keep on touching me like that, you’re going to give me an orgasm—make me shoot my seed.”
“The same way you’d shoot it into a female to get her pregnant?” Breenah asked, looking up at him.
“Uh-huh.” Rax nodded, not trusting himself to speak.
“But where do you shoot it?” she asked, still stroking him. “Into her belly button?” And she nodded down at her own as she spoke.
“Uh-uh.” Rax shook his head. Gods, he was getting so damn close!
“Where then?” Breenah persisted. Her voice dropped to a hushed whisper. “He doesn’t put it in her…you know, her slit, does he?”
“That’s exactly where he puts it, little girl,” Rax groaned. “Deep in her hot little pussy slit. He fills her up with his shaft and then he fills her with his cum—his seed. He shoots it deep in her pussy and her womb to make her pregnant.”
“You have so many names for things,” Breenah remarked. “But how does the male fit himself in the female? Especially if he’s as big as you are,” she added, looking down at his shaft which she continued to stroke almost idly.
“Wulvens—my tribe of Wulvens anyway—have a special kind of chemical in our precum and saliva that helps a female stretch to take a shaft deep in her pussy,” he told her hoarsely.
“You mean…this stuff?” She rubbed one curious finger over the broad, flaring crown of his cock which was now leaking slippery, clear precum freely.