Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 101147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101147 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
I sink down against the pillow, light starting to stream in from the openings above. I clench my eyes closed and think about the fact that I have a wife now.
Kaja was so fucking hot, it was inevitable that I would come in my pants. Her pretty pussy had taken everything I gave her. I fucked her with my fingers, my tongue, several vibrators, and a glass dildo. And I haven’t even gotten to her sweet ass yet. I need to spend the morning working a plug into it.
Gods, I want to fuck her. I want to shove my cock into all her hot holes and leave a piece of myself behind. I didn’t expect to want her so badly, and not just because she’s lovely and female. I like Kaja.
Nothing is going the way I planned. Luckily my pants clean themselves, or I would be forced to ask the gnomes for some shorts.
I snuggle down on the pallet and reach for my wife. I’m going to pull her close, and maybe I can convince her to have some morning fun. She should be out of the influence of the aphrodisiac now. I can cuddle with her and kiss her neck. I can kiss her and lick up to her ears where I’ll nip at her lobes before taking her mouth. She loves kissing. Every time I kiss her, she softens and flowers open. If she asks me to fuck her this time, I can do so in good conscience. I’m a married man. The thought runs through my head with no small bit of satisfaction. I took a consort. My future is secure. The sunscreen project will be back under my management in a week or so. In the meantime, I plan to enjoy our bonding time with a little bump and grind. I’ll make sure she gets off first, though. I’m pretty sure I won’t last long once I get inside her.
“Kaj?” I lift my head when I can’t feel her next to me.
The night before, she fell asleep in my arms, completely exhausted from the pleasure I gave her. The aphrodisiac was strong, taking hours to leave her system. She would settle down from one orgasm, and the fever would start again. I was relieved when she finally closed her eyes and let her head rest on my chest. I was proud of the smile that curled her lips up as her breathing became soft and even. I put that smile there.
And now she is gone. I force myself up. She wouldn’t run. Please don’t let her run.
I catch sight of something at the end of the bed.
“Kaja? Holy crap!” What the fuck is that? I start to back up but realize I’m already against the edge of the tent. I wonder briefly if I can tunnel under and out. It seems like a bad idea to turn my back on the brown wolf sitting on my bed. A wolf. On my bed. I hold my hands up. “Nice doggy.”
I say doggy, but I know what’s sitting in front of me. It’s a wolf, an elegant, lovely wolf that is probably going to kill me and eat me for breakfast. How the hell did something so predatory manage to get into the marketplace? There’s supposed to be some form of security, right?
Kaja. My heart clenches. Where is my consort?
I don’t see my wife’s bloody body anywhere. I have to assume she got away. It would have been nice if she gave me a heads-up on the carnivore using our bedroom as a hunting ground, but I’m just relieved she isn’t dead.
The wolf sits back on its haunches. I go still. Maybe Kaja went to get Beck. Yes, Kaja managed to sneak out, and she will bring my warrior king cousin. I hoped it’s Beck and not Cian who rushes in to save me. If Ci comes running, I’ll likely get a lecture on the habits of wolves while Cian cowers behind me hoping to get eaten last. Beck is the only way to go in a situation like this.
I stare at the creature because I can’t help it. The wolf is beautiful. Her brown coat is glossy and looks incredibly soft. Something about her—I’m sure the wolf is female—calls to me. She has to weigh at least a hundred pounds. Her face is delicate, and there’s an intelligence about her that draws me in.
“Hello, girl,” I say quietly, curiosity quickly overriding my fear.
The wolf sits patiently. She makes no aggressive moves. I know I should try to get away from the vicious predator that made her way into my bed, but I feel compelled to put my hand out.
The wolf immediately places her head under my outstretched hand. She pushes against me, begging me for a pet.
“Oh, you’re a sweet thing, aren’t you,” I say, stroking the wolf. I grin, fairly certain she isn’t going to tear out my throat. She wants some affection. Her fur is like silk under my fingers. “I always have had a way with the ladies. Apparently my charm crosses over to all species.”