Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 134898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 540(@250wpm)___ 450(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 540(@250wpm)___ 450(@300wpm)
With another thrust of his hips, he pushes deeper into me. The effect is startling—my pussy suddenly goes from feeling pleasantly overfull to absolutely-too-much. My first instinct is to claw my way free and escape him, but I know it’ll hurt his feelings. He’s being vulnerable, asking for this. And if Aspeth can be happily married to a Taurian who knotted her in a moon rut, I can surely take Raptor’s knot.
I breathe through it, relaxing underneath him while he pushes deeper.
“It’s a lot, but you’re taking it beautifully,” he croons at me, teasing my clit again. “I’m almost in. You’re amazing, my sweet Gwenna.”
His touch sends little flicks of fire through my body, and I find myself rocking against his hand as he works my sensitive clit. I make little whimpery sounds of pleasure even as the sensation between my legs grows tighter and tighter.
With one final thrust, Raptor gives a belly-deep sigh, and his hands flex on my hips. Did I think I was impaled before? It’s nothing compared to now. My entire body quivers as I take him, and that delicious edge of pleasure and pain returns.
“How…how are you doing?” Raptor manages, voice tight.
I take shallow breaths, adjusting my knees on the mattress. “Well…now I know what the sausage feels like when the cook stuffs it.”
He makes a choked sound of amusement. “Don’t make me laugh. I’ll lose control.”
“You can lose control now,” I tell him softly. “Come inside me, and fill me with your seed, just as you’re supposed to.”
He groans. “My good mate. My sweet mate.”
His mate? I suck in a breath. Why do I love that so much? I shouldn’t put too much into his words, as we’re in the middle of sex. People say things in the heat of the moment. But…his mate. It’s annoying how much I love that. I want to reward him with words of my own. “Fill me up with your seed, then. Give me everything you’ve got, my big, strong bull. Knot me and fill my belly—”
His hands grip my buttocks tight, and then he half snarls my name as he holds me against him. It seems impossible, but his knot feels bigger than ever, and I squirm in place against it—and him.
Raptor leans over me and then he’s pressing me into the mattress, his big body blanketing mine. He braces his weight on his arms to each side of me but he’s still covering me entirely, and all the while, I can feel little clenches in his body that I imagine are spurt after spurt of his seed releasing into me.
He groans and then gives one last push inside me, emptying himself. For a long moment, the only sound is his heavy breathing. If I lift my head, I can see his body over mine, and it reminds me just how small I am compared to him. How he could crush me if he wasn’t careful…but he is always so good with me.
Raptor takes a deep breath, and I can feel his body quiver.
“You all right?” I ask, voice soft.
“Just…feels really good.” He tries to nuzzle me but only manages the top of my head. “I’m going to roll on my side and take you with me, all right?”
“All right.”
He puts an arm around my waist and rolls us together. I resist the urge to squirm against his hips, which are still locked to mine. This is a new sort of sensation, being trapped against a man as his cock remains inside me, huge and noticeable. It’s like I can’t quite come down from sex yet, and when he strokes a hand over one of my breasts, arousal burns through me again.
“We probably shouldn’t have done that…but I can’t say I’m sorry.” He thumbs my nipple, teasing it into a point. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Don’t…be…ridiculous.” I’m breathless as he continues to tease me. “You know I wanted that as much as you.”
“This is new for me, though. Knotting someone I like, someone I care for. I want it to be good for you.”
“You care for me?”
Raptor huffs. “Is that not obvious, woman?” He reaches up and tenderly strokes his knuckles over my cheek. “I’ve been in agony for the last few weeks, obsessed with you when I should have been hunting for Sarya. Thinking I was betraying her every time I had a lusty thought about you. Falling for your personality and your strength even as I was supposed to be focusing on Sarya. Wondering how I was going to keep you safe through all the bullshit that’s been going on. Knowing that if something were to happen to you, I’d lose control. Lose my mucking mind. That I want nothing more than for you to be happy, and I’ll do whatever it takes to get that artificer sash on your shoulder, because what you want has become far more important than anything.”