Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 124077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
She could already feel a difference—a deep, tingling relaxation spreading through her core—a molten readiness that eased the last threads of anxiety about his size. And now that she was no longer afraid, she wanted him in her desperately.
“Taurex…” she moaned, her hands finding the solid, warm curves of his horns. “Oh God, yes—that feels so good!” She held on tight, her fingers curling against them as he feasted on her.
He looked up at her briefly.
“Good girl,” he growled. “Hold onto my horns while I taste your soft little pussy. Open wide and let me get my tongue deep inside you to get you ready.”
Terra could feel herself getting impossibly wetter as she listened to the soft, slick sounds his mouth made against her. The coil of pleasure in her belly tightened, winding sharper and higher with every movement of his tongue.
Her breaths became ragged pants. The world narrowed to his mouth on her pussy, her hands on his horns, and the desperate, building pressure between her legs.
“I can’t… I can’t hold out,” she moaned, her back beginning to arch. “Oh God, I’m going to come!”
He lifted his head, his lips shiny with her honey and his eyes blazing.
“Then don’t,” he growled. “Come for me, wife. Come all over my face. Let me taste my bride.”
Terra couldn’t have disobeyed if she’d wanted to. With a sharp cry, she felt her pleasure building until she tipped over the edge. The orgasm rushed through her, violent and sweet, her body going tight as she ground herself shamelessly against his mouth.
Taurex held her open, drinking her juices with deep, satisfied groans as she rode the waves of pleasure, her fingers gripping his horns until she knew she would have red marks on her palms the next day. Not that she cared—she had never come so hard before and the sensations rushing through her were all she could think about.
When she collapsed back onto the bed, trembling and utterly spent, Taurex crawled up her body. He pulled her close and kissed her, hard and deep, letting her taste herself on his tongue.
“Mmm,” Terra moaned—she loved it—loved tasting her own secret flavor on his mouth.
When the kiss broke, they were both panting. She looked up at him, dazed and full of a fierce, possessive love.
“How… how do you want me?” she asked. “Because I need you inside me now.”
A slow, heated smile touched his lips.
“Since it is our wedding night,” he rumbled. “I think you should be on top. That way you can take all of me, in your own time.”
His words surprised her a little—her ex had never wanted her to be on top. He considered it “unmanly” to be on the bottom. But Taurex clearly had no such beliefs.
“You want me on top?” she asked, just to be sure.
His eyes went half-lidded and he nodded.
“I want you to ride me, lovely one,” he growled softly. “I want to watch your sweet little pussy swallow my shaft as you fuck yourself on me.”
His hot words sent a shiver of pure need through Terra’s entire body. Her last flicker of nervousness was gone, burned away by his mouth and the liquid warmth between her thighs.
She nodded.
“All right—I want that too.”
“Good.” He rolled onto his back, lying in the center of the wide mattress, his golden eyes never leaving hers. “Then come here.”
Heart pounding—not with fear, but with eager need—Terra moved. She straddled his hips, the white lace of her teddy, a stark contrast against his darker skin. She leaned forward, her hands braced on his chest and kissed him deeply before sitting up.
Her gaze traveled down the magnificent length of his body, over every defined muscle, to where his thick, impressive cock stood between them. Eagerly, she wrapped her fingers around him, stroking slowly, feeling him pulse in her grip. He was so big she couldn’t wrap her fingers all the way around him, and his skin was incredibly soft. It felt like rose petals wrapped around a hot iron bar, Terra thought.
As she continued to stroke him, a ragged groan was torn from his throat.
“Gods, lovely one—don’t tease me!”
“Maybe I liked teasing you.”
Terra gave him a naughty smile, but she stopped stroking him and positioned him at her entrance, the broad, blunt head pressing against her inner pussy. Then she took a deep breath and began to lower herself.
The feeling of his broad head breaching her entrance was surprisingly easy. Though it was bigger than her fist, Terra found herself taking it with ease. She felt no pain at all—only a stretching fullness.
A sigh of pure pleasure escaped her lips—the compound had worked. She felt herself opening, yielding, her inner muscles stretching effortlessly around the invading head as she sank down another inch and then another.
“That’s it,” Taurex groaned, his hands coming to rest on her hips—not demanding, just supporting. “Gods, Terra… you’re so tight around me. So wet for me. Love to feel your soft little pussy taking me deep.”