Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 41143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 206(@200wpm)___ 165(@250wpm)___ 137(@300wpm)
"What?"
"I mean, what about you? Have you ever…" I wish I could take every word back. I'm an idiot, because I already know the answer. How could I not? I was hoping for something different. "Never mind." I lick my lips and swallow, watching the gold in his eyes turn coppery and dark.
He jerks me up another inch, my hips hovering off the edge of the bed, so close to his mouth that each breath he lets out warms me, and I squirm.
"Do you want to know if I've done this before?" He presses a long kiss to my inner thigh, and it pulls a squeal out of me as my hips shake in his hands. "I'll tell you. No. No one, ever. I've never had a woman cum for me before, you were the first. Never tasted a woman, you will be the first. And, no, never fucked one. Not today, but soon, you will be my first."
My mouth falls open. How can that be true? He's a man. Like a man, man, I'd imagine him fucking his way through every single day of his adult life, just because he can.
"Don't look at me like that, precious girl. I have my reasons for the choices I've made. And the first time I saw you, you became the reward for holding off. I was so fucking thankful I'd never touched anyone before. I don't want anything between us, not even the memory of someone else. I'm a fucking virgin. You're about to get my mouth cherry. I've never had any practice, but trust me, I know what I'm doing. I know it somewhere deep down, like knowing how to breathe or how to eat."
"I believe you."
"That's good. But it's time I proved it to you. And myself. You're my precious unicorn, you know that? One of a kind, someone I didn't think existed. My magical, precious creature."
6
Allister
Her scent has turned me into someone I barely recognize. Something new has come awake in me, one that wants my teeth on her. That wants my marks on the softest parts of her body. That wants my cum on her, in her, seeping out of every hole because they all belong to me.
They're mine to do with as I please.
And I please.
I want my face lodged between her thighs until she understands what the word 'claimed' means. It's not what she thinks, I guarantee it. Because with me, it's permanent. It's an imprint on us both that will never be undone.
"I'm going to take care of you, Leah. You're giving me a gift, a precious gift, and I'm going to make you feel so good, baby."
I want her to know how much I honor what she's about to let me do to her. It's perfect. She's perfect.
Inside my head, an animal is up and pacing. I want her hard and fast, but I'll hold on to the civilized part of me, because her first time should be gentle. That's what she deserves. But I can't promise they will all be this way. She's unleashed something in me I can barely contain.
My need to be inside her pounds like a second pulse. She's so small, I'm not sure it'll work. But when the time comes, I'll take whatever her tiny body can give me. Shit, if all I ever get inside her is the head of my cock, I'll die the happiest man alive. But right now, it's my tongue I want in there, and I can't wait another second.
"Tongue first," I growl, and I sink the thick length of my tongue between her dripping folds, driving it into her with one thrust. My hands wrap around her upper thighs and lift, until only her shoulders rest on the bed and her pussy is fitted to my mouth.
She's hot and wet, and the first taste of her sends me reeling. She's sweet, with a tang underneath, a flavor made just and only for me, and I swallow hard as it spreads over my tongue and down my throat, making her part of me forever.
Her arms fly wide as I push into her virgin opening, but I go deeper. I have to. My tongue barely fits, and I watch her fist the white duvet as I fuck her slowly with my mouth. Her membrane gives against my tongue, and I swirl around the smallest part of her, memorizing her virginity in my mouth. I want to keep this, to carry it with me for the rest of my life.
I moan along with her yelps, pushing my face as far into her pussy as it'll go, tasting the deepest parts of her. Her walls have a texture, tiny flickering petals that tighten and loosen as I rub my face over her.
The pleasure of her arousal on my tongue is almost too much. This is the best and proudest moment of my life, knowing she chose to give me this. My dick punches upward, fighting to get at her, my need a sharp, stinging thing. It twists low in my gut. But I won't take her like that today. It's not time, not yet.