Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
My Little mate rubs her nose along my length, keeping me hard, mesmerizing me with her instinctive need to nuzzle. I wasn’t sure if this would work, since she’s so totally unconscious, but apparently her state of consciousness is not affecting her magnetic need to inhale my scent.
When she’s in a deep sleep, I force myself to rest for a while. I’ll need to be sharp when she finally wakes up and opens her eyes. It’s not as though I would sleep through her moving around or whimpering. Even the smallest flinch on her part will jerk me awake.
And I’m right. I sleep hard for a few hours, but I’m fully awake again as soon as she starts rubbing her nose against my erection. Her pacifier is no longer in her mouth. She must have dropped it between my thighs.
My mate has one hand under her cheek, and the other is loosely wrapped around my cock. She’s restless, squirming around. Soft sounds escape her lips—a combination of whimpers, moans, and purrs. I suspect she’s experiencing several sensations that are causing her mind to jump around between dealing with the pain from her laceration, the building sexual arousal she must be experiencing, and a growing need to be as close to me as possible.
I wonder if she might awaken. It seems that way. I’m both nervous and excited. I haven’t met her yet even though I’ve claimed her as mine. There are a lot of things I know about my sweet girl, but there are far more things I do not have an inkling about.
I stroke her hair, letting my fingers thread through it as she continues to wiggle against me. I’m going to let her come fully awake on her own.
Luckily the sun is rising. It’s light enough in the room for her to see her surroundings perfectly when she finally opens those eyes.
My mate continues to rub her nose against my shaft. It’s adorable, but I’m gritting my teeth. If she keeps this up, I’m going to come soon. I also don’t want to stop her. Instinct is causing her to burrow against me. My essence is running through her bloodstream now. She can’t help herself. It’s a natural inclination.
Her little hand strokes my cock, and she’s rubbing so hard that my boxers have inched down, causing the tip of my shaft to pop free.
I hold my breath and release her hair to fist my hands at my sides. She’s killing me. Can a lion shifter die from being cock-blocked by an unconscious mate?
I glance down to see precome leaking out of the tip of my erection. My girl is so close to nuzzling me high enough to get my come on her nose. She craves it, which is also natural, but she’s not conscious. I won’t have my mate suckling my dick before I even know her name.
Taking a deep breath, I unfist my hand, stroke my pointer through the drop of white semen, and bring it to her lips. My Little girl’s tongue flicks out, and then she greedily suckles my finger.
Fuck me.
She whines when I remove my digit from her mouth, and I watch, mesmerized as I repeat the process, feeding my mate another drop of my precome. I’m not surprised that she craves my taste, but I feel guilty for indulging her. She has no idea what she’s doing.
After letting her suckle my finger a few more times, I know I need to stop this madness. The last thing I want to do is orgasm all over my own chest and risk her waking up fully while I do so.
It pains me, but I reach for the elastic at the top of my boxers and tug it up over the head of my cock.
Suddenly, my mate gasps. I can’t see her face, but her entire body stiffens, and then she sits upright between my thighs.
The first thing I see is the deep brown of her wide eyes as she stares at me in shock.
Chapter Four
Brea
My heart is racing as I stare down at the nearly naked man in front of me. I can’t make sense of anything.
Several things go through my mind at once, practically on top of each other.
One: this man is a god among men. He’s huge and built. His light brown hair hangs in waves around his shoulders. His blue eyes are mesmerizing and remind me of deep pools of water. His shoulders are broad, and his abs are rock hard. He’s naked from the waist up, so I’m staring at perfection.
Two: I have no idea where I am or why. Who is this man? Why the hell am I sitting between his spread thighs?
Three: I’m naked. Nope… I’m…diapered. The only thing I’m wearing is a thick absorbent material that’s soaked and warm with what I know is my own urine. In fact, I wet myself again now because I’m scared out of my head.