Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 51404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 257(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51404 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 257(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
She reached for him, curling her fingers around his big hand. Then she guided him—slowly, deliberately—to her bare breast.
His touch was like a shock, a jolt of lightning shooting straight through her. The rough pads of his fingers brushed her tight nipple and she almost cried out in relief.
“Oh yes, please…please, Greer! This is what I need, but so much more!” She felt more awake now—the desperate desire seemed to have cleared her head somewhat. At least she wasn’t slurring her words anymore, she thought distractedly. But God, she was in so much pain.
Greer’s big hand froze.
“Little one… no.” He started to pull away, but Sunny tightened her grip, holding him there.
“Please,” she breathed, meeting his pale gray eyes. “I need—” Her voice broke as another wave of heat rolled through her, making her hips shift restlessly against the bed. “I need to come, Greer. I need to be filled. I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I can’t…can’t…” She swallowed hard, desperate and a little afraid. “I can’t take it much longer!”
Greer’s hand trembled under hers, the muscles in his forearm flexing as if he was fighting himself.
“Please,” Sunny whispered again, her chest rising and falling too fast. She felt so empty and hot and miserable. “Please, Greer, I don’t know what I’m going to do if you don’t help me…”
20
GREER
Fuck.
Greer had faced enemy warriors, blood-fever frenzy, and the black emptiness of space. None of it compared to the helplessness twisting in his chest now.
Sunny was sprawled on the bed, flushed and panting, her pupils blown wide, her skin damp with sweat. Her scent was hotter than he’d ever smelled it—heady and intoxicating—laced with need. She was begging to be filled, but she was also drunk… or drugged. He didn’t know which, he only knew she was mentally compromised.
And that meant there was no chance in all the Seven Hells he was going to take her—not like this. Not when she wasn’t thinking clearly.
But her heartbeat was racing dangerously, and the way she kept shifting her hips told him the need was only getting worse.
“Greer… please,” she whispered, her voice breaking as she started to cry.
Greer raked a hand through his hair, searching desperately for a solution. He wouldn’t rape her but he couldn’t watch her die from the effects of that damn Mating Drink either!
Then, abruptly, he remembered something—no matter where they went, Sunny always took her “bildo” with her. That little, buzzing, humming companion that made her moan in the middle of the night when she thought he was already asleep. It drove Greer fucking crazy—mostly because he wanted to be the one giving her pleasure, not some mindless machine—but now he was glad she always brought it.
He was bent over the end of the bed in a heartbeat, grabbing her carry-all cube and digging through the contents as he prayed silently.
Please, Goddess…let her have it! Let her—
Just then, his fingers closed around smooth, pink silicone. The shaft was long and surprisingly thick, though not nearly as big as his own cock. Two-thirds of the way down the shaft was a tiny rabbit head with floppy ears that curved forward. Greer turned it over in his hand, trying to understand it, then put it down to the bed.
“Hold on, little one,” he murmured to Sunny. “I think I found a way—going to help you now.”
She whimpered softly.
“Please, Greer…fill me! I need to be filled! I need to come.”
“Gonna help you come, baby,” he promised hoarsely. “Just spread your thighs for me like a good girl. Let me see that sweet little pussy.”
Sunny obeyed instantly, parting her legs, her soft little pussy on display, already glistening with her juices. Gods, she was so wet and ready!
Greer’s fangs and cock both ached at the sight of her so open and needy. He had to force his thoughts back to the task at hand.
He slid the toy over her slit, pressing in enough to rub over the Goddess pearl—or “clit” as the humans called it.
Sunny moaned and bucked her hips as though begging for more.
“Yes, please Greer!” she gasped.
Greer pressed the toy to her entrance and slid it inside. Her pussy took it hungrily, the shaft sinking into her hot, slick channel with almost no resistance.
Sunny’s breath hitched, her hips jerking upward.
“Oh God, yes!” she gasped. “Fill me up!”
“Good girl,” Greer muttered, his voice coming out thick with desire. “Gods, look at you take it so nice and deep. Look at your little pussy opening for me!”
Gods…he couldn’t believe he was doing this—couldn’t believe Sunny was lying naked and spread out on the bed beside him, her soft little pussy filled with the pink toy as she moaned and begged for more. His cock was throbbing and he was so hard he felt like he could fuck a hole through a brick wall! But he had to tend to his Ward.