Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87502 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87502 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
“Oh Goddess,” I whispered unsteadily, too afraid to move. “Please…please don’t hurt me!”
I was utterly naked, shivering in the cool air, cradled in his monstrous hands. He brought me close to his muzzle, and I could feel the heat of his breath—smell the wild, dark spice of him even more strongly.
He sniffed me—a deep, rumbling inhale that traveled from my hair, down my neck, and over my trembling breasts. A low, approving growl vibrated through his chest and into my bones.
Then he lowered his head. His long, pink tongue, shockingly soft, slid out and curled around one aching, nectar-swollen nipple. He licked—a slow, deliberate motion that made me cry out with mingled fear and pleasure. Then he sealed his mouth over it and began to suck.
The sensation was electric. It wasn’t the gentle suction of a man—Kor had always been so gentle with me when he eased the nectar from my breasts. The Beast was more direct. His mouth on my breast was powerful, demanding, and possessive.
He drew the sweet, rich nectar from me in deep pulls, and with each pull, showers of sparks cascaded through my body, pooling in a molten ache between my thighs. A moan was torn from my lips.
Oh God, this can’t be turning me on. It can’t, I moaned inwardly.
But it was. My body arched into his mouth, seeking more. He emptied one breast, then moved to the other, repeating the process until both felt light and relieved, the desperate pressure gone, replaced by a deep, throbbing need of a different kind.
But the Beast wasn’t done with me yet.
He lifted me higher, making me gasp with his effortless strength, and pressed his muzzle between my thighs.
“Hey!” I gasped, wiggling helplessly in his powerful grip. “Hey, you can’t just…”
And then his long, hot tongue parted my pussy lips and slid over my aching clit.
“Goddess!” I moaned as he did it again and again. His mouth was so hot—his tongue rough and gentle at the same time. It was clear he was trying to be gentle with me, but he was too big to manage it effectively. He licked me over and over, sliding his thick tongue deep inside me in a way that made me remember Kor stretching my pussy on the nights I needed to be filled. Had it been his Beast’s tongue opening me? It must have been, I thought. Oh God, if only it didn’t feel so good…if only it didn’t make me want even more…
Just when I was sure I was going to come, The Beast set me down on the grass again, his glowing eyes never leaving mine.
I looked up at him, towering over me in the moonlight.
“What…what do you want from me?” I asked, my voice trembling and uncertain.
I wasn’t sure if he understood me, but then he pressed forward and I felt it—the thick, hot length of his cock rubbing against my belly—branding me with its heat.
I looked down at the massive shaft. He was at least twice as big as Kor had been in human form. Thicker, longer—a terrifying instrument of pure male potency.
There’s no way, the little voice in my head insisted. There is no way you can take him.
I thought of running again. I thought of the Pack—dozens of eyes watching from the shadows, witnessing my shame. But it all felt distant somehow—dreamlike and unimportant next to the primal reality of the Beast and the urgent needs of my own body.
The Beast didn’t wait for an invitation—he pushed me forward, onto my hands and knees.
“Please…” I whispered, trembling, my breasts hanging down like ripe, heavy fruit, the last drops of nectar beading on my nipples and falling to the cool grass below.
Then I felt him kneel behind me, his massive presence blocking out the moonlight and casting a shadow around me as his heat enveloped me.
Get away! Run—crawl—do whatever you have to but don’t just stay there! screamed the voice in my head.
But I felt frozen in place—unable to move. I waited on my hands and knees for the tearing pain—the sensation of being split in half—knowing there was nothing I could do to stop what was coming. I made no move to escape because it felt inevitable. My body was begging for it—begging to be bred, to be filled, to have this burning, empty ache finally put to rest. The huge, hairy Beast behind me was going to give me what I needed—whether I wanted him to or not.
And then I felt it—the blunt, slick head of his cock nudging against my slippery, swollen pussy. His precum was so hot it almost burned, and I shied forward instinctively. Then I remembered—Kor’s words echoing in my head.
“My precum… my cum… it has compounds that will help you open. It’ll help you take me.”
Maybe the Beast had that same ability—at least, I certainly hoped he did.