Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
When he pulled back at last, she sobbed with need—only to feel his hot mouth close around her clit. He sucked her tight little pearl into his mouth, his rough tongue flicking over the aching little button again and again.
“Ohhh, oh God, yes!” she cried, her hips bucking. Sparks shot through her belly, fire licking down her thighs.
“That’s it,” he rasped between licks. “Let me make you come. Let yourself go for me, little one.”
“Yes!” she gasped, clutching his fur, rolling her hips against his mouth. “I’m close… so close.”
He growled, the vibration making her clit throb even harder.
“Come for me then, Miranda. Drown me in your sweet juices. Be a good girl and let it go.”
His hot words broke her. Heat coiled tight in her belly like a wire…then snapped as her pleasure crested at last. She moaned his name, her back arching, her hips bucking helplessly against his mouth.
“Korrath! Oh God, Korrath!”
He held her thighs wide, tongue steady on her clit as her orgasm ripped through her, licking and sucking until she was gasping and shuddering as pleasure rushed through her.
Even when she sagged back, boneless and trembling against the mattress, he didn’t stop. He lapped softly at her swollen folds, soothing, coaxing little aftershocks that made her whimper as her hips jerked.
“Gods, you taste divine,” he murmured, his lips slick with her. “I could feast on your pussy forever.”
Miranda shivered, overwhelmed, her body still humming. No one had ever touched her like this, praised her like this…tasted her like this. She had never felt so utterly devoured, so completely… cherished.
And God help her, she wanted more.
20
KORRATH
Korrath held her wide as the last tremors of her climax rippled through her. Miranda was gasping, trembling, her back arching beautifully as his tongue lapped her swollen clit. But even as the taste of her flooded his mouth, he knew she wasn’t finished.
Her scent told him. Sweet, rich, intoxicating—soaked through with need. Her Second Heat wasn’t easing yet. If anything, her little pussy was growing hotter… wetter…hungrier.
“Gods, you’re delicious,” he growled against her folds. “Sweet as nectar, salty as the sea. I could drink you all night, lovely one.”
Her thighs quivered in his grip. Her soft little cries told him she was sensitive, but her hips kept rocking, begging for more.
“Yes… please…” she moaned, her voice breaking.
“Shhh,” he murmured and licked her again, starting at the mouth of her little pussy and dragging his tongue up to her sensitive clit. “I’m here for you, lovely one…I’m going to make you come again. You need it, don’t you? Need me to tongue your sweet pussy until you moan for me?”
She whimpered, nodding, her hands clutching his fur.
His cock ached fiercely in its sheath, hard and heavy, desperate to be freed. But this wasn’t about him. Not yet. Right now, his only duty—his only desire—was to ease her, to help her ride out the fire burning her from the inside.
He pushed two fingers into her slick channel, groaning low in his chest when her pussy clenched greedily around him.
“Gods, yes… so tight…so wet. Your little cunt loves my fingers, doesn’t it?”
“Y-yes!” she gasped, her hips bucking.
He curled his fingers, stroking deep until he found the soft swell inside her—the Goddess spot. He pressed and rubbed firmly, watching her whole body arch.
“There it is,” he purred. “Your sweet spot. Do you feel that, Miranda? I’m going to fill your with my fingers as I lick your sweet clit. I’m going to make you come for me again, lovely one.”
He bent again, sucking her clit into his mouth. His rough tongue flicked and licked, matching the rhythm of his fingers plunging into her pussy. The curvy little Elite cried out, the sound sharp and desperate, her thighs trembling against his shoulders.
“Yes… Oh God, yes! Don’t stop!”
“Never,” he growled against her, his mouth full of her taste. “I’ll never stop licking this sweet little cunt. I love how wet you are for me…love how your pussy grips my fingers like you don’t want to let me go.”
He drove his fingers faster, stroking her inner walls, pressing firmly over the swollen spot inside her. At the same time, he sucked harder at her clit, his tongue rasping in circles over her tender Goddess pearl.
Her cries turned into ragged sobs. Her back arched off the bed, breasts thrusting high, soft curves trembling with the force of her pleasure. Gods, it made him so hard to see her like this!
“Come for me, Miranda,” he urged hoarsely. “Be a good girl and come for me.”
His words seemed to push her over the edge because her fingers tightened in his fur, and her his bucked helplessly.
“Korrath!” she moaned. “Oh God, Korrath…yes…yes!”
Her pussy clenched hard around his fingers, milking them, pulsing again and again as she clutched at him. He growled hungrily, lapping up her juices, his purr rumbling loudly in his chest.