Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
“You mean, it wouldn’t all run out, when you pulled out of me?” I ask breathlessly.
He shakes his head.
“No, baby. See, my body also makes some sealing compounds. So once the head of my cock came out, your inner entrance would close and keep my cream inside your womb—you’d have a much better chance of getting pregnant that way. We actually had a saying about that in my pack—‘A little belly during breeding means a big belly nine moons later.’”
I try to imagine having his cum fill me so much I have a slightly pregnant belly and can’t quite do it. But then again, I couldn’t have imagined having his cock buried hilt deep inside me a few days ago either. Yet here we are.
“How are you feeling?” I ask, wiggling my hips again—but just a little. “Do you think you could pull out of me without coming?”
“I think so. The talking helps,” he growls and grips my hips. “Get ready, baby, I’m going to try to slide out without giving you a creamy pussy.”
I moan softly as he starts to pull out of me. Part of me can’t believe we’re doing this…but part never wants it to end. Why do I feel so drawn to Kane? Why does it feel like we’re meant to be together?
He gets halfway out of me when I feel his shaft start to grow bigger and he growls,
“Oh, fuck…”
“It’s okay—it’s all right,” I tell him. I squeeze my inner muscles tight automatically, trying to help him hold out. But it’s clear from his clenched jaw he’s having a hard time. “Deep breaths,” I tell him, wishing my own voice wouldn’t sound so breathless. “Breathe through it, Kane.”
“Fuck baby—don’t know if I can do this! You feel so good around me—like your soft little pussy is just milking the cum right out of me!” he growls.
“No, you’ve got this,” I tell him. “You can do it—hang in there, Kane!”
We stay still in that position for another long minute and then he relaxes a little.
“Okay, I think I can do it now,” he says. And with one long, smooth motion, he pulls all the way out of me.
“That was excellent!” I tell him, though now I feel empty inside. “Now let’s try it again.”
“Try it again?” Kane shakes his head. “I don’t know, baby. You don’t know how close I was to coming in you!”
“Doing it just once isn’t really practice,” I say firmly. “Come on, Kane—we need to work on this.”
“Well, if you’re sure…” And he pushes back into me, both of us watching as my pussy is once again impaled on his thick cock.
This time, I don’t make it easy on him. I wiggle my hips and when he tries to get me to stop, I shake my head.
“No, you need a little stimulation. I can’t let you off easy every time.”
Kane grits his teeth and endures it. Somehow he manages not to come even though I’m practically riding him by the end.
He keeps on doing it, too—he slides his cock inside me and pulls out successfully without coming six times. It’s not until the seventh when we have an accident.
It’s my fault, actually. Because by this time, I’m really doing my best to test his willpower. I have my hands on his broad shoulders and I’m lifting and lowering myself—pretty much fucking myself on his thick cock.
“God, baby—you’d better stop that!” he warns me. “You don’t know how close you are to getting your pussy filled with my cum!”
“I’m not afraid.” I lift my chin. “If you come in me, you come in me. After all, you’ve already spurted in my pussy twice already. I don’t care if it happens again.”
I don’t know if it’s what I’m doing or what I’m saying that pushes him over the edge—maybe it’s a combination of both. But I hear Kane groan,
“Oh fuck—here it comes!”
And then something hot and wet is spurting deep inside me.
I say deep because the head of his cock is pressed right to the end of my channel this time. I know I ought to pull off him as fast as I can, but I figure that the damage is done now and besides, I don’t want to ruin the couch. So instead of pulling off, I hold onto his broad shoulders and settle myself more firmly in his lap, taking him as deep as I can as he continues to spurt.
“Fuuuuck,” Kane groans, his hands tightening on my hips. “Coming so hard inside you, baby!”
“It…it’s all right,” I tell him. “Don’t worry—if you need to come in me, go ahead and do it. Fill me with your cum, Kane—I don’t mind.”
“You should mind, baby!” he groans. “I’m coming so deep in you! Fuck!”
“It’s okay,” I assure him breathlessly. “It’s all right, Kane. Keep coming until you finish. It’s all right.”