Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 92392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92392 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 462(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his black pajama pants and dragged them down.
“Yes.” I trembled. “That’s what I want.”
“Yeah?”
“Yes, baby.”
His cock sprang free—thick, veined, heavy, jutting hard against his stomach—and the gold piercing along the head shimmered in the sunlight.
My mouth watered, and my pussy got even more wet, dripping down my thighs and onto the sheets.
He fisted his cock at the base. “I wanted to fuck you last night, but you were exhausted.”
“You could have woke me up with that.”
“Could I?”
“Oh yes.”
“Careful, Tora. You’ll end up waking to my cock every fucking morning.”
“I double-dare you, Dragon.”
“Naughty Tiger.” Pre-cum beaded at the head. “I should stuff this in your mouth first.”
“But you want this pussy bad. I can feel it through our bond.”
“Spread your legs wider.”
I did, and cool air kissed how wet I was.
He leaned his head to the side. “The eligible men in Tokyo?”
“It was a joke.”
His nostrils flared. His jaw locked hard enough that a muscle jumped in his cheek. “Still. . .your pussy should understand that’s not funny.”
I pouted. “Be nice to my pussy.”
He leaned forward and dragged the head of his cock through my folds. Very fucking slow. That thick mushroomed tip slid across my clit, and I shook in pleasure.
“Oh fuck.” My hips lifted off the mattress. “Oh fuck, Kenji.”
“I don’t want to be nice to her.”
“You better be.”
“I need to stamp my claim to your pussy.”
I widened my eyes. “Everyone knows it’s yours.”
“Are you sure about that?” He placed his cock at my entrance and pushed just the tip in.
“Oh.” My breath caught.
He went in some more.
The piercing was there—cold, hard and right there. My pussy clenched around it before he had even given me the rest.
“Very naughty Tiger.” He sneered, grabbing my legs up. I couldn’t even stop him as he began to spread me even wider and have my knees up to my chest.
Before I could speak, he sank that big cock into me in one long, ruthless slide.
The stretch burned.
The piercing dragged.
Every inch of him carved a place inside me that I did not know existed until this second.
Oh God. Oh God.
He bottomed out and stayed there. His forehead lowered to mine. His chest heaved. Sweat dripped from his hairline onto my cheek.
I looked down between us.
I could see where his thick cock stretched me open, where my wetness coated the base of him already, where the dark hair at his root pressed against my own. His stomach flexed against mine. The dragon tattoo curling over his ribs moved with every breath. His piercing was buried so deep inside me I could feel the shape of it against my walls.
And through the bond, purpose poured in.
I felt his unmistakable, driving primal need to fill me with his cum.
To flood me with it.
To empty himself so deep inside my womb that his seed would not be able to help but take.
Jesus Christ. He’s insane.
It was so strong my vision blurred at the edges again as his intention slid raw and unfiltered through our bond. I could damn near formulate the thoughts in his head.
“I am going to fuck a baby back into you.”
I gasped.
“I am going to come inside you ten times a day. Every day. For as long as it takes.”
“Kenji—”
“Morning. Noon. Middle of the night. My cock will live inside this pussy until you give me another child.”
OH FUCK!
My whole body flushed hot. My pussy clenched around him so hard he groaned. Somewhere in the back of my mind, a small voice whispered is it too soon, we just lost her, are you ready—but that voice was drowning.
Drowning in his lust.
Drowning in mine.
Drowning in the way his cock felt inside me and the way his intention was flooding my chest like a tide with nowhere to go.
I did not know if I was ready.
I did not know if my body should carry another life this soon.
I did not know what was right.
I only knew I wanted him to try.
I wanted him to try right now.
I wanted him to try until the sheets were soaked and my thighs were slick with him and his cum was leaking down the backs of my legs and even spilling out my mouth if that was anatomically correct.
I whimpered, “Kenji, I can feel what you want.”
He raised his head, and those wicked eyes met mine. “Then you know what I am about to do to you.”
“Yes.”
“Say it.”
“You’re going to fill me up.”
“Every day, Tora.”
“Yes.”
“Until you swell up with my child again.”
“It’s so strong inside of you. You’re insane.”
“But are you going to let me?”
My mouth said, “Yes,” before my mind could catch up. The answer came out of my body, not my brain. My pussy squeezed him hard in agreement. My hips tilted up to meet him.
The bond roared.
His control snapped.
He pulled out to the tip, and I saw it—I saw the sunlight catch the wet gold of his piercing coated in my slick—and then he slammed back into me.