Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 16835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 16835 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 84(@200wpm)___ 67(@250wpm)___ 56(@300wpm)
“Do you see what you do to me, Elowen?” he growled, his voice rough with need. “You make me burn. You make me ache.”
The sheer size and power of Draxus was overwhelming. His cock twitched in my hand and throbbed as another thick bead of glowing, hot pre-cum welled up at the tip. I felt a thrill of desire course through me.
His burning, predatory gaze was fixed on me with an intensity that made my body weak with need.
“Elowen,” he rumbled. “You chose me.”
I swallowed hard, my throat dry as I nodded. “I did,” I whispered, my voice trembling. God help me and what may come, but I picked Draxus, and I didn’t regret it. Life inside of these burning wells wasn't nearly as terrifying as the life I lived outside of them.
The heat radiating from his body was suffocating, but it wasn’t just the warmth of the room—it was him. His presence was overwhelming, primal, and it stirred something deep inside me. Something I hadn’t known existed.
“Do you know what you do to me, my little queen?” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “Do you know how much I want you?”
I nodded, my breath coming in short, shallow gasps. “Yes,” I whispered. “I want you, too.” And I meant every word.
He leaned down, his mouth brushing against my neck. His tongue flicked out, tasting my skin, and I shuddered at the sensation. His teeth grazed my collarbone, and I moaned, my body arching into his touch. When he broke the skin, I gasped. I wanted more, loved the pain and pleasure that came from it.
When he trailed kisses down my chest, I looked at the marks he left, at the way he dragged that forked tongue over the wounds and lapped up the blood. I gasped at how arousing that looked. My core spasmed with need, my cream dripping from between my folds.
His enormous hands roamed over my body, exploring every curve, every inch of me.
With his glowing eyes locked on mine, he grabbed his cock and notched the tip at my opening. There was no soft penetration. He thrust into me swiftly, the heat of him overwhelming as he stretched my pussy to its limit, the ridges of his length expanding and contracting, wanting friction against my cunt walls.
I cried out, my nails digging into his scales, his biceps massive as I held on. Draxus paused when he was fully inside of me, giving me a moment to adjust, his gaze always locked with mine.
“You’re mine, Elowen,” he growled, his voice low and guttural as he slid out and pushed back inside. He pulled out again, gripped the base of his cock, and I felt my eyes widen as spurts of glowing semen spurted out of the tip and splashed onto my pussy.
The fluid was hot to the touch, but not painfully so. He jerked himself off over me, spraying more of that glowing cum on my pussy until I was soaked in it. And then he notched the head back at my opening and thrusted in hard and deep.
Draxus began to move, his hips rolling with a slow, deliberate rhythm, his hands gouged into the bed on either side of my head, his claws tearing up the material. The heat of him was everywhere–on me, covering me, inside me… consuming me.
I moaned, my body arching into his as he thrust deeper, his scales smooth like the softest fabric against my bared breasts. Each movement sent waves of pleasure through me, and I clung to my demon lizard king. His barbed tail slammed against the bed behind him with a whack, whack, whack, the barbed end destroying the mattress.
His claws suddenly gripped my hips, digging into my flesh, breaking the skin but causing this incredible pleasure to fill me. He kept me in place as he drove into me, his size and strength overwhelming.
The heat was unbearable inside of me as he spurted his cum deep in my pussy and womb. And I wanted more. I wanted all of him. My body trembled, my hips rolling to meet his, as if my body had a mind of its own. I was no longer in control.
He groaned, the sound sending a primal thrill through me. My demon king leaned down, his tongue capturing mine in another searing kiss, claiming me as completely.
“Draxus,” I moaned, his name spilling from me on a tremble as I surrendered… submitted.
He growled, leaned back, stared down at where he was lodged deep within me, and slammed his hips into mine with increasing force. The bed shook, and the sound of our bodies colliding filled the room. I heard myself crying out, begging for more, and I could feel the heat of this monster burning me from the inside out.
My pleasure coiled tighter until I knew I’d break.