Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 65042 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65042 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
“Shadow!” My breath hitched in my chest—a sharp, needy sound as I fisted my hands in the sheets.
My monster didn’t rush. He just kept nuzzling and licking my outer pussy lips, soft and agonizingly slow, like he was savoring the buildup…tasting the anticipation on my skin.
Oh God, he’s teasing me on purpose!
I moaned softly and writhed on the bed. I was soaked—I could feel my own slickness, could hear the wet sound of his tongue against my flesh. Every lazy, maddening lick had me climbing higher, my body coiling tighter and he hadn’t even opened me yet. I wished he would!
As though hearing my wish, my monster looked up at me, his eyes glowing like molten gold in the darkness.
“Are you ready to let me in, little witch? Ready to let me feast on this pretty pussy?” He growled softly.
“Please,” I whispered, my voice nearly unrecognizable it was so ragged with need. “God, yes, Shadow. Please, I need… I need you to taste me. I need your tongue inside me!”
He growled, a low, predatory sound of pure approval.
“Good girl. I’m going to spread you open now.”
Finally, finally he parted my slick, swollen outer lips with those big, capable hands, exposing me completely to his hungry gaze. Then he started to lick me for real.
This time it wasn’t just teasing. He was tasting me—devouring me.
His tongue made long, slow, languorous licks from my entrance all the way up to my throbbing clit, like I was the best thing he’d ever tasted—like he had all night to savor me.
He groaned into my flesh with every stroke, the vibration echoing through my very core, as if my flavor was an addiction he could never get enough of.
“So good,” he rumbled between licks. “Your taste… gods, Danni, I could live between your thighs. I’ll never get enough of your sweet honey.”
My legs were hooked over his massive shoulders now, and the feel of his soft fur brushing my inner thighs was an exquisite contrast to the relentless, wet heat of his mouth as he licked me. I was already moaning—a continuous, broken stream of sound, my hips beginning to move in a helpless, shallow rhythm against his face. But then I felt something else, another layer of sensation that pushed me even closer to the edge…
His tail.
The silky, prehensile length of it curled from behind him and traced a slow, deliberate path up my side. Then it coiled possessively over my chest, the clever, tapered tip finding one of my nipples—brushing, then circling, then tugging with a perfect, rhythmic pressure while his mouth stayed locked on my center.
The dual assault was unbearably good. I found my hips were bucking again and I was losing control.
“Shadow…oh my God,” I gasped, my hands flying down from the sheets to grip his thick, ridged horns. I needed to anchor myself to something—needed to hold onto him as he unraveled me.
Panting and gasping, I pulled on them, hard—a silent plea for more—for everything.
He groaned again, a deep, approving sound that vibrated directly into my clit, and his tongue changed its pattern. It abandoned the broad, lapping strokes and became a weapon of precise, devastating pleasure.
He focused on my clit, flicking it with wicked, rapid precision before sliding lower to thrust his thick tongue inside me. Soon I realized he was fucking me with it—mimicking the act I suddenly, desperately needed him to complete.
“Oh…oh, please!” I begged brokenly, tugging on his horns as I ground my pussy shamelessly against his face. “Oh please, Shadow, I need…need to come!”
“That’s it, little witch,” he growled, pulling back for a moment, his voice a husky rasp. His breath was hot against my wet, exposed flesh. “Grind that pretty cunt on my face. Show me how much you need it. I want to feel you come all over my tongue. I want to swallow every last drop.”
His dirty words shattered the last of my inhibitions. I felt mindless—a creature of pure sensation. My back arched off the bed, my fingers tightening on his horns again as I rode his face in earnest, my movements becoming frantic… desperate.
“Yes… right there, don’t stop, please, Shadow, don’t stop!” I begged, my voice a sobbing plea.
He obeyed, his mouth sealing over my clit, sucking hard and rhythmically while his tongue continued its relentless, fluttering assault. His tail tightened over my breast, the tip pinching and rolling my nipple, sending jagged bolts of lightning straight to the core of the pleasure coiling deep in my belly. The knot inside me was so tight, so intense—a tidal wave of sensation was building with every lick, every suck, every hot, dirty, growled word of encouragement.
“You’re so close, I can feel it,” he murmured, his lips moving against my sensitive flesh. “Your whole beautiful body is trembling for me. Let it go, Danni. Come for me. Scream my name and come all over my face.”