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)
“Don’t stop,” I gasped, grinding shamelessly against his face. “Please—don’t stop—”
Shadow didn’t stop. He growled low in his throat and lifted my thighs over his broad shoulders, spreading me even wider, baring me completely to his mouth.
“Perfect,” he growled, his breath hot against my pussy. “You’re mine now, little witch.”
Then he plunged his tongue deep inside me.
I moaned, my back arching as pleasure rushed though me. My head dropped back against the mattress as that thick, velvety tongue thrust into me again and again, curling and stroking, driving me out of my mind. He fucked me with his mouth like he intended to own me…to possess me and keep me moaning until I couldn’t remember my own name.
I was so close—so close—but then he pulled back and began circling my clit with his tongue again.
“Shadow!” I sobbed, yanking on his horns. “Don’t stop—don’t—oh my God!”
Then I felt it.
Something sinuous brushed my inner thigh… then curled around my hip… then dipped between my legs and pressed against my entrance.
I finally realized what it was—his tail.
The tip teased my entrance for one breathless second, then slid inside me—thick, warm, and smooth as silk. It filled me slowly, stretching me open in a way that made me gasp and buck my hips. I moaned as it pulsed deep inside me, moving in perfect rhythm with Shadow still sucking hungrily at my clit.
The relentless pleasure and the feeling of being filled was too, too much.
I came with a cry, my body arching against the mattress, my thighs still hooked over his shoulders as I pressed up against his mouth. The orgasm rolled through me like a wave crashing against a cliff—wild, raw, and utterly uncontrollable.
And still my monster didn’t stop.
His tail twitched deep inside me, then pulsed—a sudden rush of heat spurting within as he filled me with something thick and hot. I gasped as I felt it coat my inner walls, a soothing, slick warmth that made my body clench all over again.
“Shadow,” I gasped, my legs shaking. “Oh please, I need you in me! Not just your tail—I need more!”
Finally, he rose, looming above me, his mouth shiny with my juices, his chest heaving. His eyes glowed golden and hungry as he looked down at me.
“It’s time now, little witch,” he said, his voice rough with need. “Time for you to take my knot.”
My heart pounded and my body pulsed with desire. I had never felt more ready for anything in my life.
“Yes,” I whispered. “Knot me, Shadow. Make me yours, forever.”
42
SHADOW
I couldn’t believe she’d done it—I couldn’t believe she’d found a way to call me back to her. I’d been lost in the Shadow Lands, wandering blind, convinced I would never see my little witch again.
And then she’d called me to her.
I could still feel the echo of her voice in the dark—her magic, her grief, her need. It had pulled me like gravity—like a magnet tugs at an iron filing.
And now she was laid out on the bed before me, beautiful in her trembling strength, her eyes half-lidded and full of desire and her pussy filled with my magical slick—ready to take me fully. I could still taste her pleasure on my tongue.
And she was mine—all mine.
My little witch had said yes—said she wanted me forever.
I growled low in my throat, unable to contain the sound. She shivered, and her scent spiked again—ripe, open, ready to be knotted.
Gods, I needed to be inside her, but I wanted to take things slowly.
My shaft throbbed, aching, the thick base of my knot already swelling in anticipation. But she was so small, so delicate… and I was not. The thought of hurting her, of pushing too hard or too fast, made my stomach twist.
Easy, I told myself, my hand trailing gently down her side. Be slow. Worship her. Open her.
She deserved nothing less.
I rested one knee on the bed and pushed a pillow under her bottom. Then I cupped her hips and pulled her close, nestling the head of my cock between her soaked folds. She gasped, her eyes fluttering closed as I pressed forward—just a little—just enough to feel the heat of her against me.
“Shadow…” she whispered, clinging to my arms. “You’re… gods, you’re so big…”
I dipped my head to kiss her.
“I’ll go slow,” I murmured. “I’ll take care of you, little witch. I swear it.”
She nodded, breath hitching as I eased forward again, the thick tip of my cock slipping inside with a wet, sucking sound that made my fangs grind together. She was tight—gods, she was tight—and still so slick from my tail’s essence. My magic was working—softening her…relaxing her…helping her open. But it still took everything I had not to thrust.
Don’t hurt her. Don’t rush her. Let her body learn you. Let her take you, I told myself.
I licked my thumb and brought it to her clit, circling it slowly as I inched deeper. Her moan was high and helpless, her hips rocking toward me as she took me deeper. I could feel her entrance fluttering, spasming around me as she adjusted, her inner muscles stretching to accommodate my thick girth.