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)
“That’s it—good girl,” I growled, voice thick with restraint. “You’re taking me so well. Gods, Danni—so fucking well.”
She whimpered, her nails digging into my arms.
“You feel so good,” she gasped. “I’m so full—I didn’t know it would feel like this.”
“You’re going to feel even fuller before we’re done,” I told her.
I kissed her again, deeper this time, swallowing her cries as I pushed the rest of the way in. Her heat wrapped around me like a velvet glove, gripping every inch of me as I nearly bottomed out—stopping right at the swollen flare of my knot.
I paused there, trembling with the effort not to rut. My whole body was shaking. I needed to thrust, to bind her, to sink my knot into her and never let go.
But I held still. For her.
“Shadow,” she breathed. “Please… don’t stop. I want it. I want all of you.”
I looked down at her—cheeks flushed, lips parted, eyes glassy with lust—and something inside me snapped.
“All right, little witch,” I growled, my voice raw. “Then take it. Take everything.”
And I then I thrust home completely.
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DANNI
I could feel him pulsing inside me—thick and hot and buried impossibly deep. Every inch of my inner walls stretched around his knot as it slipped into me. I was locked in place, and I couldn’t move—not really. Not without sending a jolt of raw, aching sensation straight through my entire body.
He was so big, almost too big. And yet I was taking him. I felt full—so full it bordered on unbearable. And still…I wanted more.
“God,” I gasped, bracing myself on his forearms as he leaned over me. “I can feel it… feel it swelling inside me.”
“That's my body claiming you,” Shadow growled, his hands tight on my hips, holding me down while his cock throbbed inside me. “You’re taking it so well, little witch. Look at you—being so open for me, taking me so deep.”
I moaned as the pressure from his knot nudged something deep inside me. God, was that my G-spot? It felt like he was pressing every hidden nerve at once, hitting places I hadn’t even known I had.
I ground against him instinctively—desperate for friction—and he let out a guttural growl, his hips jerking as he thrust even deeper into me.
“Oh God—Shadow!” I cried, the sensation overwhelming me. The motion rubbed the spot inside me even harder, and I knew that I was going to lose it. My orgasm was rushing at me like a freight train, and it was too late to jump off the tracks.
My monster seemed to know how I was feeling—or maybe he just felt my inner walls clenching around him.
“Come for me, little witch,” he snarled, his deep voice pure possession. “Milk my cock. Let me fill you.”
His dirty words and the knot swelling inside me pushed me over the edge and I cried out as I came for him.
My orgasm tore through me like wildfire—sharp and sweet and endless. I clenched around him, inner walls spasming in rippling waves that squeezed his knot tighter inside me. I could feel every throb—every twitch of his cock as it pulsed and jerked and—
Oh God—he’s coming too!
The realization came as hot, thick spurts of cream flooded into me, spilling so deep I swore I could feel it fill my womb. One pulse…then another…then another. It just kept coming as Shadow pumped me full of his cream.
I cried out, collapsing against the bed as the pleasure doubled, then tripled. Each gush of his cum inside me made my own pleasure spike again until I was sobbing under him, my entire body trembling with the intense sensations.
“Yes,” Shadow groaned, his blunt claws digging into my hips as he held me still, buried deep inside me. “That’s it. That’s my good girl… taking all of me. Taking my seed…taking my cock and my cream.”
I could feel him in every part of me—thick and swollen and claiming me completely.
And then I felt something else—a new sensation. I could almost see it, in fact—it was a golden thread. No, not a thread—a cord. A radiant, living rope of light, spinning itself around my heart and binding it to his. It wound between us like a vow, weaving through the center of us both until I could feel my monster’s emotions.
And what I felt was Love.
Deep and protective, fierce and all-consuming, and intensely possessive his love was like an ocean I could swim it—it was so vast and deep and I knew it would never run dry.
“Oh,” I whispered, lifting my head to look at him. “Oh, Shadow, I love you too.”
He cupped my face gently, his golden eyes glowing with the magic that tethered us together.
“Do you feel it, little witch? Our bond?”
I nodded, tears sliding down my cheeks—the overwhelming outpouring of his love was almost too much.
“It’s like… like we’re tied. Inside and out.”