Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 87848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
It comes physically before it comes verbally. I feel her squeeze my cock with her inner muscles, her hips gyrating around my thick rod as she enjoys the sensation of being made love to for the first time.
“Do you want me to stop?”
I get a little whimper and a shake of her head. No. She doesn’t want this to stop. She wants to come on my cock. She wants to feel my knot swell inside her and trap my seed against her womb until it takes.
“Then I am going to keep going, Trixie. I am going to mate your sweet pussy, and you are going to take every drop of my cum. Do you know what a knot is?”
I ask the question while sliding back and forth inside her slowly. I am getting very close to coming, and once I come, there will be no escaping me or my cock for several minutes.
“No,” she moans.
“When I come inside you, my cock is going to swell up. It’s designed by nature to keep my seed inside. You’re not just being fucked. You’re being bred.”
I feel a rush of warmth around my cock as those words hit her brain and trigger a cascade of arousal. Oh, fuck yes, she wants this. She wants me to fill her up, to make her take my cum, to ensure that her fertile womb is given my seed.
I roll over again, but this time I am on my knees and she is under me. I pull her up against me, her legs over my shoulders as I ravage her depths with harder, rougher strokes. I do my best to maintain control, but animal instinct demands my passion and my intensity as I hold her hips and pull her to me, sinking deep as I finally give into the urge to come, my fingers splaying over her belly, my thumb rubbing her clit at the same time as my cock starts to expand inside her.
“Oh, my god! Armand! Oh! Fuck!” Her reaction is instant. I am glad I told her because I am sure she would be panicking if she didn’t know what was happening. “It’s too big!”
“It’s not too big. You can take it. I promise,” I assure her, paying careful attention to her clit, rubbing the pad of my thumb in slow circles that speed up as she writhes and bucks beneath me, her pussy filled with my cock and my cum.
I have never bred before, never intentionally kept my seed inside. It feels beautiful, sacred, and hot as hell to have her writhing, trapped on my cock, the knot making it impossible for us to separate.
“Fuck, Armand, oh, my. I’m…” She becomes incoherent as she submits to orgasm, her ravaged pussy gripping my knot and my cock with eagerness as her walls contract rhythmically. I can feel every movement she makes, and as delicious as it is, it also threatens to put me over the edge of what I can handle in terms of sensations.
My hands clamp her hips in place. “Stay still.” I grit the words out, as I feel my knot pulsing in her, ensuring the last drops of my seed are safely in her stretched little cunt.
Beatrix whimpers, but she has no choice other than to obey. I hold her there, beautiful and blushing, her naked body ripe for me and only me, her lips wrapped around the base of my cock, her inner walls stretched achingly wide.
I renew the attention to her clit, not touching directly, but massaging around it, keeping her distracted with pleasure as nature takes its course inside her.
“You were a good girl,” I reassure her. “You are taking your breeding so well.”
She moans and whimpers until finally, my knot starts to subside and my cock slides from her swollen pussy. Her lips are puffy and wide, and I can see my cum dripping from her.
“Beautiful,” I praise, leaning down and gathering her in my arms. “Are you okay? Did that hurt too much?”
“It hurt a little,” she says against my chest. “I didn’t know about the knot. I thought I was going to be split open.”
I chuckle and rub her bottom in an effort to comfort her. I’d soothe her pussy by petting it, but I am sure she is tender there.
“You’re so big,” she says. “And so strong. When you were inside me it was as if I was completely at your mercy. I was getting bred and…”
“There was no choice?”
“Yeah,” she says softly.
“There is always a choice,” I tell her, tipping her chin up so she looks at me. “But sometimes, the choice is going to be having your sore, deserving, naughty pussy fucked long and hard by your alpha. Understand?”
She blushes, soft for the first time. I cherish her like this, appreciating that she is showing me a side of herself I am sure nobody has ever seen.