Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 111353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
“Ahh-ugh!” Surprise snagged her scream on a moan. The woman twisted like a corkscrew—kicking, failing, and squeezing my head fit to tear it off. “Ronin, stop, no!” She grabbed hold of my horns trying to pry me off—the exact opposite of the right move.
Her rough, hot-blooded grip on the most sensitive part of me was a direct signal to my cock, ordering it to attention. I was already so hard it hurt, and I hadn’t even put it in yet.
I plundered every inch of her sweet, poisoned well—not bothering to be gentle or slow about it.
“Ahh!” Charlotte cried out. The heels of her feet pummeled my back while she yanked on my horns. “Ronin, e-enough, please— Are your ears for decoration, demon?! I said get off!” She bounced her hips up and down, trying to shake me off.
Smirking into her pussy, I stuck out my tongue and left her to it.
“Uhh!” Charlottle impaled herself on my tongue, driving me deeper and deeper into her tasty hole. Was she even still trying to shake me loose? She couldn’t seem to decide as her bouncing picked up speed—hips moving on their own—while her wild tugging on my horns appeared more focused on keeping my head down. “No,” she screamed, back arching off the bed. “D-don’t—!”
Charlotte came hard.
Jerking and flopping like a fish demon, her eyes rolled all the way back in her head as she grunted her orgasm, biting hard on her lip to keep the sound in—and failing miserably.
“Eeeeee,” shrieked out of her like a teakettle, making me laugh my ass off.
Were all mortals this amusing? No wonder the gods were always warning demons away from these red-blooded livings.
They wanted them all to themselves.
Grasping her left leg, I plopped her ankle on my shoulder and pressed myself to her entrance.
“W-wait, no,” she cried, the haze slowly lifting from her eyes. “You got what you wanted. Enough already.”
Chuckling, I licked the soft, sensitive inside of her ankle—marveling that even her feet tasted sweet. “You should’ve thought about that before you fondled and caressed my horns while pouring your filthy, wanton moans in my ears.”
“That never happened!”
“Next time, just shake your ass on my lap. It’ll get your point across faster.” I smacked her left butt cheek, ripping a squawk out of her. “Because such a fine ass it is.”
“You fucking bastard!” Again she subjected me to her feeble kicks and punches, fighting to break my hold on her ankle. “Drop your head, and I’ll give you a slap right back—”
Grasping her thigh, I thrusted in and buried myself to the hilt.
Charlotte’s eyes bugged, her mouth locked in a wide, gaping “o.”
I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. I didn’t try to. She was even hotter, tighter, and wetter inside than I imagined she would be. My cock was melting like ice cream in hell, and it’d never been happier.
“Fucking hell,” I grunted, pumping into her moist cavern—faster and faster. My thrusts shallower and shallower. It was insane how tightly she clenched around me, as if refusing to let me go. “So this is why everyone’s so eager to visit heaven— Ugh,” I grunted, sinking my teeth in her ankle. “Because it’s between your legs.”
Thomp! The pillow beamed me in the face and bounced.
Charlotte seized another one and threw that too. “Pull out! Fuck, Ronin— No, please— Pull out— C-condom,” she gasped. “Need a... condom!”
I kissed up her ankle and along her foot, tasting her toes. “What the fuck is that?”
“Prevent... preg—preg— Ahh!” she screamed. “Too fast! Slow down!”
“Pregnancy?” I finished for her. “Learn your demonology, woman. We can’t reproduce.”
“But—!”
Angling her up, I thrust in hard—grunting with the effort. Her moan echoed through the castle. “Ahh, yes.” Satisfaction laced my voice. “That’ll be the pearls hitting just the right spot. Still wish I glamoured them away?”
“Ro-nin, stop, please.” Charlotte scrambled at the bedframe, presumably straining to grab on and use as leverage to get away. “I— I was wrong! I can’t do this!”
I tsked, rolling my eyes. “Don’t be tedious. You’re already doing it.” I smacked her ass again, snapping her back off the bed like a curved bow. “Or I should say I’m doing it. I’ll expect you to be a much more active participant from here on.” I punctuated every word with a hard pump, drilling the point home.
Furious, misty eyes burned me to cinders. “I’ll participate in cutting your rotten dick off, you m-motherfucker.” Tears cracked her voice. “I hate you, Ronin Belphe.”
I laughed as I bent down, cracking that sweet ass even wider as I licked the tears from her cheek. “I don’t think you will. Hate me all you want, but you love my dick. Look at you squeezing and gobbling me up like you can’t get enough.” My smirk melted away as I narrowed on her mouth—her soft, full, enigma of a mouth. “And you won’t have to get enough. Because now you’re mine. Always.”