Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87502 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87502 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 438(@200wpm)___ 350(@250wpm)___ 292(@300wpm)
Finally, I put my tongue out. I gave her one long, slow, flat lick from her pussy mouth all the way up to her throbbing little clit. Fuck—she tasted amazing.
“Oh, Goddess!” she cried—a sharp, sweet sound that went straight to my cock. Her honey was even better than it had tasted on my fingers. I licked her again, savoring her taste, lapping gently at her swollen flesh. She was so wet, so fucking ready. Every soft sound she made, every twitch of her thighs, made my cock ache in sympathy.
Deeper. Needs more. Needs us. The Beast pushed against my control—a relentless pressure.
I wanted to deny the animal side of me—to keep this slow and tender, but a part of me knew it was right. She needed more than gentle licks. The fever was burning her up from the inside and her Heat was growing by the minute. I had to make her come to cool her off and sweet, tender kisses weren’t going to do it.
“I’m going to taste you deeper now, baby, okay?” I looked up at her, needing her permission even now. I knew what she’d been through in the past—I wasn’t going to enter her without asking first.
Vivienne’s gold-ringed eyes were glazed, her lips parted as she panted with need.
“All right,” she whispered. “Go…go ahead.”
“Good girl,” I growled softly. Then I lowered my head again and pressed my tongue against her entrance.
I pushed inside, just a little at first, feeling her inner muscles flutter around me. A low moan tore from her throat and I pushed deeper, my tongue delving into her tight, hot channel.
It was fucking amazing, but it still wasn’t enough. The Beast snarled, impatient, demanding a true taste of her honey.
Just a little, I thought at him, relenting. I let the Shift come—just a fraction, just enough to change the shape of my tongue. It thickened and lengthened, becoming more sensitive as the Beast pressed forward. Then I let it swell inside her, filling her more completely.
“Oh! Kor!” She gasped, her back arching off the bed, her hands flying to my hair.
I felt her pulling hard and reveled in the pain. God, I loved the sound of my name on her lips like that—raw and needy—breaking on a sob of pleasure. It made my cock throb, my knot aching and heavy with the need to lock inside her, to pump her full.
I held perfectly still, letting her adjust to the new fullness, letting my Beast drink in her honey from the inside. The taste exploded across my senses, richer and more potent than before.
I pulled back slowly, then thrust in again, fucking her with my tongue. Her little hands were fisted in my hair, holding on for dear life. And when I glanced up, I saw that her gold-ringed eyes were wide—possibly shocked at the intensity of being filled so full.
“Oh, Kor,” she moaned, shifting her hips. “Your tongue so deep in me…so big.”
I didn’t want to scare her, so I pushed my Beast back and let my tongue go back to normal.
“Shhh, it’s okay,” I soothed, looking up at her. “You’re all right, baby. Do you want me to go on?”
She nodded, her hips bucking restlessly.
“Yes, Kor, please—don’t stop.”
“Not going to stop until you come for me, baby,” I assured her. “Just relax and let me make you feel good.”
I dropped a gentle kiss on her mound and then I moved my attention lower, sealing my lips over her aching little clit and sucking it gently into my mouth.
She jerked, a broken cry escaping her.
“Please… please, Kor, I need… I need to come. It’s too much, I can’t…”
“You can,” I murmured against her sensitive flesh, flicking my tongue over the tight little nub. “You’re so close, baby. I can feel it. Let go for me. Come all over my face. I want to taste your honey gushing just for me.”
I could sense that she was close, but I knew I needed to push her the rest of the way. While I sucked and licked her clit, I brought my hand down. I slid two fingers through her slickness, gathering her honey, and then pushed them inside her tight channel, filling her again.
Vivienne moaned and bucked again. She was so tight—so fucking perfect.
I crooked my fingers, searching, and found that special spot deep inside her.
“There,” I growled in triumph against her clit. I pressed firmly, making a “come here” motion with my fingers and that was all it took.
With a cry that sounded a lot like my name, Vivienne finally tilted over the edge.
Her thighs clamped around my head like a vise, trapping me in the hot, wet darkness of her pleasure. I could barely breathe, but I didn’t care—if I had to die, this was the way to go.
I kept licking and sucking—teasing her through it and drinking down every drop of her honey as her pussy spasmed rhythmically around my fingers.