Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75388 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75388 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
I part my lips and wait for her tongue. Mah-dee does not disappoint me; I feel her tongue brush against my lips and then slide into my mouth a moment later. The feel of it is incredible, and it makes me hungry for more. Unsure if I am supposed to remain still and let her slide her tongue against me, I test-rub my tongue along hers.
She gives a soft little noise of pleasure that makes my cock throb in response.
My own need is threatening to erupt. I slide my tongue along hers again, and she tilts the angle of her head. Then we are kissing more deeply, our tongues meshing and twining as our mouths devour one another. Over and over, we kiss.
It is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
I want to keep kissing her but Mah-dee pulls her mouth from mine, and her hands tear at my vest. “Take this off,” she tells me. “I want to see the goods.”
I am still dazed by the feel of her mouth against mine. I want it back. I want her tongue sliding into my mouth again and rubbing against me with its smooth, slick feel. I want the taste of her on my lips again. I growl as she tugs my vest down my arms, trapping them in the leather.
“Don’t be such a baby,” she murmurs as she pulls at the clothing. “I’m going to put my mouth on you again.” Her hands go to my bared chest a moment later and she sighs with intense pleasure. “God, are you this hard all over?”
“Harder here,” I tell her, and take her hand and place it on my cock again. It is a bold move, but I am learning that Mah-dee is a bold female.
“Mmm, yes you are,” she breathes, and rubs my cock again. “I can’t feel the ridges through your pants. Guess they’re going to have to come off.”
She truly wishes to mate? I love that this human female is so fearless and bold, unlike her crying sister. “I am bigger than you. You are not afraid, are you?”
“Pfft. Nope. The whole size thing’s kinda doing it for me,” she says, and I do not follow all her words. I do not need to. There is arousal in her eyes and hunger as she gazes at me. That tells me enough. She looks up at me, a sly expression on her face, and smiles. Her fingers go to the laces at the sides of my loincloth. “Let’s get rid of this ugly-ass diaper, huh?”
“Di-per?”
“Doesn’t matter what it’s called, because it’s coming off,” she tells me, and then gives the leather a hard tug. The knots tighten, and I push her fingers aside so I can show her how to undo the laces, because I want to see her reaction to my body. So far she has been eager to touch me. Will she be as eager once she sees my cock and its pronounced ridges?
My leathers fall to the floor, and I stand before her in nothing but my boots.
Mah-dee sucks in a breath, gazing down at my erect, straining cock. She drops to her knees in front of me. “Wow. Yes, please, this is definitely going on my wish list.”
“I do not understand what you mean,” I murmur, my voice thick. Her kneeling before me is giving my mind all kinds of wild ideas.
“Shhh,” she tells me. “Don’t interrupt. I need a few moments alone with this big guy.” Her hand curls around my cock, and I hiss at the sensation. Nothing has ever felt better than that small touch. Nothing. “Damn, my friend. You are packing some serious heat under that furry diaper of yours.”
“Sa-khui are naturally warmer than humans,” I tell her, utterly distracted by her touch.
“Wasn’t what I meant, but yeah, I noticed.” And she leans in and rubs her face against my cock.
I groan loudly again and then bite down on my knuckle, staring at the open doorway. Even though the storage cave is tucked away into the back of the tribal cave, I do not want someone coming to see what strange creature is moaning and grunting back here.
I do not want anything to interrupt Mah-dee’s studying of my body.
“Mmm,” she breathes, rubbing the length of my cock against her cheek, and then rubs my cockhead against her soft lips. “I don’t guess you’ve ever had a girl touch you like this before, have you?”
“Never,” I breathe. I clench a fist at my side, because her touch makes me want to spill. Already my sac is tight against my body, my cock throbbing with the need to release. Yet I do not want that; I want her to keep touching me forever because it feels so very good.
“Then let me be the first to blow your mind,” she says, looking up at me. She’s got a wicked little smile on her face as she slips her tongue out and licks the head of my cock.