Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 32140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 32140 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 161(@200wpm)___ 129(@250wpm)___ 107(@300wpm)
“I have to mark you, sweet girl. This pussy is not only sweet and hot, but it is going to push my baby out and make us a family. I was never worthy of this gift, but you gave it to me and now, I own it. Open wider my horny little mama.” This man is on his knees pleasuring me and it is giving me confidence and power. “I need to fit my shoulders between them.” I widen my legs, praying he continues. If he quits now, I just might collapse.
“Ah. There she is. So fucking pink baby. So shiny it looks like she’s covered in glitter.” Holy shit. Who knew filthy words could be so hot.
“Royce!!” The first slide of his tongue between my folds is like a sledgehammer. My body jerks forward. His hand shoots out and holds me in place and thank goodness he is. His mouth has yet to move from the place where he is worshipping, and my legs are barely hanging on.
“Sweet fucking pussy. Tastes exactly like cotton candy. We are it for one another, sweet girl. You will never know another and neither will I.”
“I-I don’t want to be with anyone but you. I’m yours Royce.” I cry out, spreading my legs wider. I feel like at this moment I would promise him anything just so he doesn’t stop. I am rocking against his mouth, pulling his head further into me. When his mouth moves down to ass, I practically come out of my skin. I never expected that to feel so decadent.
“That's right, baby. MINE!. Say you understand so I can fuck you with the words embedded in my head.”
“Y-yes. I understand. Don’t stop.” His tongue moves from my pussy to my ass. He eats both of them like it is his first and last meal. I scream his name, demanding he lick harder and faster. I can hear the wetness, from each slurp like a kid with a popsicle.
“How about that? I have only been eating your ass and pussy for mere minutes and already you are demanding things from me. That’s okay baby. Demand away. You never have to ask me for this. There is no part of you I am not going to gorge myself on.”
God his mouth is everything. My body moves of its volition, demanding the friction it needs to finish. I don’t know if the amount of wetness I am making is normal, but it pleases him, so I won’t worry about it. “Royce please. Right there.” I cry out, gripping his hair.
“Take what you need, my good girl. Take and give me your cream in return. Come baby because as soon as you are done you are going to become my rut hole.”
“Yes Royce. Oh shit,” is the last thing I shout before my body floats into the air. I can feel myself moving above my body. While I am still floating coming down, he moves me to the middle of the bed.
I get a second to really look at him and marvel at how gorgeous he is. He is the sexiest masterpiece I have ever seen. “That's right, baby look all you like. Look and get used to it. This is all yours”.
Moving closer to me, he leans on his hands and knees and crawls over me, pushing my thighs open for him. “Grab your knees and pull them back to your ears. I need to be inside of you now. Deep. I need to feel your cunt swallowing me, so I can watch me drip out of you.”
Filled with lust, I grab my knees as commanded. I feel brave. With my finger, I slide it through my slickness and hold it out for him to taste. “Fuck,” he growls. I move my hand to do it again, but he practically falls on me. “NO! MINE! You don’t touch my new toy. I hated sharing as a child. Now you’ve fucked up.” He impales himself inside of me and even though I am not a virgin, the pain is piercing he is so deep, but I want to feel all of him.
“Oh shit!!!” I cry, not aware that tears are leaking from my eyes..
“Shhh. It's okay. Just let me in sweet girl. Just let me in.” As he says it his hands touch my belly and rub it. “Jesus, you feel so good. I don’t know if I can hold on. Fuck. Never felt anything so good.” I squeeze him and moan when it swells. “What the fuck. Don't do that. I'm barely holding on,” he grunts into my shoulder.
“It’s alright, Royce. Take it.”
“Say it again, baby. Tell me I can have you.”
“It’s all yours.” It’s true. I have belonged to him longer than I realized.
Over and over, his mouth seeks mine. There is not a part of my body right now not touching his. I meet his thrusts entranced by the feeling of us together with our baby between us.