Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130081 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
He looked up for a moment, his mouth shiny with her juices and his eyes stern.
“No, baby girl,” he growled hoarsely. “Don’t try to get away from me. The Bonding Fruit is affecting you too strongly—you need to come—need to take the edge off if you’re going to get over this. You drank an awful lot of that juice and your body needs stimulation.”
“But it feels almost too good!” Sonya panted. Her hips were still trying to buck, though Davrik was holding her still with what appeared to be little or no effort.
“I know that, but you need to have an orgasm—I can tell by how sensitive you are,” he countered. Then he gave her a stern look. “Do I need to cuff you to the spanking bench, baby girl? Is that the only way you can be a good girl and let me lick your pussy until you come for me?”
Sonya nibbled her lower hip. Her mind was a whirl of desperate fantasies—dreams in which a stern but loving Master took her in hand and made her feel good even if she told him she didn’t want him to.
“Yes,” she whispered at last, nodding. “I…I think you’ll have to…have to cuff me, Master. It feels too good—I can’t hold still any other way.”
“Very well, then.”
Davrik’s big hands went around her waist and she gasped again as he positioned her as easily as he might move a doll. Before she knew it, Sonya found herself lying on her back with her wrists cuffed above her head to the corners of the bench.
She thought she had never felt more naked or more vulnerable but Davrik’s eyes were half-lidded with lust as he surveyed her.
“There you go—now you can be a good girl for your Master,” he murmured softly. He laid one big hand between her breasts and then stroked downward until he reached her quivering pussy. “Good girl, Sonya. Spread nice and wide for me—going to taste you now. Taste you until you come all over my face.”
“All…all right!” she whispered, her voice trembling, as she parted her thighs again.
“That’s right.” Davrik nodded at her approvingly. “Open up for your Master’s tongue and watch me lick that sweet little pussy. Watch me lick you until you come nice and hard for me.”
Sonya couldn’t have stopped looking if the sight had made her go blind. Her gaze was fixed on the big Kindred kneeling between her thighs. He bent his head and, holding her eyes the whole time, licked her open pussy starting at her entrance and dragging his tongue up along her inner folds until he reached the very top of her slit.
“Oh…oh!” Sonya moaned as he did it again…and then again. As before, the pleasure got so intense that her thighs started trying to close as she involuntarily twitched away from him.
But Davrik gave her a stern look.
“No, baby girl—you need to come for me. Keep your thighs spread wide and let me lick you nice and deep.”
Then he gripped her hips in his big hands and bent down again, plundering her slippery slit with his hot, wet tongue until Sonya saw stars dancing in front of her eyes.
“Oh…oh, God—Davrik! Master!” she moaned. She could barely hold her body still, the feeling was so intense. But Davrik held her down, not letting her twitch away or shut her legs as he licked her relentlessly, swirling his tongue over the aching button of her clit until at last an orgasm so strong it took her breath away hit her like a bolt of lightning.
With a wordless cry, Sonya’s back arched and she yanked against the cuffs that held her wrists. She could feel the big Kindred’s tongue, lapping her deeper as he worked to draw out her orgasm, pushing her higher and higher as he teased her sensitive clit until she nearly screamed his name.
“Davrik! Master!” she gasped, writhing in his grip. But again, his big hands kept her from getting away. There was nothing she could do but lie there and take it until he was finished licking her. Nothing she could do but lie there and submit to her Master’s tongue in her pussy.
At last, still panting and moaning, Sonya began to come down from the intense pleasure. But now, though the throbbing need was muted, she felt a new sensation—an emptiness between her thighs that demanded to be filled.
“Master, please!” she moaned, looking up at the big Kindred who was kneeling over her, watching her with half-lidded eyes. “Please, I feel so empty inside.”
“I know, baby girl,” he rumbled. “Don’t worry—I’m going to help you with that. Here.”
He unclasped the cuffs, freeing her arms for a moment. But Sonya scarcely had time to sit up before he was pushing her back down again, this time on her stomach.
“Up on your hands and knees, baby girl,” he ordered in that deep, commanding voice she didn’t dare to disobey. “Spread your legs and tilt your hips back so I can see your pussy.”