Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 46803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
My human pet is sexually voracious, her cunt gripping me with an urgent desire that threatens to milk the seed from me in an instant. I hold back, maintaining self control because I want her first time with me to be more than a wild rut. I want it to encapsulate everything about our relationship. I want her to feel kept and disciplined. I want her energies to run rampant right up until they find the hard boundary of my being.
I let her bounce herself back and forth on my dick for a time, coating my scaled cock in the gleaming dew of her human arousal. And then I clamp down on her hips, holding her in place while she lets out little whimpers of complaint that become a full body protest, her toes curling, her feet kicking.
“More,” she begs.
“Don’t worry, pet. You’re going to get more. You’re going to get much more, but it’s going to be on my terms.”
I pull my cock almost the entire way out of her, leaving her with just the thick blue head of my dick stretching her lips. Perhaps this is cruel? If it is, it is the kind of cruelty I very much enjoy. I am making her be patient. I am making her wait for her pleasure.
And I am giving her poor pussy a chance to recover from the absolute pounding she has been giving it with her wild motions. Her first time should have been slow and tender. Should have given her body a chance to adjust. But Stella is not the sort of woman to take things slowly. She wants everything at once.
“Fuck me, Kahn, please,” she moans.
Her words make my cock throb visibly.
I had no idea how powerful a human begging on the end of my dick would be until it happened. Denying her that wish is almost impossible, because all I want is to give her everything, every fucking inch of me.
I slide back inside her, giving her what she asked for so nicely. In doing so, I get what I need too, the warmth of her body, the feeling of conquest and of laying claim to someone who is uniquely and entirely mine. Being inside Stella is like coming home.
Setting up a more languid pace, I mate her slowly. She can have my cock, but she will have it on my terms. She will learn how to take me with some patience, and have her pleasure build in a slow burn.
I want to look into her eyes. I want to see her surrender on her face, so I pull free of her pussy and I flip her onto her back before driving back deep inside her.
Stella
God, he’s… he is fucking everything.
Looking up the massive, muscular length of his body, I feel myself melting into total submission. Not the kind of submission I was always so afraid of, the kind that feels like a forced humiliation, but a rich, deep, loving submission that makes me feel safe and held and cared for — and absolutely, completely, fucking owned.
I can’t take my eyes off him. And I cannot stop them roaming from his feral, handsome face, to his massive shoulders and powerful arms, scales and muscles flexing and rippling as his hips undulate in a skillful motion that makes my pussy stretch in the most incredible ways. There are hidden parts of me, complexities to this inner place, and every motion of his alien cock inside me unleashes fresh feelings.
My entire body and being is wrapped up in this moment. I am transported out of myself and into someone new. Someone who knows what it feels like to be physically connected to another being. He is dominant, and he is possessive, and he is protective, but more than that, he cares deeply for me. He is being careful, and though he could crush and rip and destroy me, he is using every bit of his self-control to fuck me as hard as I want to be fucked without actually breaking me.
Kahn is the most dangerous creature I know, and I am the safest I have ever been with him in this moment of supreme vulnerability.
And that is when I can no longer hold back. Orgasm floods me in the very moment I finally understand what being loved feels like. It feels like a heat that animates but does not destroy. It feels like pleasure that spirals from the core of me where we meet as two alien animals, foreign flesh creating new connection. It feels like being cared for, nursed to health, disciplined, collared, and claimed. It feels like everything I have always wanted, and everything I have never had.
I scream my orgasm and my joy, and in turn Kahn grips me and plunges as deep as he can go, spilling his seed inside me for the first time, filling me with his essence. A fresh rush of incredible pleasure hits me like a drug as I feel every nerve ending in my body hit with the effects of this new stimulus.