Total pages in book: 153
Estimated words: 140462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 702(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 468(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 140462 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 702(@200wpm)___ 562(@250wpm)___ 468(@300wpm)
He understands me. My heart beats faster by the second, and my face is glowing with heat. “I have nothing, so what is it you demand?” I ask, but my eyes stray to the front of his pants. I can’t wait to see his stiff cock again. The Nightmare Realm can wait an hour or two.
He kisses me. Hard. With passion that makes my insides turn into goo. I’m ready to let him do anything he wants. My hole is still tender from its last encounter with his prick, but if he wants to leave his seed inside me again, I know I’ll let him. I desire to be anything he wants me to be. I want him to crave me more than he craves food, drink or even sleep. I want to haunt his dreams and be the only one for him.
“I’ve been wandering the woods on my own for so long, and that pretty mouth of yours really caught my eye,” Hawk rasps as his hands spread my thighs wide, massaging their tender flesh.
I’m already hard, lust pooling in my balls, but whenever he calls me pretty, my stomach does a backflip as if I’m sixteen again and a handsome guard winked at me for the first time.
“My mouth? What could you possibly want from it?” I lick my lips. Does this game make me a pervert? Is it wrong that I want to be desired to the point that another man is willing to break all rules to embed his cock inside me? My whole body is throbbing with need.
“Oh, I’ll show you,” Hawk remarks with a giddy smile, and I whimper when he gently squeezes my throat.
A moment later, he pulls my face to his bulge. I make a greedy whimper and stroke his thighs.
“I see you already have an idea,” my promised says but it sounds more like a purr to my ears.
I glance up at him, tucking the bottom of my shirt into my collar to show him my stiff nipples. If it wasn’t for the barrage of compliments, I would have never done that, but he makes me feel like I’m not only “pretty”, but worth worshiping. As if my compact size is not just acceptable but exactly what turns him on.
“You can touch me wherever you wish. I’m yours to toy with,” I rasp, breaking out of character because my reality with Hawk is even more delicious than the fantasy we’re weaving together.
He grins and leans down, so we can kiss again. My head spins as he squeezes my pec, then glides his hand lower, toward my stiff cock, but as I believe he’s about to touch it, the hand pulls away, leaving me to wail.
“Come on, now, that’s not very prince-like, is it?” Hawk teases as he pulls down his sweatpants to reveal his thick dick. “Your body is mine now,” Hawk continues, drilling his gaze straight into my soul. “I can have it whenever and wherever I want, can't I? You sold it.”
“I did. However you wish to have me…” I salivate at the sight of the stiff cock in his tattooed hand. I love how thick and veiny it is. A drop of pre-cum already beads at the tip, and most of all, I love that it’s so hard for me.
“Open your mouth and show me your cock,” he demands, and I oblige, pulling down my jeans to show him my excitement.
The mushroom under me is soft like a cloud, and the glowing colors swirl around us, creating a world where we can indulge in each other. And while the species I’m sitting on doesn’t have intoxicating properties, my mind buzzes when my man strokes my cheek with his cock. He smells like the beautiful beast he is, and I open up, showing him my tongue, desperate for a taste, for his touch, for attention.
“Good boy, so pliant for me. Go on, show me some love,” Hawk tells me as his cockhead rubs my lips, then slides into my mouth. This is only the second time I’m letting him do this, yet I’m salivating as if it were the greatest gift he could ever give me.
He pushes it in over my tongue, and it’s so thick it barely fits, but I still give him all of my attention, hollowing my cheeks. I extend one hand to touch his hairy stomach and reach for my own needy manhood with the other.
“Yes. That’s what I want to see. Jerk off for me,” he grunts, forcing his prick in faster while he slides his hand into my hair.
I can’t get enough of it. His smell, his taste, the low moans he makes as I suck him harder, all send me into a frenzy of lust. I should have been so much more sensible, said no and continued our journey, but how could I possibly deny a cock this gorgeous, hot, and stiff?