Series: The Un Series by Izzy Sweet
Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109192 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 546(@200wpm)___ 437(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
No matter how hard my cock throbs or my balls ache, there’s still an eternity stretching ahead of me.
I will be fulfilled one day.
This is only a small blip in time for me.
I’ve waited centuries, I can wait a little longer.
But it could be a crucial turning point for her. The crucial turning point that causes her to drop her wall and give everything to me.
Her fervor increasing, she kisses me as if she’s trying to wring out every single drop of pleasure she can get.
Then her pussy grinds against the hard bulge in my pants.
Fuck…
I can keep my fangs tucked safely into my gums, but I can’t stop the claws that explode from my fingertips.
Afraid of accidentally hurting her, I slam my hands down on the bed and dig my claws into the quilt.
Moaning into my mouth, she rubs herself against me again.
Not even aware of what she’s doing…
How close she is to unmanning me.
But I can’t stop her curiosity as she explores these new sensations.
Not while they crackle and spark through the bond like fireworks.
Her movements unsure and jerky, she struggles to find the right speed and motion to achieve what she wants.
The second I sense she’s becoming frustrated, I force my claws to retract and grab her by the ass.
Unholy gods, give me the strength to endure this, I silently beg as my fingers dig into her juicy flesh.
Guiding her with my hands, I show her the way to move to get what she needs.
Gently rocking her hips so she rubs up and down my aching cock.
Picking up the rhythm I’ve shown her, she pants against my mouth as she begins to move faster and faster.
Her own instinct driving her.
Closing her eyes in concentration, her face flushed with desire, she floods the bond with arousal.
An arousal that threatens to crumble the last of my resolve.
Thank fuck she’s stopped kissing me because my fangs burst through my gums, ready to sink into her skin.
The scent of her desire fills the room and my pants cling to my erection. Soaked with her wetness.
“Something’s happening…” she gasps in surprise.
“Let it,” I growl as all kinds of dark, devious thoughts float through my head.
Thoughts of flipping her off my lap and shoving my face between her thighs so I can taste her before I shove myself inside her pussy.
The beast inside me suddenly throws himself against his chains, trying to break free, and I know I’ve let this go on for too long.
If this doesn’t end soon, what I want to achieve will go flying out the fucking window.
The beast will take her, and he won’t be patient or gentle.
Then he will turn her.
While I’m forced to watch like a fucking cuckold.
Unclenching my fingers from around her ass, I grab her by the shoulders and drag her up and down my cock at a speed she can’t achieve on her own.
“Oh god,” she groans and trembles against me. “What is…”
Determined to pull her orgasm out of her, I move her even faster.
Her thighs try to lock tight around my hips a split-second before her head falls back.
Moaning with abandon, her release flashes through the bond like a white-hot blast.
The artery in her neck pulses in front of my eyes, ready for the taking.
And my cock is almost bursting with the need to explode alongside her. To share in her orgasmic bliss.
To stop myself from doing anything stupid, I sink my fangs hard into my bottom lip.
The beast inside me still struggles to take control from me, but eventually gives up when I focus on searing this moment in time into my memory.
The sweat glistening on her porcelain skin. The way her body trembles and shakes with all her little aftershocks.
How fucking soaked my erection is.
We gave our bonded her very first orgasm.
And it is the first of many more to come…
Grumbling, my beast coils around himself and tucks his head down, ready to go back to sleep.
Ripping my fangs out of my lip, I run my tongue along it, licking up any blood that might be there.
Alena’s eyelashes flutter, and when she finally lifts her head and looks at me, I’m grateful that what I did to my mouth is already healed.
She gives me a pleased, sleepy smile, and I clutch her closer to my chest.
At first, she stiffens, as if out of reflex, but then she quickly relaxes. Melting against me.
Burying her face in my neck, she murmurs, “I’m tired.”
Biting back a groan, I say, “Of course you are.”
I guess I’ll be enjoying blue balls, after all.
Fuck.
Alena’s breathing slows, and I don’t need the bond to know that her release took the last of her energy.
Tightening one arm around her, she clings to me as I turn, yank the quilt back and gently lay her down.
Unbuttoning my shirt, I remove it, then toe off my shoes. I’d remove my wet pants, but I don’t think she’d be comfortable with that.