Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 66904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Fucking is hot. Sex feels good. But this is more than that. This is belonging and bonding. This is what it feels like to find one’s true mate. I know that as surely as I know anything. I fuck her passionately, with as much love as I have in my body. I palm her hot ass. She deserved that spanking, and so much more, but I had to be inside her.
My hands press her hips down against mine as my cock surges deep and my seed starts to flow. She wails and trembles, her tender little human pleasure bud stimulated hard by the grinding of my scaled pubic bone against her flesh.
“You’re going to come for me,” I growl at her. “You are going to come for me, and you are going to take my seed. You are going to be mine. Forever.”
She responds with moaning and writhing, and I feel her interior gripping me tightly with all-too-human desperation. She is beyond speech. She is beyond all sense. She is wriggling her wet human cunt all over my cock, her body begging for my seed in a yowling, desperate wordless plea.
Who am I to deny her what we both so desperately need?
I unleash my seed inside her sex. I feel my essence flowing up from my body and pouring into her, and I drag her down on my cock to ensure that it goes as deep as it possibly can. I hear her scream with pleasure as this happens, her orgasm forcing contractions of her pussy and me deeper inside her still. Her body is draining me of all I have, taking the sparks and seeds of life into her fertile interior.
She is mated.
And she is mine.
4 BATHS AND BASTARDS
Lettie
I wake in Shan’s arms, big, scaled, fleshy limbs wrapped tight around me. As my consciousness returns, I become aware of his muscular frame up behind me, my back pressed against his lower abdomen, my legs curled up against me, and one of his large thighs up behind my legs. The next sensations I become aware of are the aches in my ass and my sex. He made me sore. He made me sorry. He bred me, and when I shift slightly, I feel the stickiness of that seed between my legs.
The memories come flooding back. My capture, my slight escape, my recapture, and then the taming and claiming of my flesh. I remember what it felt like to have his monstrously large alien body over mine, his cock spearing inside me, scaled, pulsing flesh taking the most sacred and private parts of me.
It really happened. He took me, and I gave myself to him. It hurt, and I wanted it to hurt. He punished me and he made me feel good. Even now, a delicious trickle of memorable pleasure runs down my spine and radiates out into my limbs. I feel so relaxed. So kept. So contained.
I close my eyes again and snuggle back against him, feeling him stir as he wakes up too. There are long, delicious moments in which I get to simply be his female mate. There is a certain simplicity to the moment that I have never been able to enjoy before. I like it. I think I could stay here forever…
I let out a small squeal as I am hoisted up in Shan’s arms, then lifted out of bed in one smooth motion. He sets me on the floor in front of him. He doesn’t look sleepy. He looks quite alert, instantly so. I wish I felt that way, but sleep is still clinging to me all over.
“Stay,” he says. “I want to put something on you before I take you to the bathroom.”
“There’s no bathroom here?”
“The outlaw caverns don’t come with ensuites,” he laughs. “There are communal baths. I assume you need to clean yourself.”
“Communal baths? I don’t want anyone else to see me…”
“That can’t be helped. Here. Put this on.”
The only bit of help I get for what is left of my modesty is an oversized undershirt taken from the wardrobe. It feels a bit like pajamas. It is not at all flattering, but it is coverage, and that is more than I expected to be allowed. When the girls who tried to save Sullivan came back to the ship, they told us all about how they found her naked in a cage. She was being held by the alpha of Grave City, and that is what he did to her. I cannot imagine her submitting to such a humiliation, and yet now here I am, terribly pleased with a shirt that balloons around me, loose neck open almost to my breasts, big hem billowing around my knees.
Shan
She is adorable. That shirt is tight on me. On her, the holes for my shoulder spikes are down by her elbows. It barely covers my midsection, and yet on her it is like a dress. Her hair is messy from being slept upon. I reach out and brush my fingers through it lightly, settling it around her face in a less chaotic fashion.