Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
“I like the look of you completely naked, Giant,” she purred, a smile twitching the corners of her lush mouth. “Are you ready to let me fuck you now?”
Torin’s mouth went dry even as his cock surged. From the minute he’d met her—from the moment when she’d put a knife to his throat and told him how things were going to be in that alleyway café—they had been leading up to this, he realized. He had finally found a female who was his match—one who could take him in the way he had always taken women himself.
Had he been waiting for someone like Sky’lar all his life? Had these tendencies—these desires to allow himself to be dominated—been with him always, hidden in the depths of his psyche?
He had no answers to any of these questions. He only knew his cock was hard and throbbing with desire and he was going to give himself to her the way she was demanding.
“Yes,” he said. “I’m ready.” He turned to face the latticework fence and gripping it hard. “Go on—put it in me. Fuck me.”
THIRTY-EIGHT
TORIN
But Sky’lar didn’t put the thick phallus into him all at once. First she teased him with it, rubbing it between his ass cheeks and squirting some of the warming lube on his rosebud.
“You feel that, Giant?” she murmured from behind him. “Is it making you feel good? Is it nice and warm?”
As she spoke, she pressed the rounded tip of the green phallus against his entrance, just barely opening him and pulling a groan from his throat.
“Gods yes—it’s warm,” he gasped as she pressed a little deeper into him. It felt like the lube might have some opening compounds of its own, he thought, because he could feel his back entrance spreading for her as she fucked slowly into him with the short, shallow thrusts.
“I know it’s warm—but how does it feel?” Sky’lar had the head of the dildo inside him now and Torin was gripping the lattice even harder, trying to be open for her.
Earlier he had told himself he would take his mind away, to the beach with the pink sands and pale purple water, as he did when he was enduring torture. But strangely, he found he didn’t want to go away—he wanted to stay here, in the moment, with Sky’lar.
And she seemed determined to keep him with her—at least, if the way she kept asking him questions and demanding feedback with every little move she made was any indication.
“How does it feel, Giant?” she asked again, shoving a little bit deeper into him.
“Big,” Torin admitted, gripping the lattice harder. “Hurts a little—only because I’m so tight.”
“You need more lube,” she decided and he felt something hot squirting inside him. Gods, it was almost like she was coming inside him, Torin thought! But the lube seemed to do the trick because a moment later, she was able to slide the entire phallus all the way into him.
“There you are, Giant,” she murmured, her breath hot on his back. “Do you feel me all the way inside you?”
“Yes,” he gasped hoarsely and added, “Mistress,” though he wasn’t sure why.
Sky’lar seemed to like it.
“That’s right—call me ‘Mistress’ while I fuck you, Giant,” she purred in his ear. “Beg me for more. Beg me to fuck your ass nice and deep.”
“Fuck me deep, Mistress,” Torin heard himself begging.
Gods, he’d never imagined he could enjoy something like this and he told himself he wasn’t enjoying it now—but his body was telling another story. His cock was throbbing with the need to come and his breath was coming deep and fast.
There was a sweet taste at the back of his mouth and he wondered vaguely if it was the Fumes of the Goddess, the little Serpentine male had talked about. Was that the reason he couldn’t take his mind away? Was that why he couldn’t help wanting to let the curvy little female fuck him?
Whatever the reason, as Sky’lar pulled almost all the way out and then thrust into him again, he gripped the lattice and didn’t try to stop her. In fact, he spread his thighs wider, giving her better access to his body. She was hitting some spot inside him—some tight node of pleasure Torin hadn’t even known he had—and every time she did, sparks of sensation arched through him like jagged flashes of lightning.
“That’s right, Giant,” Sky’lar was purring in his ear. “That’s right—take it nice and deep. Do you like this? Do you like me fucking you?”
Torin couldn’t deny it.
“Yes,” he groaned, gripping the lattice even harder. “Gods, yes, Mistress!”
“That’s good,” Sky’lar told him. “Because in just a minute, you’re going to come for me.”
She reached around him and grasped his shaft with her small, strong hands. Torin groaned helplessly as she stroked slowly up and down, sliding her fingers over every inch of his aching cock as she slowly jerked him off even as she continued fucking his ass.