Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25821 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
I found myself getting turned on as I watched those black claws digging deeper and deeper into the wall. I felt his other hand tightening around mine to the point it slightly hurt but then felt insanely good.
The Beast was pumping both of our hands fast and hard against his shaft, every once in a while curling my palm over the slick tip. I was amazed at how much semen was coming out of him, a steady stream falling from the tip.
His big, hairy balls were swaying from the force of jerking him off, those twin weights swinging freely beneath the length. And all the while he stared at me, his gaze so penetrating it felt as if he were actually touching my pussy.
“Do you see that, wife?” He growled, and I felt my eyes grow even wider in shock as more cum spilled out. “That’s all for you.” He grunted when my hand moved over the crown before sliding back down the length and squeezing tightly at the base. “I’m going to fill you up with it, shove this big cock deep in you, make you take every last ounce until it’s pouring out of you so that when I pull out of your cunt, it’ll hurt so good.”
I gasped, knowing I should have felt scandalous hearing these vulgar, obscene words. But I felt a trickle of wetness slipping down my inner thigh, felt my pulse beating wildly at my center.
“I’m going to keep giving it to you, over and over again, not stopping until I fill your womb so full of my seed that it takes deep inside of you, and you grow big and heavy with my young.”
I clenched my thighs together, which added pressure to my clit, pulling a moan from me. And that was when I saw his entire body tense, and heard his claws dig so deep into the plaster they were now like black holes.
“That’s it, wife. Make me come. Watch as it goes everywhere because you made me feel so good.”
My gaze was locked on his cock as he stroked himself using my hand. He did this three more times before stilling, my palm wrapped around the center of the heavy length, and I felt something grow thicker, harder, right under my hold.
It had even more wetness spilling down my inner thighs as I watched him orgasm.
And he came so much, so forcefully, that his seed sprayed along the wall, covering the floor in thick, hot jets of milky ropes that shocked and aroused me.
After a long moment, he huffed out and sagged forward, a paw still dug into the wall.
“You see the mess you made me make?”
I snapped my focus up to him, feeling dazed and slightly confused by what I just witnessed.
And a whole lot of aroused.
He stared at me with a hooded expression, his eyes still glowing that otherworldly red.
His hold on my hand loosened and I took a step back, unable to look away from his massive cock that was still semi-hard and still dripping semen.
“I can’t wait until you’re mine in all ways, Belle.”
I jerked my focus up to his face, holding my breath as he slowly smiled, the visage distorted because of his fangs and tusks. But I was starting to find it not ugly or frightening.
In fact, I felt that familiar pulse between my thighs again because of it.
His nostrils flared and he took a step closer, his big, heavy cock bobbing, his large, hairy balls swinging back and forth from the movement. He lowered his head slightly, the massive arches of his horns turning me on.
Oh, God… what is wrong with me?
“And I know you can’t wait until you’re mine as well. I can smell the sweet honey that flows out of that tight little cunt right now.”
I took another step back just as I felt my pussy become even wetter.
“And once you are in my bed, I will brand you until you smell of my seed, sweat, and musk. It will cover every inch of you from the inside out, and be so deep in your womb that there will be no denying you are mine.”
Chapter
Seven
Belle
I felt like something had shifted in me after the washing encounter with the Beast.
It had only been a day since we shared that experience, but it had been all I was able to think about.
In my mind, I kept envisioning my hand sliding over his powerful, inhuman body. I even found myself throbbing between my thighs, had reached down and touched my soaking wet slit when I made my way back into my room last night.
Biting my lip as those memories crowded my mind, I remembered how good it had felt. But there had been something missing, and as I felt my orgasm claim me in the darkness, I knew what was missing.