Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 71045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71045 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
“Every time you pull some of that magic without permission, you’re going to have your pussy spanked, knotted, and bred,” he growls, shafting me deep and hard. “When I give you an order, I mean it.”
He’s back to lecturing me, but I don’t hate him for it now. I feel turned the fuck on, my clit rubbing against the edge of the bed as he breeds me roughly, just like he promised.
“I like fucking you,” he says. “You have a sweet little cunt and it wraps around me so sweetly. Feel free to disobey if you like. Every time you do, I will make a sexual example of you. If you do it in public, be prepared to be publicly bred. Understand?”
He grips my hair and pulls it back firmly enough to make me squirm and arch my back, my pussy gripping him desperately as he thrusts his hips against my sore ass. This is true wolf discipline and I know I deserve it. I wasn’t submitting to him. I wasn’t respecting him. I was doing whatever I wanted and I was expecting to get my way because that’s how I was raised.
Krall’s cock is starting to thicken inside me, the knot heralding orgasm.
“You’re not going to come,” he says. “I’m just going to fuck your naughty cunt and breed you.”
Those words seem to excite him as much as they do me, because he thrusts deep and holds himself inside me, and I feel another dose of his seed being spilled inside my soaked pussy. His knot thickens further, and I know I am trapped on his cock for the duration as he wraps his arms around me, keeping me close to his body as he gets up then lies down on the bed with me.
Outside, the world rushes by the window, and I do not care because my pussy is wrapped around a hard knot, and an older alpha’s rough fingers are playing between my spread legs as he lies on his back and holds me atop him, that cock still buried deep in me.
He rubs my clit in swift little circles, letting me get close to coming before stopping completely.
“Why?” I whine the question.
“Because you don’t deserve to come. Good girls get to orgasm, but you’ve been a surly, thieving, naughty little brat,” he says, tapping my clit punitively. “So I am going to play with you, but you are not going to get to come.”
I whimper, but there’s nothing I can do. When I try to reach for my pussy myself, to address the problem of the fact that I am fucking dying to climax, he makes a tutting sound, grabs my arms, and pulls them down to his sides, leaving me spread-eagled on his larger body, and absolutely trapped on his cock.
He jolts his hips a few times, moving the knot in me a bit, driving me wild.
“She looks beautiful like this,” Skor says. “Do you want me to take an image, brother?”
I had forgotten he was here, but when he speaks, I make eye contact with him. He flickers a dark wink at me, and again there’s that pulse of something ephemeral. Something like magic, but not magic. Fuck. I feel so exposed and so vulnerable.
“Yes,” Krall says. “Let’s take a picture of our naughty little mate being properly bred.”
Skor reaches into one of their bags, plucks out a small, rounded device, points it at me and Krall, and clicks a button several times. I have absolutely no idea what he is doing, until the machine whirrs and then images start to emerge from the bottom, small rectangular squares that are somehow manifested into reality.
He plucks one of them out of the small pile the machine creates, shakes it, then holds it in front of my face.
I gasp in shock as I see a picture of myself that looks like reality itself. My inner thighs and my pussy are bright pink, swollen, and wrapped around a thick cock. My breasts have come free of my dress and are exposed. My face is flushed and slightly quizzical. I look bright-eyed and blushing.
“You are beautiful,” Skor says. “Every time you are fucked, this is how you look. See this sweet redness that runs from your face to your breasts? See how your pussy is so wet and so puffy? She how perfectly fuckable and useable and breedable you are?”
I whimper with embarrassment, but he only lifts the camera and takes another picture, this time a close-up of my face. The device must be able to somehow capture the light of the world and transfer it to paper. I’ve read of such things in my mother’s books, but these are one of the many wonders I have never encountered.
Skor frees his cock, which is hard and straining for me. He turns my head to the side and pushes the tip of his cock into my mouth. I make a little muffled sound as he starts to use my lips as if they are a pussy.