Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
I stroked my hand up under his shirt, massaging his flesh with my thumb. “Oh, you feel so good,” I confessed, consumed by this passion between us. I kissed away from his mouth, along his jawline, down his neck. His subtle movements, even the way he breathed, guided me along my path as I hiked his shirt up, offering a series of wet kisses between his pecs. I slid my hand around his side, settling at the small of his back, which I pushed toward me. I was feral with my passion, so obsessed with pleasuring him that I soon found my tongue teasing his navel before I offered a bite against his abs, a growl escaping my lips.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” he muttered.
As my breath hitched, I noticed his hard girth bulging in the crotch of his shorts. What would it feel like to have him in my mouth? To feel him responding viscerally to me pleasuring his cock? Licking my lips, I inspected his expression—all desire and curiosity. I ran my thumb across the small of his back. “I don’t want to do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
“Well, if you’re about to blow me, then I’d say that’s not gonna be an issue.”
A burst of excitement radiated in my chest as I found his zipper with my free hand, sliding it down to reveal the briefs encasing his cock—the barrier between us. I gripped on to either side of his shorts and briefs, dragging them down to reveal his hard, beautiful shaft, which twitched as though eagerly anticipating all the things I intended to do to it.
Given how quickly I got him into my mouth, it was like I’d blacked out, but soon I was pushing down, wetting him as he arched his back, whispering, “Oh, Daddy, yes.”
I moved without hesitation, only determination, exploring, listening as his body indicated the right movements that would please him. My own cock strained in my shorts to the point where I had to adjust as I continued taking him before a taste burst into my mouth. I was making him leak already, and that pleased me so much. I cherished the taste, my body only wanting to pull more from him.
Twink’s hand gravitated to the back of my head, and he ran his fingers through my hair. “You’re so good at that, Daddy.” I sped up as I felt his body come to life, and he moaned, “No, you’re gonna make me come too fast if you keep going like this.”
I could hear the genuine despair in his tone, so I forced myself to drop his cock from my mouth. My saliva dripped off the head as it rested against his abs. I regretted not having him between my lips still, not for my own sake, but because of the way I felt his arousal shift to disappointment.
I studied his body beneath me, his shorts and briefs around his knees, his shirt hiked up just above his nipples. As I finished pulling off his shorts and briefs, I took a moment to admire his beauty, this form that seemed to have been created especially for me—that the Furker part of me was convinced was mine already.
“What do you want to do?” he asked.
I licked his shaft. “I want to probe and explore every inch of you.” I sank lower, my tongue traveling down his balls as I grabbed hold of his shaft. “I want to learn every nerve, every part of you that brings you pleasure…” I let my tongue travel even lower, down to his hole, which I licked around. His breath hitched, and I felt alive with the power he surrendered to me. “…before giving you the best orgasm of your life.” His cock was so firm in my hold. “I want to make you come like no one else before me.”
I kissed his ass once again, stroking his cock, feeling it leak against my fingers. I appreciated how effective I was at this, my Furker pride swelling as I kissed his ass as I’d kissed his mouth, pushing my tongue inside. I wet a finger before pushing it into his ass, opening him up for me.
From that first night, when I stole DNA from a member of his species, I had taken with it such knowledge about their mating and what would be necessary to take him, and in an instant, it all came to me as though it had always been a part of my being.
“Such a tight hole,” I said. “It’ll take time and energy to make this ready to take me.” Worry flooded him, and I quickly rushed out, “Not that I’ll fuck you tonight, Twink. I just want you to know my aim.”
I wondered what he might think of this, but he said, “Open me up, Daddy.”