Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91049 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91049 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 455(@200wpm)___ 364(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
I look down at the bed and it’s not the soft large four-poster one I’ve been lying in. It’s been replaced with a low mattress surrounded by soft pillows. It dawns on me this is the exact setting of the room in the book I’d been reading.
Feeling a presence at my other side, I turn to find a curvy form beneath the sheets beside me. The reddish-brown waves make me think of Blaise. Although I can already tell this woman has no tail.
She moans and rolls onto her back. My lips part and my mouth waters as her full breasts are exposed to me. I reach for the sheet and tug it back.
Smooth brown skin is revealed, but that’s not what grabs my attention. There are no hooves or furry legs. Her smooth, sexy shapely legs lead to cute little feet.
I allow my gaze to travel back up her body, stopping at the apex of her full thighs. Soft, inviting curls rest over her plush mound. I lick my lips and my nostrils flare.
I focus my gaze higher. Again, her breasts grab my attention and appreciation. Her dark nipples are more than an arousing sight.
Finally, I lift my eyes to her face. Her eyes are open and she’s observing me as I take her in. Frustration rises when I can only see her eyes. Her head and face are covered in teal fabric.
It reminds me that the heroine in the book I was reading wore a head-and-face covering. However, Blaise’s eyes are something I’ve grown to find interest in. They are so expressive.
She lifts a hand to cup my jaw. “This isn’t real,” she whispers.
I shake my head. “No, this must be the hallucinations you warned me of.”
She snorts. “Right, because I would be hallucinating as well,” she mutters more to herself.
I don’t give her words much attention. Her enticing body has all my focus. I brush my fingers along her thigh, and she gasps.
It’s such an arresting sound. I want to hear more. I return my gaze to hers as if asking for permission to touch her more.
Her eyes are pleading, causing me to trail my fingers to the soft curls between her legs and then lower. When I find her slick with arousal, I groan. My cock is painfully hard.
Not able to restrain myself, I dip my head to suck one of her nipples into my mouth. Her cry is husky and arousing. Her skin tastes of sweetness.
I’m stunned by that fact at first. It’s common for the women in my realm to have flavored skin. However, that’s not something other realms are known for.
At least not according to my studies and encounters on other planes. I want to see if she carries all the traits of my people. I shift to settle between her legs.
She opens her thighs to me so easily it brings me great pride. It is considered a gift to have a woman open herself to you in my realm. I take this gift with gratitude as I release her nipple and move down her body.
I glide a hand up her side to reach her other nipple and pinch it as I kiss my way down her smooth stomach. The sounds coming from her mouth are so sexy.
When I get to her soaked entrance, I can already smell the scent of vanilla and apples. I look up at her with curiosity. I really look into her eyes.
Perhaps it’s the hallucination making her more like the women from my home. That would explain it. Just as her legs and feet have been altered.
“Lie back, I’m going to taste you,” I command as she rests on her elbows, watching me.
She nods her head and obeys. I lower my head for my first taste. My mouth waters as her flavor bursts against my tongue. I eat at her essence, parting her folds with my hands to get better access to her delicious center.
“Yes,” she cries. “Please. That feels so good.”
I continue to feast on her as her thick thighs shake. I cup one in my palm and turn to kiss and lick it, giving her a short break. Her back arches off the mattress as she grabs for the pillows at her sides.
I return to her center and continue to bring her pleasure until my mouth fills with her sweet nectar. It’s like drinking a warm glass of cider. I kiss my way back up her body.
I want to see her face and kiss those soft lips once again. My loins still burn with desire when I think of that kiss. I reach for the fabric covering her face.
Right as I touch it, I feel that pull again. My vision blurs. I blink rapidly, trying to bring her back into view.
I’m by myself once again, back in my bedchamber, alone. I reach for my stiff cock and groan. Biting out a curse, I flip onto my back.