Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78259 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 391(@200wpm)___ 313(@250wpm)___ 261(@300wpm)
“Oh, Azar!”
Groaning, he slipped his warm, wet tongue out of my pussy and then dragged it up and down my slit.
My body drummed uncontrollably.
Oh my!
He lapped furiously at my clit. And all I could do was writhe against the wall.
My hips bucked forward, and I cried out, “Yes! That feels so good!”
He moved his attention to the panties that he’d pushed to the side of my pussy. Fast, he caught the fabric between his teeth and tore it apart, ripping a larger opening and inhaling me more. “May God be damned for putting you on this Earth and not bringing you straight to me.”
I trembled from his words.
With his hand, he massaged my throbbing clit, tormenting me.
“Azar.” Rocking my pussy into his face, I raised my hands and placed them back on the ceiling.
“I may never stop fucking you, hunter. Are you ready for that?”
He slipped his wet tongue back between my aching folds before I could respond.
“Oh!” My head fell back as his hot wet mouth enveloped my clit, greedily gorging on my pussy as if he were at a feast.
I screamed in pleasure.
His tongue danced around it, prodding with tiny little licks and then drawing away. I spasmed against his tongue each time it rounded my clit, moaning softly in a sharp, hungry intake of breath. The air was moist with the scent of our bodies.
His hands went to my ass, pulling me closer to his mouth until there was no way for me to move without feeling the heated velvet of his tongue.
My pussy dripped with my arousal and his incubus demonic saliva that had to be made with something more than the usual. It warmed and slipped like some heating lubricant.
“Yes. I will fuck you forever.” He groaned and licked. His tongue flicked and darted around my swelling sex, licking me ferociously.
His mouth journeyed all over my pussy, leaving his signature of smoldering lust everywhere he tasted.
A thunderstorm of pleasure crashed over my body. Tiny electric bolts licked up my spine and the small of my back, making me shiver.
He slipped a finger inside me and brushed against my g-spot, a sure sign that he knew exactly what he was doing.
Damn you to hell, Azar.
There would be no other after him.
“Don’t stop!” I flung my hands to the back of his head, gripping his silky hair. My dreadlocks lifted in the air, riding the vapors of demon magic that twirled around us.
“Oh!”
The curtains on all the windows dropped to the floor.
Growling, he pushed his long, wet tongue into me, thrusting in and out with long succulent strokes.
His hand went to my clit, teasing it with light feather touches and then lightly tugging it between his fingertips.
I crazily rocked into him. My worries and stresses collapsed into nothingness. Only his tongue existed as he savored me. Pleasure rose inside my core to the point of explosion.
“Azar!” I screamed, not caring if the whole hotel heard me.
My vision tunneled. The muscles between my thighs contracted and released in a steady beat.
He had fingers in my pussy. Yet, he had hands on both of my breasts, rubbing my nipples. And his hands gripped my ass. And his hands stroked my anus while his finger slipped into my mouth, beckoning me to suck.
How?
My knees buckled as pleasure surged inside me. I rubbed my hot sex more forcefully against him.
Meanwhile, all those hands pleasured me more. Fingers were everywhere. Alternating between my breasts and pussy, my ass and mouth. Fingers even combed through my hair.
All I could gather were blurs of movement here and there. My nipples were squeezed. My ass got slapped and fingered.
My vision danced around, trying to focus.
His fingers and thumbs found every sensitive spot of my body. Each moved with a prickly strength that seemed to drive me wild.
But. . .how many hands does he really have?
Then, all logical thoughts disappeared as I came hard.
My body came alive as if it were a single muscle, contracting and releasing with the rhythm of the sensual waves which crashed against the shore. An orgasm surged like an electric current through me, singing its song in my muscles and bones, setting every cell on fire.
My hips buckled. Legs spread. Ass clenched. My pussy throbbed and pulsed as pleasure thunder-clapped through my body. Flashing and striking. Bursting and joyously exploding.
A low rumble came from his chest. He greedily licked my wet walls, shoving me further along the edge of insanity.
“Azar,” I whispered, feeling a tugging sensation within my inner core.
Wait. He’s. . .
He was draining me, feeding off my arousal, making me tired, and drowsy. I grew dizzy.
I spun around over and over. Then, I was melting, collapsing under his tongue and fingers.
I struggled to keep my eyes open. Darkness slowly crept over my vision.
No. Stay. . .awake. . .
Just before I passed out, I saw Azar’s face and the huge, wicked grin spreading across it.