Thanred let out a heavy sigh. After a time, his hand fell from her chin to cup her soft breasts.
An excitement rippled through Royla, one she couldn’t contain. “I like to feel you touch me,” she said, softer still. Her heart pounding at her own daring, she pulled his hand forward and pressed the fingers of it between her legs.Arousal and excitement rushed through her at the feeling. “I am wet for you, Master,” she admitted.
A blush rose to her cheeks. How shameful and embarrassing to admit such a thing. And yet there was a way in which it made her feel free. It was the truth. Even though he was Dranark and she was human. Even though he was nearly twice her size. Even though he took her in hand and disciplined her, her body craved him. And now her heart had started to hunger for his.
When she let her hand fall away, his stayed in place. His eyes bored into her very core, causing more wetness to spill from her pussy and onto his fingers.
Royla’s chest swelled, her nipples hardening with excitement.
His nostrils flared. The corner of his mouth twisted. He looked like a hungry animal, ready to pounce.
She gasped when he fell to his knees in front of her. His hands came up, cupping her breasts and squeezing them.
A moan escaped her as lust shot through her whole body.
His lips closed over one of her taut pink buds. He suckled it, his tongue slipping around it and making her pussy tingle. Letting it fall from his mouth with a wet slurp, he turned his affection to her other breast. He drank it in and his strong tongue circled the taut flesh.
Royla was panting from excitement. She could see his cock jumping between his legs. How she longed to sink onto his lap and feel his member stretch her tight pussy. She had no time to react when he stood up.
Yanking a vine off a nearby tree, he wrapped it once, twice, three times around her. With her arms bound at her sides, he threw the other end into the air, sending it sailing over a thick branch.
A moment later Royla was being hoisted up and off her feet. He hauled on the end of the vine, pulling her higher until she was a dozen or so hands in the air.
Her eyes wide with shock and wonder at what he wasdoing, all she could do was dangle there and wait.
He stepped forward; putting a hand on the inside of each of her thighs, he pried them apart. Her pussy lips split open and a dribble of liquid ran down her leg.
He stared at her soft center. His hands slid back onto her ass cheeks and pulled her closer.
Royla gasped.
His lips formed a seal with her center. His tongue flicked along her slit.
Overcome by arousal, Royla wrapped her legs around his back, her thighs pressing against his cheeks. She threw her head back and moaned as hot pleasure pulsed from her sex. His tongue was so strong and hot as it probed into her soft hole. “Gods, Master, yes!” she cried.
His fingers dug into the soft, still burning flesh of her ass. He brought her closer, licking her pussy faster.
Her body began to shake, her thighs trembling against his cheeks. A wave had begun inside her, one she felt would quickly overtake her.
Royla could barely believe she was suspended in a tree, in a strange forest with this commanding creature between her legs. And yet everything about it seemed so right. She moaned as the wave grew, building up through her belly, then her chest, threatening to drown her soon.
He continued his affection, his hands drawing her even closer as his tongue flicked up into her entrance.
It made her shake even more violently. It was coming, so close that she could feel herself slipping under, unable and unwilling to be in control of her body any longer. She had craved something else from him, but this was nearly as good. Closing her eyes, she succumbed to the sensation.
Her scream resounded through the forest, sending birds flapping up off their perches in the canopy. Royla thrashed and twisted, trying to grind her pussy against his face, to grind every last sliver of delicious lust she could get. The climax had begun to ebb already.
As his tongue worked its way to the peak of her pussy,pressing between her lips and caressing the sensitive bud there, Royla felt one of his fingers touch her lips.
It twisted between them before sliding between her legs, over the soft part that separated her two holes. She gasped as it pressed against her back entrance.
It wasn’t an unwelcome sensation, just unexpected. Her body tightened, her ass clenching against the impending intrusion.
He growled between her legs.
Royla knew what the growl meant. Taking a deep breath, she relaxed. She squirmed a little as his finger pressed against that opening, as the tip of it traveled along the bumpy ridge of muscle that led to her insides.
She gasped again when it pressed tighter against her. But she wanted to do this for him. She suddenly had the desire to do everything he asked of her. She wanted to see him as happy and sated as she felt. Despite herself, she unclenched her muscles and tried to stay still.
