I want to sink my teeth into it.
She descends the steps into the pool, pulling her hair to one side, exposing her naked back, and then she looks over her shoulder at me, the swell of her breast becoming visible briefly before she descends into the water.
“Are you coming?” she asks.
I don’t think I’ve ever removed my trousers as fast in my entire life as I dive in after her, creating a wave which washes against the glittering tiled wall. Hazel’s laughter rings in the vaulted ceiling as she is washed past me to the window which looks out over the plains beyond.
There she stops, her arms folded over the stone lintel, her skin white and inviting beneath the surface. Her wet hair floats around her shoulders in a riot of colours.
“This place is beautiful,” she says.
“You are beautiful,” I rasp. “And I want to breed you, my little mare. I want to breed you until neither of us can speak from the pleasure.”
HAZEL
Warden stands, somewhat uncomfortably in the enormous bath which could easily fit twenty people. The tip of his cock breaks the surface and reminds me, as if I needed reminding, just how big he is.
Too big? I’m not sure.
With my recent limited recall of who I am, I believe I always liked a challenge.
However, Warden doesn’t move from his position, even after his announcement about what he wants to do with me. An utterly filthy announcement which made me flush from head to toe.
“And how,” I query, “do you intend on doing such a thing?”
I reach him and take hold of his member. It is massive, and, to my surprise, it has rounded lumps over the top and bottom which shift under my touch. Warden shudders, his eyes closing.
“I need…to be…sheathed…in you.” He stumbles over his words. His hips flip towards me, thrusting himself into my grip.
His eyes open, the stunning orbs fixed on me. “But I have not mated before, and I wish you to show me the best way to fill your belly with a foal.”
He sucks in a long breath, his chest hitching.
“You’ve never…been with a female before?” I query.
“You will be my first, my sweet mare.” He groans as I sweep my thumb over the tip of his cock and stroke the huge length. “I want to be sure I pleasure you as much as you pleasure me.”
He reaches for me, pulling me against him, his huge member pressing into my stomach.
“And first, I want to taste what smells so good about you.”
I’m lifted bodily out of the water, onto a shelf at the side of the bath, where warm water cascades out of a spout. Warden presses my thighs apart, staring in awe at my pussy.
“So beautiful, my mare,” he growls. “So pretty and pink.”
He sinks to his knees, leaning in to inspect me closer. Instinctively, I start to close my legs, but I get a growl for my trouble, and he presses me apart, shoving his huge head against me, his tongue lapping at my skin, his nose suddenly pressing against my clit and making me gasp in pleasure.
I grab for the only things available, the short horns on his head, and Warden groans against me, the deep noise reverberating through my body and making me shiver.
“Little mare,” Warden rumbles. “My horns…you will make me release my spend.”
“Your horns are…sensitive?”
He moans again as I squeeze a little harder.
“Sensitive,” Warden says, his voice hoarse. Then he buries his face in me, his big tongue lapping at my slit, exploring me and making me stop my tease because I’m absolutely pinned by him.
For a monster who’s not been with a female before, he is a very willing student.
