Excerpt - Hot - Black Dorn - Daryl Devore
Warning - excerpt is hot - not suitable to read at work or with little kids around
Tentatively, he touched the tip of his tongue to hers. She moaned. He laid her back against the ground and trailed kisses down her neck to her chest. "Malack." She pressed her hands on his chest. "I must not." "I must." He pressed up onto straight arms and looked down at her. "I am humbled by your beauty, but consumed by thoughts of you. I want to taste you, feel your skin, smell your scent. Explore your body. I will not take what is his. You must bleed at your first time. If you do not, he will be angry. But I can have the rest, and I can teach you what pleasure is." "Teach me" **** A jolt of passion surged through Malack. A lust he had not experienced before. His lips met hers as his hands explored the texture of her skin. Trying not to break their seal of passion, he struggled to roll onto his back settling her on top. He moved his hands down to her waist attempting to remove the last bits of her clothing. "There is just too much skirt between me and you. When I am gon, I shall pass a decree about this." After an exasperated sigh, he mumbled, "I believe I shall lose the battle of the skirts." Branwyn giggled. The more skirt he tried to remove, the more there seemed to be. Unsuccessfully trying to stifle her laughter, she rolled off. He straddled her hips. "It is not good to laugh at your gon-dra." His hands slid down her stomach to the ribbon at her waist, untied it and successfully removed the offending garment. He paused as her gown slipped from his fingers to the grass. She was beauty. It was not that she was beautiful. If someone were to ask what does beauty mean? Without hesitation, his reply would be, Branwyn. He started to settle himself, but paused, adjusted his manhood and lay down. "You look uncomfortable. I should release you." "It is uncomfortable, but my pleasure will come later. I want to lose myself in you. Knowing that, and suspecting the wonders I am about to discover makes this discomfort more enjoyable." He ceased his caress of her body and focused on her breasts. He tickled his fingertips across her nipple. She closed her eyes and sighed. "Open your eyes. Look at yourself. It is not only a man who grows when pleasured. See how they grow. How firm they become." He leaned over and brushed a kiss across a nipple. It quivered. His lips parted. He licked her pink flesh. He slipped her nipple between his teeth, closed his lips around it, suckling her like a baby. Branwyn’s back arched, pressing her breast into his face. Her breaths changed from short and shallow to long deep, contented sighs. While he pleasured her breasts, Malack tenderly stroked her abdomen. His gentle fingers left goose bumps where they glided across her flesh as his lips moved down her in a path of little kisses. He did not stop when he reached her dark brown patch of hair. His hands were insistent as they pressed her legs apart. He lingered in the scent of her sex and the heat between her legs. Spreading her nether lips, he slid his tongue from her pleasure hole to her clit. He lapped at the sides then circled her nub. Branwyn's body tensed. As his tongue moved, her pulse surged. Moans escaped her lips while she instinctively moved her body with each stroke. Malack slipped a finger into her pleasure hole and stroked her. He adjusted his position so his finger faced upward tickling the inside of her while his thumb made gentle circles on top of her clit. He inched up the bed and while continuing to ignite the fires inside her with his hand, he teased her nipple with his tongue. Uncomfortable pressure built in his loins, he struggled with not entering her. That joy had to be her master’s, the first entry. He forced himself to focus on her, away from what his loins were commanding. Guessing her moment was near; he increased his speed and was rewarded with the first spasm. Her muscles clenched on his fingers. She gasped as her whole body tensed. Sharp fingernails dug deeper into his shoulders as each wave surged through her. He did not stop his stroking. He forced her to revel in her pleasure until it subsided. With a shudder, she relaxed. He slipped out his hand then placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. She closed her eyes and smiled. He released his manhood. It had swollen to its peak. He grasped it firmly, and being wet with her juices, his hand easily slid up and down. He allowed his mind to wander to thoughts of being inside her. It would be a most wondrous moment to slip his thick, hot cock into the fiery pleasure hole between Branwyn's legs. Her heat would pleasure his manhood better than any well-trained duna. A powerful surge shot forth from him as he released. He pumped harder; savoring every moment. When his bliss subsided, he snuggled next to the sleeping Branwyn wrapping his arm over her. In a moment, he was asleep.
Black Dorn
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Tentatively, he touched the tip of his tongue to hers. She moaned. He laid her back against the ground and trailed kisses down her neck to her chest. "Malack." She pressed her hands on his chest. "I must not." "I must." He pressed up onto straight arms and looked down at her. "I am humbled by your beauty, but consumed by thoughts of you. I want to taste you, feel your skin, smell your scent. Explore your body. I will not take what is his. You must bleed at your first time. If you do not, he will be angry. But I can have the rest, and I can teach you what pleasure is." "Teach me" **** A jolt of passion surged through Malack. A lust he had not experienced before. His lips met hers as his hands explored the texture of her skin. Trying not to break their seal of passion, he struggled to roll onto his back settling her on top. He moved his hands down to her waist attempting to remove the last bits of her clothing. "There is just too much skirt between me and you. When I am gon, I shall pass a decree about this." After an exasperated sigh, he mumbled, "I believe I shall lose the battle of the skirts." Branwyn giggled. The more skirt he tried to remove, the more there seemed to be. Unsuccessfully trying to stifle her laughter, she rolled off. He straddled her hips. "It is not good to laugh at your gon-dra." His hands slid down her stomach to the ribbon at her waist, untied it and successfully removed the offending garment. He paused as her gown slipped from his fingers to the grass. She was beauty. It was not that she was beautiful. If someone were to ask what does beauty mean? Without hesitation, his reply would be, Branwyn. He started to settle himself, but paused, adjusted his manhood and lay down. "You look uncomfortable. I should release you." "It is uncomfortable, but my pleasure will come later. I want to lose myself in you. Knowing that, and suspecting the wonders I am about to discover makes this discomfort more enjoyable." He ceased his caress of her body and focused on her breasts. He tickled his fingertips across her nipple. She closed her eyes and sighed. "Open your eyes. Look at yourself. It is not only a man who grows when pleasured. See how they grow. How firm they become." He leaned over and brushed a kiss across a nipple. It quivered. His lips parted. He licked her pink flesh. He slipped her nipple between his teeth, closed his lips around it, suckling her like a baby. Branwyn’s back arched, pressing her breast into his face. Her breaths changed from short and shallow to long deep, contented sighs. While he pleasured her breasts, Malack tenderly stroked her abdomen. His gentle fingers left goose bumps where they glided across her flesh as his lips moved down her in a path of little kisses. He did not stop when he reached her dark brown patch of hair. His hands were insistent as they pressed her legs apart. He lingered in the scent of her sex and the heat between her legs. Spreading her nether lips, he slid his tongue from her pleasure hole to her clit. He lapped at the sides then circled her nub. Branwyn's body tensed. As his tongue moved, her pulse surged. Moans escaped her lips while she instinctively moved her body with each stroke. Malack slipped a finger into her pleasure hole and stroked her. He adjusted his position so his finger faced upward tickling the inside of her while his thumb made gentle circles on top of her clit. He inched up the bed and while continuing to ignite the fires inside her with his hand, he teased her nipple with his tongue. Uncomfortable pressure built in his loins, he struggled with not entering her. That joy had to be her master’s, the first entry. He forced himself to focus on her, away from what his loins were commanding. Guessing her moment was near; he increased his speed and was rewarded with the first spasm. Her muscles clenched on his fingers. She gasped as her whole body tensed. Sharp fingernails dug deeper into his shoulders as each wave surged through her. He did not stop his stroking. He forced her to revel in her pleasure until it subsided. With a shudder, she relaxed. He slipped out his hand then placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. She closed her eyes and smiled. He released his manhood. It had swollen to its peak. He grasped it firmly, and being wet with her juices, his hand easily slid up and down. He allowed his mind to wander to thoughts of being inside her. It would be a most wondrous moment to slip his thick, hot cock into the fiery pleasure hole between Branwyn's legs. Her heat would pleasure his manhood better than any well-trained duna. A powerful surge shot forth from him as he released. He pumped harder; savoring every moment. When his bliss subsided, he snuggled next to the sleeping Branwyn wrapping his arm over her. In a moment, he was asleep.
Black Dorn
Available at - http://www.newdawningbookfair.com/
Amazon –
Smashwords – http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/98038
Kobo - http://www.kobobooks.com/ebook/Black-Dorn-submission-punishment-bondage/book-9vcORpb9BUaVdzUALE5mfQ/page1.html
All Romance Ebooks - http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-blackdorn-624398-146.html
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