Page 68 of Valpar

I groaned, my hand sliding up her body and cupping them.

“You will take what I give you, my little fairy. You are not in charge.”

She whimpered when I squeezed her tiny tit and I licked it, savoring the taste of her and incensing my hunger for her. I couldn’t help but feel a sickening thrill as I considered the size difference between us and wondered if I could truly give her what she desired.

Her body responded to my touch, her hips pushing against mine, seeking more contact and friction. Her eyes were filled with a mix of apprehension and desire, her lips parted slightly, gasping for air.

I felt a renewed sense of determination, an urge to show her just how much I could give her, despite the monstrous nature I carried within me. A part of me wanted to prove that I could be gentle and tender, that I could be a good male to her, like I had tried the past few days.

I could still give us both pleasure, I just had to do it carefully.

As I continue to give attention to her tit, teasing it with my teeth and tongue, she shivered beneath me. My hand slid down her body, resting between her legs, feeling the dampness that has seeped between her soft skin. I knew she was ready, aching for my touch, and I was torn between the desire to claim her and the fear of hurting her.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “Please, Valpar.”

And there it was – the begging, her desperate need for me. It made me feel powerful, knowing that I held her desires in the palm of my hand.

I hesitated for a moment, then my fingers traced through the small curls, feeling the heat radiating from her body.

I was careful of my sharp claws as I continued to rub the outside of her cunt. I wanted to know every curve, every fold, every part of where the slick would soak.

The heat of my miresa’s eyes were on me, as I stared at the lower part of her body in fascination. How dare she put that vile worm next to it.

“Was that worm real?” I snarled and gripped one of her legs, pushing it up near her shoulder.

She gasped and her face turned a pretty pink. “W-?”

“That worm next to your cunt? What was that again?”

“It’s a dildo. They aren’t real. It’s for self-pleasure, when a male isn’t around to—”

I lowered my head and snarled into her cunt, taking a tentative lick at the puckered hole just below it as well. She let out a scream and I snarled further, pushing the other leg to her shoulder, so I could take a look at her.

My miresa was displayed in front of me, her lower half completely exposed. Her face was red, she was panting and that made me feel taller than the trees outside.

“I am bigger than that worm. Did you know that?”

She shook her head.

“If you are going to take me, I’ll need to stretch this pretty cunt much more than that.” I took my finger, brought it to my mouth and licked the remnants of her arousal. Once I reached the tip, I broke off my black claw and spat it onto the floor. I ground it down with my tusk, smoothing down the edges.

My miresa watched me, as I did it to another finger and her legs slowly fell onto the bed.

“I didn’t say you could let your legs rest. Hold them back to your shoulders,” I commanded.

She squeaked and held herself open for me. My shaft, barely covered by my loin cloth wept, soaking the furs below us.

Once two of my claws were worn down enough, I placed kisses down her stomach, down the little patch of pink hair that I liked. My tongue flicked her clit, and she let out a throaty moan.

My eyes flicked to see her face. She bit her lower lip, her eyes locking onto mine once more. Good, she was watching, my brave little fairy.

And with that, my hands dipped lower, sliding beneath her waist, my fingers digging into her backside. She shivered beneath me, her breaths quickening as I slowly wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked.

As I stared at her, this delicate, small creature who had entrusted her body and soul to me, I felt a surge of protectiveness and desire. I wanted to claim her, to mark her as mine, but even I knew that I may never get that far.

With a deep breath, I forced my claws to stop trembling and focused on the task. I slid one finger into her wet entrance, feeling the tightness and heat that surrounded me.

Bassza! It would feel so good against my shaft.

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