Page 21 of A Greek Werewolf in New York

Thank You God, thank You.

I'll pray a lot harder and longer later, I promise, but right now, there's all this chest hair I just need to explore, andooooh.

My senses reel as I finally feel his chest hair under my fingers, and its texture issexy.That's the only word I can think of. It's not too soft, not too coarse, but it's just sexy, and I can't help wondering how it would feel when my breasts are pressed up against his body—-

"Time's up," the King grates out.

Oh my God.

It's actually happening now, and all I can do is shudder and gasp as Michalis' powerful body covering mine, and I finally feel it, oh God.

My nipples scraping against his wall of muscles, and his chest hair ticklish against my swollen breasts, and oh God, oh God, oh God—-

A moan ripples out of my throat as his mouth latches on to one of my nipples without warning, and my body arches instantly against his.

He starts suckling on my nipple, and the sensation is beyond everything I've ever dreamed of. I love it, oh God I love it, and I can't help chanting the words over and over in my mind as my hands move of its own accord and I eventually find myself gripping the short dark curls of his head.

Yes, oh God, yes, yes, yes!

Michalis has moved to suckling my other nipple, and all I'm able to do is writhe and moan while my fingers tighten their grip on his hair. Is this normal or is it because he's a preter that everything he's doing makes me feel like I'm being ravenously eaten, and it's so, so good I want to beg him—-

More, eat me more, please, please eat me more, plea—-aaaaaaaaaah!

His mouth is suddenly moving further down my body, his lips nipping my skin along the way like a carnivore wanting a taste of its prey to whet its appetite.

His hot breath blows over my mound, and I totally lose my mind.

"Michalis!"

I gasp his name out as he pushes my legs down hard against the bed while his tongue slowly licks up and down the swollen opening of my pussy.

God, oh God.

I whimper his name out over and over as his tongue continues to torment my quivering flesh, and just when I'm about to lose my mind for good, his hands leave my thighs to pry my folds further open.

"Michalis, oh God!"

His tongue spears my flesh, and I shatter almost immediately as the force of my orgasm sweeps me away, and all I'm able to do is sob and twist the bedsheets between my fingers as his tongue thrusts in and out of my pussy.

The pleasure coursing through my body is unreal, and I don't know whether to cry or cry out when he licks my flesh one last time before slowly straightening up, and I finally have my first intimately close look at a man's cock.

Oh. My. God.

I hadn't really let my gaze stray too low earlier because I was feeling shy, but at the same time, I also didn't want him to know Iwasfeeling shy, since it was my first time seeing a man's penis.

And anyway...

Even if Ihadseen other men's cocks before, I doubt any of them would have counted or mattered after seeingthis.

Becausethisis way, WAY past the number of inches I'm comfortable counting, and the longer I stare at it, the more I'm thinking thatMy Beastly Bossisn't actually a work of fiction. I'm thinking it's actually true because Michalis' cock is exactly how it was described in the audiobook.

The King's cock is a beast all on its own with its large, angry-looking head and the way its thick, hard length is violently twitching against his groin.

The more I stare at it, the more I feel like I'm losing my mind with fear and need. I want it, and I don't want it at the same time. I'm terrified at how big it is, and how it might make me bleed to death.

My body is still shuddering in the aftermath of my orgasm when Michalis starts fitting himself between my legs, and my heart slams against my chest when I see his fingers curling around the thick length of his cock.

I can barely breathe as I watch him guide his cock to my still-quivering folds, and a moan slips past my lips as he wets the head of his erection with the creamy moisture covering my pussy.

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