Protected: BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 61 – 70

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 61 – 70

Written by Presh Alicia Daisy.

Rated 18+

𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗧𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟, 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗡 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦.
𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙍𝙄𝙀𝙇

Seeing himself so exposed, with his feminine parts laid bare, it was difficult for Emeriel to perceive himself as male at that moment.

So hard for him to view himself as the disguise he had lived with his entire life.

With his plump breasts, elongated and sensitive nipples, a bare vagina, and a swollen, glistening clitoris, all he saw was the female he truly was.

A terrified, aroused female who was about to be mounted by the most feared beast in Urai.
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BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 61 – 70
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In the bedchamber, the beast climbed onto the bed. Its red, intimidating manhood pointing straight at her.

Emeriel whimpered and tried to squeeze her legs together, but the beast growled, its eyes darkened as if it were angry. She froze.

When the beast came closer again, she scrambled up and got down on her hands and knees, her body shaking with fear and the fever of the heat coursing through her veins.

She grabbed the skin near her vaginal folds and spread them apart, presenting to the beast.

It howled. The sound was so loud, so sharp, that Emeriel jerked, but she did not break her position. She felt naked.

All her intimate parts exposed and vulnerable for the beast’s use. Her opening quivered, licking liquid and clenching at nothing.

She yelped as a cold nose pressed against her pussy. And when she felt a hot tongue take a long lick, she barely swallowed her scream of horror.

Oh heavens, oh heavens, oh heavens!!! The beast had its face against her private parts. What if it took a bite? Or sink those huge fangs into her skin!

Emeriel whimpered. She bit into the soft bedding to keep from making another sound…or doing anything that would anger the beast.

Growls rose from its throat as it licked her over and over again.

It licked her like it was starving and she was food. As if it could not get enough.

Its tongue was not human-like. It felt forked and seemed to have spikes. Emeriel was numb to any feeling that being licked by this beast would have caused.

She was too frightened, too hot from the heat, and simply too everything else to feel whatever pain it might have caused. And for that she was quite grateful.

Suddenly, hands grabbed her and spread her legs even wider, holding her there. It began to lick her areas even deeper than before.

It’s tongue circled around her opening, drinking all the wetness there as if it was dying of thirst. The beast purred like a mellow kitten snacking on it’s favorite meal.

“Please,” Emeriel cried, squeezing her eyes shut as she waited for the inevitable.

Perhaps it would take a bite out of her at any moment, right? No one savored food for this long without taking a bite.

It pushed its tongue into her opening and pressed down. An unexpected flood of pleasure swept through Emeriel. Her eyes snapped open, going wide.

The beast did it again, got its forked tongue into her opening and swirled it around.

“Noo…!” She yelped, trying to pull away. But its grip tightened on her thighs, holding her down effortlessly as it licked inside, sucking all of her wetness from the very source into its mouth.

The pleasure spread, overcoming the numbness. It was clear to her that her heat was no longer as bad as it had been. As if the beast’s actions had somehow calmed her.

Its forked tongue pressed against a gland inside her that made her see stars. Emeriel squealed and tried to pull away.

BOUND TO THE BEAST : CHAPTER 61 – 70

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