which he
moved. Tensing, she watched him tear his shirt off then push his trousers off.
He sat down, gripping his length and letting out a sigh. “Now, that’s much
better. It’s natural for us to be like this, Clara. No more hiding, and embrace who you are.”
He fisted his shaft looking at his arousal and then at
her. “This, this is for you. This is what you do to me.”
Fingering the shirt, Clara felt the need to claw out
of the clothing. The first time she’d been ordered to wear clothes her whole
skin had itched. Most of the women after they came of age, stayed naked. She had
been forced to wear clothing.
Break free.
Could she really break free of all she’d known?
Chapter Five
The raw emotions playing across her face were tearing
Nick apart. He wished he’d killed her parents the night before instead of
letting them live. Their life was going to be too nice
to them. They had used their daughter to see to that.
Fisting his cock, he settled all of his attention onto
Clara. She needed him right now, not her parents. They had hurt her in ways he
didn’t understand. Nick knew he’d treat her like a queen.
He wouldn’t tell her to stop. Nick wanted to see her
naked, and he intended to. Not only did he want to see her naked, he also
wanted her to be more relaxed around the house. He was used to wearing clothes
and didn’t need to be naked. From the information he’d gotten, Clara hadn’t
gotten the same satisfaction of running wild and naked during her turning. Her
parents really deserved to suffer for what they had done to her.
Watching her gave him immense pleasure alone.
“Can’t I go back and have a hard punishment?”
“No.” No backing
down. It would be so easy for him to give into her and leave her punishment
be. “Being naked is not a hardship.”
“Speak for yourself.”
“I can wait all day. We’ve got guests coming,” he
said, reminding her.
She growled at him, stamping her foot.
“Cute,” he said, smiling.
“Fine, let’s get this over with.” She lifted the shirt
off her body, revealing her creamy flesh to his gaze. Her hips were wide, her
stomach nicely rounded. Up his gaze went to stare at her full tits. They were
perfect with large rounded red nipples. Her hands rested on her hips. “Well,
what do you want me to do now?”
“Sit on the coffee table,” he said.
He had to control himself so he didn’t pull her onto
his lap and pound inside her tight pussy.
She glanced behind her then lowered her ass to the
wooden coffee table. He always knew it would come in handy when he bought it.
“Lean back on your hands.”
Going to his knees before her, he gripped her knees,
opening her thighs. Her arousal surrounded the room. The fragrance was heady,
intoxicating, and sent the need to fuck coursing through him. She’d been left
alone for far too long. Her mating need would be right around the corner, and
he’d be the one to claim her.
Clara fought him to keep her thighs closed. He held
her steady, refusing to let her close up on him.
“What are you going to do?” she asked.
“You’re going to trust me to give you more pleasure
than you could ever imagine.”
She was panting for breath.
Her body remained tense even as he opened her thighs
and drew her to the edge of the wooden coffee table.
Keeping his gaze on her he glided his hands up her
thighs feeling the muscles quiver beneath his touch.
“Nick,” she said, biting her lip.
“Don’t worry about a thing, baby. I’m here, and I’m
not going to do anything to hurt you.”
She nodded but didn’t change at all as he held her.
Gazing down her body he settled his attention on the flush lips of her pussy.
The dusting of red hair turned him on. Moving his fingers up he slid the lips
of her sex wide open to reveal the nub of her clit.
His mouth watered as the smell of her cum drove him
closer.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to taste you. When I’m done you’re going to
feel the