Page 40 of The Princess In A 'Prince' Disguise

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 loudly.

Emeriel jerked, but 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.

A cold nose pressed against her womanhood.

She yelped with surprise.

A hot tongue licked hercorethoroughly.

Oh heavens, oh heavens, oh heavens!!!The beast has its face against my privates.A horrified scream rose to her throat, and Emeriel swallowed it.What if it takes a bite? Or sink those huge fangs into my skin!

She whined, biting into the soft bedding to keep from making another sound...or doing anything that would anger the king beast.

Growls rose from its throat as it licked herthere, over and over again. Slurping loudly,hungrily, as if it was starving and she was food. And it could not get enough.

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

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.

Paws grabbed her, spreading her legs even wider, holding her there. It licked her areas even deeper than before. 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 its favorite meal.

"Please," Emeriel cried, squeezing her eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable.It would take a bite out of her at any moment. No one savored food this long without taking a bite.

Pushing its tongue into her opening, the beast pressed down, and an unexpected flood ofpleasureswept through Emeriel.

Her eyes snapped open, going wide.

The beast did it again, its forked tongue pushing into her opening and swirling 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.

Oooooh, godsss, what was it doing!?Emeriel shrieked inwardly, freaking out at the unnatural response of her body.

But her fright didn't stop the pleasure. It grew, spread, overcoming the numbness.

Her heat had dulled too. The beast's actions had somehow calmed the persistent hotness.

Its forked tongue pressed against a gland inside her, making her see stars. She squealed, trying to pull away.

The sensation was too intense. So pleasurable it was almost pain. Surely this feeling was not normal.It simply could not be.

The beast purred, pressing hard against her gland again.

The tight feeling inside her dissolved into millions of ecstasy as Emeriel came with a scream.

A gush of liquid flowed from her as she released. The beast drank it all. Greedily. Its tongue worked fast and enthusiastic inside her virgin body.

It’s too much!Emeriel felt as if she was going to come out of her own body.

Fortunately, the pressure of that forked tongue began to ease and slowly came to a stop.

Thank heavens—

Something even more enormous pressed against her opening.

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