Empire Builder 1: Breed, Populate, Conquer by Dante King (free e books to read online txt) 📕

in his arms and was all his. The way in which she completely surrendered herself to him told him that she would do anything for him if he asked it of her. He held great power now, and he had a responsibility to use it wisely.

But thoughts of power and conflict faded from his mind, as their lips communicated far more than words with one another.

Ben drew back for breath. “Does this … does this feel different to you?” He broke off, unsure of how to explain what he was feeling.

Melody furrowed her brow in confusion.

“I mean, does it feel different to the way it was last night?” he asked.

“In what way?” Melody asked.

"It's just. . . it feels somehow deeper. Richer.” He paused, searching for an analogy. “It’s like the difference between takeout and eating at a five-star restaurant."

"Takeout?" Melody looked puzzled. She’d clearly never heard the word before.

"I mean, the quality is higher, you know? When I kiss you, it's not like I'm trying to get to a point, like fucking you. I'm just enjoying kissing you. As if I'm savoring it, not because I'm afraid it's going to end soon, but because I'm enjoying the moment."

As he spoke, Melody’s eyes appeared to melt with softness. "Benjamin, that is the most romantic thing anyone has ever said to me. You are the Forgotten Ruler, but I never expected him to be so. . . breathtaking.”

Ben chuckled. “You’re not the only one finding this whole situation unexpected.”

“Your power and your kindness are irresistible to me.” Melody’s eyes took on a hungry look. She smiled at him, drawing back her bright red lips and displaying a perfect row of white teeth.

“Benjamin,” she huskily moaned. “I’m feeling wet again.”

There was that total lack of inhibition again. This woman knew how to keep him on his toes.

The smoldering look in her eyes excited him. He pulled her close and kissed her neck, moving lower.

She squirmed in his arms and gasped with pleasure at his firm grasp.

He pushed her garment back toward her shoulders to reveal the sensuous slope of her neck toward her full round bosom. Her pale skin gleamed in the moonlight as her chest rose and fell.

With his hands, he cupped her soft breasts, still clad in the linen frock she wore.

Melody took his hands in hers and removed them for a moment. She reached down and grabbed the hem of her frock, lifting it slowly, teasingly.

Her eyes gleamed mischievously as she watched him watching her. As she lifted the edge of her frock higher and higher, he realized she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her trimmed bush sat invitingly between her curvaceous thighs.

As Melody lifted the frock still higher, revealing her smooth flat stomach, her breasts rose with the dress. They bounced enticingly as they fell free of the garment. She wasn’t wearing any underwear up top either.

She lifted the frock over her head and tossed it into the corner of the room. She stood before him totally naked in the moonlight. She was the epitome of feminine beauty, unembarrassed but innocent.

She stepped forward and raised her slender fingers to the collar of his coarse linen tunic. He raised his arms, allowing her to pull the garment over his head and toss it likewise into the corner.

She pressed her body violently against his. The heat of her torso prickled on his skin, and her pelvis ground on his, making him throb. Melody reached down a hand and grabbed his package through the farmer’s trousers he still wore.

Her eyes widened. “It’s even bigger than I remember.”

Ben allowed her to pull the trousers down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside.

As they embraced, their pelvises touched once more. Her juices touched his member.

“Wow, you really are wet.”

“Come and taste for yourself.” Melody threw herself back on the bed, her legs spread wide.

Ben leaned over, his bulk blocking out the moonlight over Melody’s prone figure. She quivered underneath him with anticipation.

He started on her full round breasts, teasing the upright pink nipples with his tongue, one at a time. A palpable thrill of pleasure ran through her taut muscles when he kissed her stomach. Her tail flicked out from her side, brushing his ear as it tossed back and forth.

Working his way closer to her swollen sex, he massaged the soft flesh of her thighs. He could feel where her juices had run down the supple skin.

The short hairs that grew on her lower abdomen were the same silver as the hair on her ears. All the fur that remained for a catgirl, he assumed. The fur was soft and almost invisible, like a silken coat. The feel of it sent a tingle along his hands and reminded him that, while this woman might have looked mostly human, she was indeed something other.

Melody’s stomach rose and fell with her rapid breathing. As his lips touched the sensitive region around her pelvis, she twitched and let out a soft moan. He probed with his tongue, feeling where the lips of her vulva began.

Then his tongue found her clitoris. With a sharp hiss, Melody dug her fingers into his short hair and pressed his head into her crotch. Her thighs pressed against his cheeks, holding him in place.

Ben swirled his tongue around the sensitive region, savoring the flavor of her smooth skin. Melody’s moans increased in volume. He glanced up and saw her back arching, thrusting her erect nipples toward the ceiling.

He worked down a little lower and stimulated the opening of Melody’s pussy with his tongue. Her juices were sweet, and they poured out in surprising quantities, running down his chin.

His fingers massaged the region where Melody’s legs came together. With another hiss, Melody’s thighs squeezed his head urgently.

Ben laughed, raising his head slightly. “You’re going to crush me at this rate.”

Melody moaned. “Then you should stop … being so … damn good at this.”

Fortunately for her, he ignored that advice, and gently inserted a finger inside her as