Craving Red: Paranormal Erotic Retelling of Red Riding Hood (Erotic Kingdom)

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apart as commanded.  She didn’t know what to
feel.  Though she had often thought of it, Kaia had never touched herself there
before.  The deeply ingrained fear of going to hell had always prevented her
from exploring the idea any further.  Now here she was doing it for a man, and
a man who was not even her husband, no less!  She was no better than a
common street whore! 
    Yes, I am surely going to hell now!
    “Come on, female, part your legs further so that
I may get a good look at you!”  
    The humiliation sank in deeper even as her body
betrayed her with a sickening jolt of pleasure at being looked at as this.  The
sight of his large, erect cock certainly did nothing to help matters.
    “That’s right, bitch, you touch yourself as you
think of this sinking deep into you, pounding you into oblivion.”  He gripped
his hand tight about his cock and thrust it towards her face.  “You know you
can’t wait to have my monster cock claim your sweet little virgin pussy.  You
may act all good and innocent, but I remember how much you liked my tongue
melting you the other day, releasing your inhibitions.  Yes, you are indeed going
to be a fun one to initiate to the pack.  I think you will relish being fucked
by six strong men, won’t you?”
    Kaia nodded her head, partly out of fear of
defying him, and partly from the confusing effect the pleasure of my body was
having upon her rationale.
    Thorin moved in closer, lowering himself to the
ground where she lay and pressed his face to the bars not inches from her sex. 
    “Mmm,” he murmured inhaling in her bolder
scent.  “That’s a good girl, make yourself all wet for me.”  He rose up on his
knees, his cock filling her sight as he stroked it before her.  “Think of how you
will be feeling this inside of you very soon.”
    Kaia’s eyes focused on his cock, on the way he stroked
the veined skin slowly back and forth, exposing the purple head with each
retraction of his hand.  She couldn’t help but imagining it was Dane’s she
looked at, him inside of her, its length reaching the deep ache she was now
feeling. 
    Next thing she knew, her lips parted, an
involuntarily moan escaping her.
    “That is right, female, moan for me.  Now suck
it.  I want to see that pouty little mouth of yours taking in my cock, your
lips wrapped tight around it as you suck it as though your life depended on
it.”
    Kaia did as she was ordered, part of her
despising him for degrading her in such a manner, and the other part more
excited than she cared to admit.  She half hoped Dane would pass by and out an
end to their humiliating treatment of her.  But then again, she did also did
not want him to see her like that.
    When she had satisfied him, Thorin withdrew
himself from her mouth, getting down upon his hands and knees again, bending
down closer to inhale of her deeply.  “Mmm, yes.  I can smell how much you
enjoyed that.  You are so close now.  You will be ready for us tomorrow night.”
    Kaia’s eyes widened as she stared up at him. 
    “Are you ready to surrender your purity to me
and my pack brothers, pretty female?” he asked cockily, though she understood
it was not literally a question.   Nevertheless, without even intending to, she
realised she was nodding her head.
    “Good,” he replied proudly.  “My brothers will
be pleased to know that.”
    He strode off, calling back, “See you tomorrow,
female!”
    Again Kaia was left with an amalgam of emotions,
one of which was disgrace, the other a sickeningly overwhelming desire which
she had not asked for.  But she comprehended that it was not rightfully for the
Alpha male who had prodded her. 
    When Gisli came with her dinner that evening,
Kaia decided to try to get her to talk to her some more.  Not having anyone to
talk to was beginning to drive her crazy.  Besides, she wanted to find out more
about the way they did things around there.
    “Gisli, will you just stay and talk to me a few
minutes?”

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