Princess Miri: An Erotic Coming of Age Monster Romance Novel (Miri's Monster, The Complete Series) (20 page)

"You
humans really are clueless, aren't you?"  Ardein sighed and shrugged his
shoulders.  "It's alright, Fleur.  I can school you in the ways of love. 
You see, I find you attractive.  I was watching you, thinking about all the
wicked things I want to do to you, which of course got me aroused.  I held off
pleasing myself so I'd have plenty of seed to breed you with, so I'm really
looking forward to our first mating session."

To
emphasize this—though Fleur really could have done without—Ardein kicked his
front legs off the ground and exposed his equine stomach and cock.  Wobbling
back and forth, his shaft bounced in front of her.  His horse-sheath only
partially covered the flat head of his cock.  Glistening with precum, drops of
it falling to the ground by his hind legs, he looked ready to go at any
second.  Gravity took its toll and his short lift became a quick fall.  His
front legs crashed against the ground, sending up tufts of dirt and grass.

Fleur
sat there, completely caught off guard.  This horse wanted to fuck her.  Not
only did he want to fuck her, but he wanted to force her to breed with him and
carry his dirty half-children.  Half what, though?  He was half man and half
horse, but she was full human, so how did that work?  Would her child be mostly
human?

Did
that even matter?  No!  What the hell was she thinking!

Ardein
smiled at her softly while she thought about the best way to tell him off. 
Should she get straight to the point and just say no?  Was it best to insult
him and call him a dirty animal?  Maybe lead him on so he'd bring her back home
first, and then let him know exactly what she thought of him?

Decisions,
decisions, and no time to make them.  Ardein leaned forward and snatched her
off the rock, holding her in the air by her waist as if she was nothing more
than a doll.

"Excuse
you?" Fleur said.  "What are you—?"

He
stood her on the flat of the rock for a moment.  Good, she thought.  He
understood now, realized what he needed to realize and Fleur could carry on
with thinking of ways to berate him.  Except, apparently it didn't quite work
that way.

Ardein
spun her around, unbuttoned her dress, slipped the shoulders off, and pulled
the thing all the way down her body before she could do so much as think about
protesting.  Fleur stood half-naked in her white lacy bra and panties, with
matching stockings and garterbelts, raven-black hair shining in the moonlight
and her soft, supple curves accentuated by the shadows of night.

"What
the hell?" she said.

"Shh,
my love.  I understand now.  You're naive to the ways of love and marriage. 
It's understandable for you to be shy, but I'll teach you.  I've been waiting
for this for hours, but I'll try to go slow at first.  Don't worry."

Oh
gods.  Fleur panicked, urging the words to tell him off to come to the fore of
her mind so she could speak them, but it didn't work.  She had no idea what to
say or do, no idea how he'd misunderstood so thoroughly.  Anxious and confused,
she let him ease her onto the rock.  Laying on her back, watching as this
monster horse hopped up and scooted into place above her, she belatedly
realized she had no real way out of this.

His
throbbing, wobbling horse cock bounced towards her.  Was this it, then?  Unsure
why, dumbstruck, she eased her thighs apart and opened herself to him.  His
cock smacked against the top of one of her legs, then hit the other one near
the center, up and onwards.  He clopped further onwards across the odd-shaped
boulder, heading to the spire in the center of the rock.  The sound of his
hooves beating against the rock sounded remarkably similar to the sound of his
cock clapping against her stomach.

Her
stomach?  Uh.

"Take
me in your hands, Fleur.  Pull my sheath back and reveal my glorious cock.  You
may admire it with your mouth while stroking me.  Your hands are tiny, but
don't worry.  It will still feel marvelous."

No
way!  She did take his horse-cock in her hands, but she wasn't going to do what
he said.  Or she intended on not doing as he said, but when she wrapped her
fingers around his sheathed cock, meaning to push it aside, he bucked his hips
and thrust forward.  She gasped aloud, not expecting this, which was probably
one of the worst things she could've done. 

As
soon as she'd touched his shaft, it thickened and grew, stretching to what
seemed like some impossible size.  Sheath pulled down, glistening with precum,
the head of his cock pressed into her open mouth.  The filthy thing slipped
between her lips and danced along her tongue, coating the inside of her mouth
with his sticky precum.

He
tasted like nectar.  Fleur blinked, distracted.  The centaurs did mostly live
in the forest, and they must eat a lot of plants.  Flowers, perhaps. 
Personally, Fleur enjoyed a good dandelion green garden salad on occasion, so
she could hardly begrudge them that.  And, gods, his slick precum tasted just
like honeysuckle to her.  Her tongue flicked around the head of his cock,
gathering the sweet tasting liquid in her mouth and slurping it up.

What
the fuck was she doing?  There was a horse with a cock in her mouth and she was
willingly giving him a blowjob?  No, no, no, no, no.

She
pushed against him, grabbing his cock firmly in her hands.  She tried to pull
him back, pull him away from her mouth, but it didn't work.  Ardein grinded his
hips forward pushing farther into her mouth.  To hold him back for a slight
moment, Fleur slid her hands up his shaft to get him to calm down, and then she
pushed back down to try to move him away from her again.  Ardein, oblivious, happily
bucked his stallion hips back and forth in quick, jerky motions.

Only
after a good minute of this did Fleur realize her folly.  Essentially, unaware,
she was doing exactly as he asked.  Sliding her hands up and down his shaft,
jerking him off, taking him in her mouth, her tongue slathering across his dick
and delighting in his candy-flavored cockhead.  She probably should have
stopped licking him, but she almost didn't have much choice now.  Tricky and
manipulative, Ardein had shifted himself forward enough that the head of his
cock pressed slightly against the back of her throat, making her have to lick
and swallow or else drool all over herself.

And,
really, Fleur wasn't some mindless idiot willing to drool all over herself. 
Yes, this horse-man was forcing her to jerk him off and lick his cock, but she
still had a certain sense of dignity.

"Mmyes,"
Ardein grunted.  "For an innocent, unknowing human girl, you're good at
this."

With
a mouth full of cock, she couldn't quite tell him she'd sucked off men before. 
Roy, for one, but that hadn't really been satisfying.  She practiced with a few
of the older guards at her father's keep sometimes, too.  They were better,
grabbing the back of her head and shoving her face into their crotch while she
nearly choked on their cocks, but they never lasted long.

In
fact, now that she thought about it...

Not
only was Ardein's cock satisfying in multiple ways, he was rough with her and
lasted quite awhile.  And, she decided, if she made him cum in her mouth or on
her chest, he should be finished after that.  He'd mentioned he was excited by
watching her(which, to be honest, was kind of creepy) and she could use this to
her advantage.  If he didn't cum inside her, she didn't have to worry about
this ridiculous breeding idea he had in his head, and she could get him to
bring her home, then tell him off there.

Devious,
wanting to grin wickedly but unable to because of the horse-cock in her mouth,
Fleur enacted her plan.  Going full force, gladly stroking his shaft in her
hands now, she lavished him with her tongue while praising him with her hands. 
His sweet precum gushed out in force now, no longer a mere trickle of nectar. 
Swallowing as fast as she could, licking around his cock faster, she tried to
keep up with his quickened pace.

It
wasn't enough.  Unable to contain his arousal in her mouth, the sticky goo
dribbled out of her lips and onto her chin and neck and cheeks.  She gasped for
breath and squeezed his cock tight in her hands to try to get him to realize
she couldn't breathe, but he ignored her.

He
ignored her because about three seconds later, he came.  His cock surged in her
hands like some giant snake.  He tensed and flexed against her frantic grip. 
Wide-eyed, she watched his giant horse testicles contracting close to his body,
ready to deliver his rich seed.

His
climax overtook him.  Heavy cream spurted into her mouth, choking her, and she
sputtered for air.  His seed filled her mouth so much that her cheeks puffed up
to bursting.  With nowhere else to go, overflowing, she slavered on his cock
while his cum gushed out of her mouth.  Thick, viscous, and honey-sweet, he
covered her in the aftermath from his orgasm.  Cum drenched her mouth and
cheeks and neck and slithered onto her bra and breasts and down her stomach to
the hem of her panties.

Too
much, so much, oh gods.  Frantic, Fleur struggled to remove herself from this
awkward predicament.  Rolling to the side when he eased away from her, she
crawled to the edge of the rock and spit out the cum she still had in her
mouth.  Then she looked at herself.

She
looked like some whore.  White bra and panties mixed with his white, sticky
cream, combining together like some carnal wedding dress.  Thoroughly
disturbed, and not at all happy about this, she jumped off the rock and started
sluicing his cum off her body.  Unfortunately she only ended up further
covering herself in it.

"Ah,"
Ardein said, sounding refreshed.  "You look so beautiful, Fleur!  As pure
and white as the full moon.  This is a good omen."

Yes,
alright, sure.  Except, not!  Fleur knew she looked stupid, probably absolutely
horrid, and if she looked anything like the moon it was because she was covered
in his pearly white cum.  She did, of course, look beautiful, but not for any
of the reasons he said.

"You're
a fast learner," Ardein said.  "Quite adept.  I'm satisfied with your
initial performance.  We should hurry up now and..."

"Yes,"
Fleur said.  "Let's go back to my family's keep and we can settle all this
there."

"Oh. 
No.  We can't do that yet.  You aren't pregnant with my child.  I do trust you,
my Queen, but I'm on strict orders, you see.  We can't leave until this is
settled."

Fleur
sighed and turned about to look at him.  "I understand that, Ardein, but
you can't expect us to wait here until you're..."

Between
his back legs, as erect as ever, his cock swayed side to side.  Dollops of his
cream splattered off of it and onto the grassy ground, leaving a wet mess
beneath him.  He laughed with glee at the awestruck expression on her face.

"Don't
worry, my dear Fleur!  No no, quite the contrary, you have absolutely nothing
to worry about.  You've chosen a perfect place here.  It's ancient magic."

"Uh...?"

"Interspecies
can't typically breed with one another.  This rock, by magic, allows such
mating, though.  A long, long time ago, according to centaur legend, a human
woman and a horse met beneath a full moon at this very place and conceived the
first of my kind.  The rock absorbs the light of the full moon and fills this
small clearing with its magic.  You and I are a perfect match here.  Your
pregnancy is all but assured."

"Yes,
but..."  She ogled his cock.  He didn't even look like he'd just had an
orgasm.  If anything he seemed even harder than before.

"Oh. 
I'm rambling.  While night persists and the full moon rises, I'll never tire
sexually.  We only have a few more hours until sunrise, but it should be plenty
of time for me to breed you with my seed.  Are you ready, my love?"

"I
really don't think..."  Backing away, holding her hands up, shaking her
head, she slowly made her way to the treeline and the safety of the impregnable
forest.

That
was her plan, anyways.  Giddy and grinning, Ardein galloped after her and
plucked her up off the ground.  "Oh, Fleur!  You're so sweet in your
innocence.  You've nothing to worry about.  I know your body is smaller than
mine, but I'll take care to go gently at first.  You'll grow to love it after
awhile, I'm sure.  Then we can continue over and over, never stopping until the
first light of day.  How's that sound?"

It
sounded pretty awful to be honest, but she was so completely flabbergasted at
the revelation of this spot's magic that she couldn't even begin to explain how
much she disliked it.  While she lay clutched in his arms, shocked, he cantered
around the clearing in delight.  He returned her to the rock and placed her
atop it, then slid her bra up over her head(not even caring to unclasp it in
the back, just pulling it off).  After, humming to himself, he peeled her
cum-covered panties down her legs, stripping her of her stockings along with
them, and coaxed her into stepping out of both.

Naked,
sticky, and having no idea how she'd gotten herself into this mess, Fleur stood
silently.

"Of
course you're shy," Ardein said.  "It's an endearing quality.  I'll
teach you, Fleur.  You're body is very beautiful.  Please don't worry.  There's
no way I wouldn't find you attractive."

She
clutched her hands over her chest and scowled at him.  "Of course you
think I'm attractive!  What kind of idiot wouldn't?"

"There
you go!  That's the spirit!  Now move your hands away.  Let me see those lovely
breasts of yours."

Fleur
posed for him, showing off her body.  At least he had good taste.  This was the
most ludicrous situation she'd ever been in, but as long as he understood how
gorgeous she was, she might be able to accept it.  One hand on her hip, the
other lifted up with her hand behind her head, she stood on her tiptoes and
gave him a show.  Pouty lips, sultry eyes, all of it.