Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 124077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124077 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 414(@300wpm)
“Sure did—this is Bunny, one of our best girls,” Marty told him. “She was eager to come meet your friend, Mr.—?”
“Taurex,” the big Monstrum finished for him. Dear Lord, his voice was deep! Terra could feel it in her bones.
“Mr. Taurex—this is Bunny,” Marty said, making the introductions. “She’s going to take real good care of you.” He shot a glance at Terra as if to say, “Aren’t you?” Clearly, he wanted to be sure she wasn’t backing out now that she’d seen the big Monstrum up close.
To be completely honest, Terra considered it for a moment. Now that she could really see him, it was obvious he was absolutely enormous. It wasn’t easy to judge sitting down, but she thought he might be almost eight feet tall—by far the largest customer she’d ever danced for. He made even the professional wrestlers who came into the club sometimes look tiny.
But then she thought again of her car’s alternator and the fact that she hadn’t bought groceries yet this week and nodded.
“Hi there, Mr. Taurex,” she murmured, stepping up to him. “Just relax now and let me show you a good time.”
2
TAUREX
Taurex looked at the human woman who was being offered to him…and felt his whole body tighten with desire. She was gorgeous—an Elite with actual curves. Which meant she had wide hips and deliciously thick thighs, not just big breasts, like all the dancers here seemed to.
She was also old enough to be interesting to him—unlike the other dancers at this establishment. Some of them seemed to be no more than children which Taurex found distasteful and wrong, even though he had been assured several times that all the women here were of legal age. But this one had a beauty that drew him like the other too-young looking females didn’t.
He hadn’t wanted to come to this “bachelor party” tonight, but since the groom was one of his clients, he felt he had no choice. He didn’t like the idea of a male going to watch other, scantily clad women dance on the night before his Joining ceremony. It seemed to Taurex to be disrespectful to the woman the male was about to pledge his life to.
But then the Monstrum, like all Kindred, were strictly monogamous so the human idea of “cheating” on a spouse was foreign and repugnant to him. If he was ever lucky enough that the Goddess granted him a mate of his own, he would cherish her and never even look at another woman—let alone allow one to dance nearly naked for him.
However, he hadn’t been lucky in love so far. Many of the Monstrum Kindred who had come to Earth had found their fated mates, but Taurex was apparently too scary and intimidating. The human women all took one look at him and ran the other direction as fast as their shapely legs could carry them.
The human men, on the other hand, loved to spend time with him. They called him “The Bull”—which was apparently the animal his kind of Monstrum most resembled—and seemed to feel that having him with them increased their own status and virility. And so when his best client—Philip Parks—had insisted that Taurex come out with him and his friends to participate in the bachelor party, he hadn’t felt able to refuse.
Now he was glad he hadn’t. The curvy little human who was approaching him was utterly gorgeous. She was wearing a tight, short skirt which showed almost all of her thighs and even a flash of the pink undergarment underneath. And her full breasts were spilling out of a brief garment that seemed more meant to tantalize than cover. It had a tie in the front that promised all kinds of forbidden delights with a single tug that would open the top and free her breasts.
Taurex didn’t think he was allowed to tug on the top—from what he had observed the “lap dance” was an activity performed by the human female on the male she was dancing for while the male kept his hands to himself. So he kept his hands at his sides as the curvy dancer approached him.
She leaned forward and murmured in his ear,
“Just sit there and enjoy yourself.”
Her voice sent a shiver through him and her warm, feminine fragrance filled his senses. Then she turned around and began to rub against him.
His body responded immediately with embarrassing intensity. His cock went painfully hard in his trousers—which were already too tight–and he had to fight not to shift in his seat.
Fuck! His hands squeezed into fists and his breath caught in his throat as her soft but firm ass brushed against his aching shaft. Her long blonde hair brushed against his face, but he could tell it was fake. He wondered what her real hair looked like—what it smelled like. He wanted to pull her down to his lap and bury his face in the side of her neck to inhale her sweet scent.