Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 121008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
“Damn straight.” He slaps my ass again. “Now turn back over.”
I roll in the grass and immediately open my legs so he can see my pussy.
He looks down, and I can feel something inside him relax. Has he been worried I won’t respond to him as I did with Beck?
“I love you, Ci,” I say, and I mean it.
If he’s worried that I won’t care about him the way I do his brother, then I need to put that out of his mind. Cian has quickly become my anchor in this world.
I’ve seen deep into his soul. It’s ridiculous to try to hold myself apart from him. Cian’s soul is lovely and generous. He holds back nothing. He’s shown me the dark parts of himself. I know he’s jealous of how seriously everyone takes Beck while they view his contributions as unnecessary. Cian longed for his father to give him half the attention he lavished on Beck.
“I love everything about you,” I say, pushing my emotion outward so he knows it’s true.
He falls upon me, done with any sort of play. “I love you, Meggie mine. Goddess, how I love you.”
He’s ferocious in his need, and I soften under him. His big body pushes me into the hard ground, but I don’t care. I love his weight on me. His hands press my knees open. His mouth comes down on mine. It’s like he’s trying to inhale me.
“Wrap your legs around me,” Cian commands. He rears up on his knees and lines up his dick to my pussy. He stares down at that place where the head teases me. “Goddess, that’s a gorgeous sight. You’re mine. I’ll share you with my brother, but you should know you’re mine, wife. Look at us. Look at how beautiful we are together.”
I slide my legs around Cian’s waist. I pull my head up and look down the length of my body. Cian is teasing at my pussy. His big cock glistens with my juices. It’s a lovely picture. But I want more. I need him inside me. “Please, Cian.”
“Yes, wife. I want to please you.” He pulls his hips back and thrusts inside.
He spares me not an ounce of his weight. I’m deliciously crushed beneath him, and he’s everywhere. He’s deep inside me, shoving his cock in until his balls hit my ass, only to pull out and thrust forward again. His mouth takes mine, his tongue stroking, plundering. His hands clutch me tightly as though he’s afraid to let go. And his mind, his mind gives his pleasure to me.
It feels so good. I tighten around him, not wanting to lose an inch of him. His thoughts come quickly and threaten to overwhelm me. He wants me so much. He loves the silky slide of my pussy sucking at his cock as he moves in and out. He adores the sounds I make as he hits my sweet spot. His entire being pounds with the desire to mark me. He wants everyone to know that I am his.
I push back against him, rotating my hips to find that perfect place. I lose track of who’s feeling what and simply let the experience fill my senses. My hands find his well-muscled ass and prod him on.
I moan as I feel how close he is. Everything inside of Cian is tense, his body tightening as he approaches release. He goes up on his knees and fingers my clit with a firm swipe of his thumb as he thrusts as far as he can go.
His head falls back as he comes. I feel the pleasure he takes in filling me with his essence. It flows from his body to mine, and my womb clenches and releases with waves of pleasure. Cian continues to thrust, making sure he gives me everything he has. I moan at the little aftershocks I feel when Cian hits a sensitive place.
My husband finally falls forward, completely exhausted. He pushes me deliciously into the ground as he buries his face in my throat.
“Love you, Meggie,” he manages.
I smile, something I’ve been missing all my life falling blissfully into place. It’s not perfect because Beck won’t ever share this with us, but I’ll take it. I hold him, my soul at peace for once.
Chapter Thirty
Liadan
“That makes me sick.” The vampire watches the couple as they make their way down the road toward the ramshackle cottage.
I take in his measure. He seems thin compared to a sidhe, but I know that the vampire’s lankiness probably hides a wealth of strength.
We stand at the far edge of my property, hidden in a copse of trees. The tangled branches give us a place to watch the road and not be noticed. Not that we need it. Cian and his human whore aren’t capable of seeing anything but each other.