Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88265 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Dragons.
She’s soaking wet.
A groan tears from my chest. I press her closer, trapping my rock-hard cock between our bodies. I watch her face as I part her carefully before slipping a digit inside. Her eyes are stunningly expressive, showing me how much she likes this. She grips my biceps and throws back her head when I start to pump. She’s impossibly tight, but after a moment, her inner muscles give enough for me to add another finger.
The whisper I brush over her ear sounds close to a growl. “I could’ve lost you, Elsie.”
I almost did. Again. And the thought makes me rabid.
Her nails bite through the fabric of my sleeves. “I didn’t know what was going to happen this morning.”
I pull my fingers from her body, inviting a protesting moan. “I’m not blaming you.” I take her wrists and lift her arms. “I blame myself.”
Ire sparks in her eyes. “Unless you can tell the future, you couldn’t have predicted it either.”
“No.” I pull the shirt over her head and drop it on the floor. “But I shouldn’t have let you go without me.” I bend down and kiss a nipple. Searching her gaze, I circle the tip with my tongue. “Which is why it won’t happen again. From now on, I’m keeping you at my side, night and day.”
“I—”
She sinks her teeth into her bottom lip when I suck her nipple deep into my mouth.
I bite down gently before arching a brow. “Was that a protest?”
She shakes her head. Her chest rises and falls with her panting. I can hear the fast pace of her heartbeat and smell the sweet scent of her arousal. I can see the vein that throbs in her neck and the black of her pupils that’s almost swallowed the turquoise of her irises. I can feel her wetness when I cup her pussy. But I don’t need my senses to know what she wants. The bond reveals that to me, as it’s meant to do. As it should. And yet, it’s still not complete.
I pull my hand away and set her free. She looks so disappointed I have to suppress a smile. I strip naked, taking my time and letting her watch. She likes this too—what she sees. Good. Because she’s stuck with me. For many moon cycles to come. For eternity.
When I advance on her, she wets her lips with the tip of her tongue in an action that seems nervous.
My command is clipped, my self-control already close to breaking. “Show me what a good girl you are for me, and get on the bed.”
Perhaps sensing that now isn’t the time to test me, she climbs onto the soft bedding and faces me with her knees pulled up to her chest. “Maybe we should talk first.”
“Turn around,” I say in a tone brusque from pent-up desire.
“What?” she stammers.
“You heard me.” I kneel on the bed, forcing her to scoot back to make space for me. “On your hands and knees.”
“Are you going to…?” She swallows without finishing her question.
“Take you from behind. What did you think I was going to do?”
Her cheeks turn crimson.
My smile is wicked. “Were you hoping I’d spank your ass?” I trace my bottom lip with a thumb. “If that’s what you’re into…”
Her lips part as she stares at me for a speechless moment. When she finally finds her voice again, it’s to stutter, “I’m not.”
And I’m done waiting. I show her just how impatient I am by gripping her hips and positioning her like I want her.
Locking her elbows, she braces herself on her arms. “Aruan, I—”
I don’t know if she was about to beg me to go slow or to kill this need eating us alive hard and fast, but her words are cut short when I enter her with a single thrust, pushing halfway inside. She makes a choking sound, crumpling the bedding in her fists. I keep her up with one arm around her middle and grit my teeth hard to prevent myself from losing control. This is new for both of us. Hurting her is the last thing I want.
Keeping still, I give her time to adjust while caressing her slender back. I can’t resist drawing a finger over the elegant line of her spine, memorizing her shape with my sight and touch. I inhale her floral scent, burning that into my memory too.
When her muscles soften around my cock, I slide in another inch, and another, until she’s taken everything. She’s panting as hard as I am, both of us fighting our own battles—me not to get swept away by the unbearable pleasure and risk tearing her in a moment of wild lust and she struggling to take me inside her small body.
She’s even wetter than earlier, easing my way when I pull out and push back in, but her tight pussy milks my cock mercilessly. I have to grip the base and squeeze hard not to come. Slipping my free hand between her thighs, I play with her clit the way she likes. I have to bring her closer to the edge so I can take care of her pleasure before I’m unable to hold back.