Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69303 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
I shivered and didn’t respond.
Couldn’t.
Because another orgasm was on the horizon, and this one was much bigger than the one he’d just given me.
All-consuming.
“Want to fuck you so hard you walk funny for a week,” he said. “I want everyone to know that you’re mine. I want you in my bed. I want you to smell like me when you get out of it. I want my beard burn on your throat.” He rubbed against me there. “I want to make you mine in every single way possible.”
“I am yours,” I croaked.
He slammed home and said one word. “Good.”
My eyes rolled back in my head as the orgasm took over, stealing all of my senses with it.
I don’t know how long it was later before I finally came back to myself, but when I did, it was with Finnian’s arms around me and him still buried deep inside.
There was wetness between my thighs beyond what he’d left there when he’d eaten me earlier, letting me know that he’d joined me in release.
But both of us were silent, albeit breathing quickly.
As our breathing slowed, my eyes got heavier.
And soon, I was asleep.
Nineteen
Don’t forget to drink water so you can stay hydrated while you suffer.
—Apollo to Audric
APOLLO
I woke up with my cock still inside of her, rock hard, with my hand between her thighs, cupping her pussy, fingers splitting where my cock pierced her.
Reflexively, I started to move against her, slowly pulsing my cock in and out of her tight sheath.
She was wet. Soaking.
Filled with my cum and her wetness with my cock inside of her giving it nowhere to go, she felt fucking heavenly.
“Mmmm,” she moaned sleepily. “Finnian.”
I pressed down with the heel of my hand against her pussy and wrapped my other arm around her to cup her breast before pinching her nipple between my thumb and pointer finger.
She hissed and pressed back into me, grinding her pussy into my cock.
“Right there.” She hissed when I started to fuck her harder. “I’m going to come.”
I didn’t move an inch as I fucked her at exactly the same angle.
She stiffened, and her back arched.
When her pussy started to ripple around me, I let myself off the leash and fucked her harder.
Faster.
“Fuck, baby. You feel so good,” I said as I slammed my hips against hers.
Her tits were jolting, the one in my hand bouncing with every thrust of my hips against hers.
She cried out, slamming her head into my cheekbone.
But not even the burst of pain could force me to stop.
My ass cheeks clenched, and my balls drew up as I released inside of her for a second time in just a few hours.
“Shit,” I breathed as I came to a stop. “These sheets are a fuckin’ mess.”
She giggled and pulsed around my still sensitive cock.
“Worth it, I think.”
Yes, definitely worth it.
I looked around curiously at all the prisoners that were coming into the large, open room with about fifty tables.
Most of the prisoners were handcuffed, but some were also cuffed at the legs.
All of them were wearing beige scrubs, and most of them didn’t look like hardened criminals.
Hell, I could have found myself in here for the crimes I’d committed.
Which pissed me off immensely because some people seriously needed killing.
“Which one is your brother?”
“The one that’s coming to us with that scowl on his handsome face,” she murmured back. “Everyone says he looks like Eric off of The Little Mermaid.”
I studied the man with the ferocious scowl heading our way, and did agree that he looked a lot like Eric from The Little Mermaid.
He had flowing black hair that looked like he’d stepped out of a men’s hair conditioner commercial, a pretty face with a five o’clock shadow. A single dimple in his left cheek—one that matched his sister’s. And blue eyes that saw everything.
And what he saw with me was aggravating the shit out of him.
He walked right up to our table and sat, leveling me with a menacing glare that I wasn’t too worried about.
He was handcuffed after all.
“Hey,” Dru breathed happily before getting up and hugging her brother.
Which, apparently, was a no-no because the guards across the room shouted, “No hugs!”
I gritted my teeth because, what the fuck did it matter if you were hugging?
It’s not like he could very well hurt her.
Dru sat down anyway, her eyes filled with tears. “I’ve missed you.”
Romeo’s eyes softened as he looked at his sister, and I knew instantly that I would do whatever I had to do to get the man out of those chains and out of this fucking facility.
Even break him out if I had to.
It would be child’s play.
All I had to do was plan ahead for every inevitable possibility.
When the time was right, I’d…
“Who are you?”
Romeo’s angry, dark voice sounded nothing like Eric’s off of The Little Mermaid.