Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72421 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
My name starts to pour past her lips on repeat, and I know she is close again. I latch on to her clit, my tongue firmly flicking back and forth as I suck.
Bonte’s whole body locks up, her knees trying to slam shut, but my broad shoulders stop that from happening. I give another long, hard suck before I release it, quickly moving up her body as the orgasm still courses through her.
I claim her mouth as I guide the head of my cock to her opening. I lift my mouth to stare down at her. Bonte's eyes flutter open. Her whole face goes soft, and she gives me a sweet smile.
"I love you," she tells me again for the second time. This one is intimate, showing across her expressive face, not hiding anything from me. Emotions clog my throat, ones I've never experienced before.
I thought my family was a little crazy with how they believed the Marinos crashed hard and fast when they found the person they’d spend their lives with, but I get it now. Like really fucking get it. I would bet my life that I could feel Bonte’s and my soul linking together and locking.
“I love you, too,” I tell her and push forward and through the barrier. It doesn’t resist me, letting me sink fully into her. Bonte’s breath hitches, her lips parting. I drop my forehead to hers, closing my eyes. “Tell me you’re okay.”
“More than okay.” Her fingers trail up my back. I grit my teeth trying to get it together before this is over, before it begins, but she’s so damn tight, her warmth engulfing all of me. To prove her point, my hellcat wraps her legs around me. I open my eyes to see a wicked smile on her lips now. That’s my girl. “I’m now always yours.”
“Now?” That has me pushing up on my hands to hover over her, pulling my cock out and thrusting right back in. “You’ve always been mine.”
“Yes,” she moans. I drop back, kneeling as I hold her thighs and start to pump, watching my cock go in and out of her. Her pussy strains to take me, but she does. Streaks of pink coat my cock. The sight has all my resolve disintegrating.
“Look how well your little body takes me, Bonte.” She lets out a sexy whimper. Her breasts bounce with each thrust. “Grab the headboard,” I order, and she does without hesitation, her delicate fingers locking around the bars. Now she really is spread out for me. All mine for the taking.
I come back down over her, bracing my hand next to her head, the other slipping between us, my fingers finding her clit. I’m not going to last much longer. It’s a miracle I have lasted this long. I only managed it because I refuse to not have her come with me.
I circle her clit, pressing firmly on it. It doesn’t take much. Bonte's back arches off the bed as she cries out my name, her pussy locking around my cock like a vise. I fist the bedding as I come. The orgasm burns through my veins as I release inside of her.
I thrust one more time, harder, digging my knees into the mattress as a groan rips from me. My body fucking gives out, and I collapse on top of her. I make sure to not give her all my weight, but she is thoroughly pinned under me. Our heavy breathing fills the room.
Never in my life have I ever felt this sated and content. A restlessness I didn’t know I had inside of me finally settled. I swear to all the gods, as Bonte’s fingers stroke up and down my back, it’s her doing it.
That darkness I know that lives inside of me is fully under her control, just like the rest of me. It should freak me out, but it doesn't. I kiss her neck. She'll never be free of me.
Chapter Twenty-Six
BONTE
“This place is cool,” I tell Naomi. I’m pretty sure she’s been put on babysitting duty. It’s been well over a week since the whole car incident. I’m going a little nuts, and she must have noticed, at least that was my initial thought. Now that I’m standing in the infamous girls’ bunker, my spidey senses are telling me otherwise.
“It’s closer than our other hangout.”
“The warehouse?”
Naomi nods.
I’ve heard about it but have yet to see it for myself. I have been locked away at the farm and am really starting to go stir-crazy. I want to push back about Eros keeping me tucked away, but I can’t after what happened last time.
I also know I can’t stay here forever. I’m sure Eros wouldn’t agree with that. What I need is a way to get out of here so I can slip away and see my father. He has reached out one more time, but nothing has changed.