Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“You didn’t.”
“I don’t need to. The aging process has started for me, but I don’t care. I don’t feel crazy. I’ve just never felt the need to be around people.”
It was the most honest he had been with her.
“I’m not a wolf, but I’ve never been good with people,” she said. “I don’t really make friends. I don’t run with the crowds.” She shrugged. “I guess I’ve always done my own thing.”
She looked down at her empty cup of hot chocolate. Lord had finished it. She had put just the right amount of milk and chocolate, with just a touch of vanilla.
“I want to kiss you,” he said.
This made her head jerk up and look at him.
Yes, please, I want you to kiss me. I want you to ravish me, and touch me, and wipe that memory out of my mind.
I also want to tell you no. But I want you so badly.
Astrid didn’t say a word.
Lord reached out and touched her cheek. It was just a touch, the cupping of his palm against her face, and she nibbled her lip as he ran his thumb across the bottom. He pulled just a little on her bottom lip, and she wanted to moan at that touch alone.
She stared into his eyes.
And then, he got closer.
Her thoughts were driving her crazy, and she didn’t know what to listen to, but then it didn’t matter, because his lips touched hers and sent fire rushing through her veins. It was like her body had been waiting for the touch of his lips, and now nothing else would do.
Astrid stayed perfectly still, and at first her eyes were open, watching him. Then, as if they had a mind of their own, they slid closed. She reached out and touched his cheek as he deepened the kiss, and she melted against him.
He let out a little growl, and Astrid didn’t know who moved, only in the next second, on the window seat, she had straddled his lap. She cupped his face and kissed him harder, as he ran his hand down her back.
Lord went to her ass, gripping the flesh, and she arched against him, grinding herself onto him, and he let out a growl. She loved the way he kissed her neck. It felt so good, and she didn’t want him to stop. Her whole body was on fire with need.
The robe was gone, and her pajama bottom was ripped open. Buttons flew left and right. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath, and Lord pushed it from her shoulders, and it landed on the floor.
His hands went to her breasts, and he cupped them and began to suckle at each bud, going to one, then the other. Each time he tugged at her nipples, she felt an answering pull between her thighs. She cried out his name, not wanting it to stop.
Suddenly, he picked her up in his arms, let her nipple go, and kissed her as he carried her upstairs. They didn’t go to her bedroom, but he placed her on his bed. At the same time, he pulled the pajama pants right off her.
Lord was naked within seconds, and she stared down the length of his body. His cock captured her attention as it stuck out, long, thick, with the head glistening.
She expected him to thrust deep inside her, but instead he pressed his face against her stomach. And he started to kiss her. He put his hands on her knees and slowly started to skim up the inside of her thighs, going toward her pussy.
This felt too good to stop.
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The scent of her was driving him crazy.
He wanted to press his face against her pussy and lick at her. Lord couldn’t get enough, and as he spread the lips of her sex, he knew he was going to make sure she forgot what he had called her. Astrid was never and would never be a convenience to him.
She was everything he ever wanted. The only woman he cared about.
Taking her clit between his teeth, he bit down, just a little, to cause the right amount of pain, and then he soothed it out with his tongue, hearing her scream. Her pleasure echoed around the room, and his cock was so damn hard it was painful, but he held his need in check.
His only focus was his woman. She was all that mattered. All he cared about.
He pressed a single finger inside her, and she was dripping wet, but he wanted her soaking.
He added a second finger, and started to spread her pussy, getting her ready to take his cock. She moaned his name, and he loved the sound as it came from her lips.
Flicking his tongue back and forth across her clit, he felt the change begin to happen, as she came close to orgasm. He pulled his fingers from her pussy and replaced them with his tongue plunging inside her, wanting to prolong her build-up to ecstasy.