Total pages in book: 152
Estimated words: 154368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 772(@200wpm)___ 617(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154368 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 772(@200wpm)___ 617(@250wpm)___ 515(@300wpm)
Sol's eyes flew open as she woke up.
Oh Gods!
She gasped.
Sweat beaded along her collarbone. Her whole body was burning. That felt so wrong since she was always cold. Ice ran through her veins. Frost lived under her skin. But right now, she felt like she was on fire.
Deep in Sol’s chest, her beast stirred—restless, confused. It didn't like the heat. But it liked what was causing it.
Sol’s heart pounded. Her breath came fast. And between her thighs. . .
Oh Gods!
She was wet.
Soaked.
And she was moving.
Grinding.
Against something warm, solid, and hard.
Sol shivered and looked down.
Oh no.
She’d had her most sensitive spot pressed against Korin's bare thigh. And during her dream, she'd been rubbing against the hard muscle.
His thigh dripped with her arousal.
Oh no. Is he awake? Does he know?
Sol's gaze flew to his face.
Korin was awake and his golden eyes were just as bright as in her dream. However, this time there was hot intensity blazing within them that made her stomach flip.
"I. . ." Sol jerked back. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. . .I was asleep, and. . ."
“No, little one.” Korin's hand shot out and grabbed the back of her head. His fingers tangled in her hair.
With his other hand, he gripped Sol’s hip and pulled her back against him. His thigh pressed between her legs again, right against her aching core.
“Oh!” she gasped.
And it wasn’t just that it felt so good, but in her village she had been a Lowly—someone constantly scowled at, despised, and pushed away.
No one had ever pulled her close like this.
Those golden eyes brightened. “Do you like that?”
“Y-yes.”
His voice grew rough and dark. "You can rub some more. Don't stop on my account."
Sol's face burned. "No. I can't. I shouldn't have. . ."
“I am yours to please, queen.”
“I. . .” The word queen still didn't fit right in her ears. Like a dress made for someone taller, prettier, and more worthy. But the way he said it, made her want to grow into it.
"Your nipples are hard." His gaze dropped to her breasts. "Your body's on fire. And you were making the sweetest sounds in your sleep."
Sol's breath hitched. She almost covered herself. Old instinct. The Lowly in her still expected disgust when someone looked too long.
Korin licked his lips. Slowly. Like he was already tasting her. "Go ahead, little queen. Rub that pussy on my thigh."
Those filthy words shot straight to her core.
She shouldn't.
She couldn't.
This would be too naughty.
But her hips moved on their own, rocking forward and dragging her slick heat against his thigh.
Pleasure spiked through her.
And within her core, she felt her beast move.
She blinked. Her beast pressed against her ribs like it wanted out and to get closer to him.
I’ll have to get used to. . .her inside of me.
Sol’s hands went to Korin’s chest to steady herself, and she felt the heat of him beneath her palms. The hard planes of muscle. The steady thrum of his heartbeat.
"That's it." Korin slid his fingers down her spine. "Feels good, doesn't it?"
It felt better than good.
It was incredible.
Sol rocked again. Harder this time. Her clit dragged against his thigh, and she whimpered.
Korin licked his lips again. "I can make you feel even better than that."
He leaned in and caught her earlobe between his teeth, then nibbled and sucked.
Sol's entire body arched.
"What. . ." She could barely get the words out. "W-what could you do?"
Korin's mouth moved to her neck, and he kissed the tender spot just below her ear. Slowly, his tongue traced a hot line down to her collarbone. "I can be inside you."
Sol's eyes flew open.
Inside me?
Her beast roared within her chest.
It startled her.
Shivering, she pulled back enough to look at Korin. His golden eyes were no longer bright. Now they were dangerously dark with hunger.
"How?" she whispered.
Korin took her hand.
Slowly.
Gently.
And guided it down between their bodies.
To his cock.
It was hard.
Thick.
Hot beneath her palm.
And big.
Sol's breath caught. “Your. . .love blade.”
Korin quirked his brows. “My what?”
“Your love blade.”
He smirked. “Little one, this is bigger than a blade. You should have at least said a sword.”
She widened her eyes. “What do you call this?”
“This is a cock, little one.”
The word sounded deliciously crude.
Her bottom lip quivered. “Cock?”
“Yes. Cock.” He groaned, and it was a deep rumble that started in his chest and spilled out of his mouth in a heated sigh.
“Touch what is yours.” His hand covered hers, pressing her fingers against the pulsing heat of length. His skin was hot under hers.
Her beast rumbled low in her chest. It was a deep vibration that Sol felt in her teeth.
She likes the heat on him.
Korin licked his lips. “This is the shaft.”
She swallowed and slipped her fingertips along it. His shaft was hard but velvety to the touch. It was real, not like the monstrous one in her dream, but still terrifying in its own way.