Total pages in book: 53
Estimated words: 49459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49459 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 247(@200wpm)___ 198(@250wpm)___ 165(@300wpm)
When I finally pulled back, it was to lay her down against the pillows, moving slowly, careful not to jostle her even though I knew she was healed and finally safe. I traced my hand down her arm, across her ribs, and settled where her wounds had been. She wore one of my shirts, the length swallowing her whole. And she looked damn good in it.
Her gaze stayed on mine, watching every movement, letting me touch her because she knew this was what my wolf and I needed.
“Ye’re looking at me like I might vanish, Lennox.” She cupped my cheek, her palm moving over my scruff.
“I’m looking at ye,” I said softly, “like I’ve been given the greatest gift in this fooking world because ye’re the only thing that matters, lass.”
Her lips parted just slightly. She sighed, and despite myself, I felt my blood boil and my cock thicken in response.
“I donna want tae think about how I almost lost ye,” I murmured. “I only want tae feel that this isn’t a dream and ye are truly here with me now.”
I dipped my head, kissing her slowly, deeply, and letting it build until I scented her desire move through every inch of her body. Aisling’s fingers slid up into my hair, pulling me closer as she opened her mouth and let me in.
I stroked her with my tongue, tasted every inch of her, and when I broke the kiss, it was so I could press my mouth to her jaw and along her throat, savoring the feel of her frantic pulse under my lips and tongue.
“Be with me,” she moaned, begging. “We are alive, whole, and together. I want tae feel that reality, Lennox.”
“Everything I am is yers, Aisling.”
Her breath caught, her hands now curling around my shoulders as she pulled me closer to her. “Then donna stop.”
“Never.”
30
LENNOX
Every moment I wasn’t inside of my mate was a fight between the human part of me that wanted to be careful… and my Lycan that demanded I claim and mark her properly.
“Ye could’ve been taken from me,” I rasped, unable to hold back the fear that slipped from my mouth. I licked and sucked at her throat, my voice rough with a snarl. “I’d have killed anyone who got in my way of getting tae ye. I would burn the whole fooking world down for ye, lass.”
I pulled back enough to take off the sweats I’d put on. My cock sprang free and was already leaking pre-cum.
I tore my shirt from her body and dragged my gaze over every inch of her like I was memorizing proof she was actually here with me and whole.
“I’m here,” she whispered, breath trembling, clearly seeing the thoughts on my face.
I growled and lowered my mouth to hers, kissing her with a fervor I’d never felt before. It was hard and hungry. My canines scraped her lips until I tasted copper. The sensations I felt were intense and lit me up from the inside out now that my wolf was no longer silent.
She moaned against me, and my chest ached with the need to sink my dick into her at the same time I bit the side of her throat, marking her properly.
Her skin was so soft, and the heat made my pulse thunder in my ears. I dragged my mouth down her neck, over her collarbones, and inhaled deeply. The mating scent poured out of me and covered my female. I rubbed my jaw against her skin, marking her even more with me.
“Ye’re mine, Aisling,” I snarled against the curve of her neck. “My mate. My everything forever.”
“Aye,” she moaned. She wrapped her legs around my waist when I used my body to shove her back onto the bed, my hands spanning her hips and pinning her down.
I felt like I was starving for her.
“I need ye inside of me, Lennox.” Her voice desperate, her arousal coating the air and making my dick throb.
Grabbing the root of my cock, I notched the tip at her entrance, stared into her eyes, and pressed into her in one primal, fierce thrust. The heat of her pussy wrapping around me was so intoxicating. She was so fucking tight that my vision blurred and blood rushed through my veins.
I was buried all the way to the hilt, her cry of pleasure hit me like a fucking freight train derailing. I dropped my forehead to hers, panting, holding still because, if I moved right now, I’d come.
“Christ, ye feel… Hell, lass, ye always feel like perfection.” I gently cupped her throat and stared into her eyes, letting my wolf rise. I felt my eyes flash and my canines drop even more when I growled, “Ye feel like mine.”
I moved slowly at first, but my Lycan needed feral, primal fucking. Before I knew what I was doing, I was throwing my hips back and forth and grinding us together. Aisling dug her nails into my shoulders and tipped her head back as she could do nothing but let me take control and ride out the pleasure.