Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90026 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 450(@200wpm)___ 360(@250wpm)___ 300(@300wpm)
“All mine?” Angel’s eyes widen.
“You’re scaring her,” I grumble, trying to keep my anger in check. I don’t need to come to blows with Nikolai, who I know is right behind me. The closet is too small for that, and the girls might get hurt.
“Yes, all yours,” Riley confirms, not scared of my glare either. I must be losing my touch, or she knows that my Angel would protect her from me. She’s not wrong. There isn’t much Angel couldn't get me to do at this point. Especially if it got her to stop crying. “And big bear here”—Riley points her thumb at me—“wants you to stay. Yes, to keep you safe, but also because he wants you here.”
“You want me here?” Angel stares up at me.
“You’re not going anywhere,” I repeat for the millionth time. I don’t know how to make this any clearer. I brush my thumb along her bottom lip, wanting to suck it into my mouth. I need to taste her again.
“I don’t think he’s good with the ladies.” Riley shakes her head.
“I don’t need to be good with the ladies.” She rolls her eyes at me and keeps going, but I notice that Angel is starting to calm down. Tears don’t threaten to spill free anymore.
"He's determined to keep you for himself, so you're not going anywhere." I grit my teeth, waiting for Angel to panic. This is going to get a whole lot worse if she tries to really fight me to leave. That will make her hate me.
“Is that true?” she asks. I nod.
To my surprise, a slow smile starts to spread across her face. “I want to stay. If you want me here, and there is no one else.”
“Never.” I wrap an arm around her, lifting her up. She meets me halfway, her mouth pressing against mine.
“And now we’re really leaving.” I hear Riley say this, but I choose to ignore her.
As our tongues tangle, Angel wraps her body around mine. I groan into her mouth, wanting to take her to the floor, but I can’t be rough with her. She’s so small.
“Shower with me?” I ask her, but I’m already moving toward the bathroom.
“Yes,” she agrees and kisses me again. When we get to the bathroom, I sit her down on the sink and start to strip down. “You have blood on you.”
“I do.” Her teeth sink into her bottom lip, but she doesn’t ask. I'm not sure if she doesn't want to know or is afraid to know the answer. I don’t want to tell her. Not yet. I need to bind her to me tighter before she gets to see all the dark parts of me.
Angel releases her bottom lip when I let my pants drop, stepping out of them, now completely naked. She licks her lips, her eyes roaming me up and down.
“You’re big.” A bark of laughter comes from me, surprising us both.
“Your turn, Angel.” I pull her shirt off, tossing it away. Her tits bounce when I lift her off the counter onto her feet so I can pull her little shorts down her legs. She slid them on quickly when Riley showed up. “You’re beautiful.” I kiss her stomach before standing back up and grabbing her hand to lead her into the shower. Angel arranges her hair in a knot on top of her head.
“You’re not so bad yourself.” She trails her fingers down my chest. “One day, will you tell me about some of these?” Angel carefully traces over one of the scars. I’d given her some information about my childhood this morning as we lay in bed. I hadn't delved too deeply, but she had a clearer understanding.
“If you want.”
“I definitely want.” I close my eyes when she kisses one and then another. “I need to know everything about you.”
I’m not sure I believe that. Hell, I don’t want her to know everything. In fact, this is the first time I have ever really questioned what I’ve done. The only reason being because she will find out, and I have no fucking clue how she’ll handle that.
“Let me wash you.” I lather my hands up with soap and start to roam her body with them. Angel lets out a happy sigh, leaning into me. I stroke soapy fingers over her mound and between her slit. A small moan comes from her, and a shiver leaves her. I turn her in my arms, pulling her back to my front. “You need to come, baby?”
“Please,” she whispers. I gently stroke her pussy, my thumb brushing over her clit. My other hand reaches up to her breast, cupping it to tease her nipple. “Abel,” Angel moans. I kiss along her neck.
I keep working her over. Angel pushes back harder into me, grinding against my cock. I let out a choked growl. I don’t deserve to touch her, but that’s not going to stop me.