Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
“Don’t poke the bear, Baby girl,” he warned in a rough voice that betrayed his arousal.
“Maybe I like it,” she replied and attempted to repeat the caress again.
He held her steady and met her gaze fully. “I’m holding on to the last of my restraint, Angel. Push me too far, and I’ll show you everything I’ve dreamed of doing to your sweet body since I found you.”
Her mind raced to process his words. Vex wanted her and had fantasized about her. He was at the end of his control. She could make him lose it.
“I think I’m okay with that… Daddy.”
Chapter 7
Vex stood and ran his hand over his cock, roughly pushing the thick shaft tenting the worn denim of his jeans against his stomach. He released his hold and thrust the zipper down. Her gaze fixed on his heavy cock as it burst from his fly. Without meaning to, Angel licked her lips.
“You are going to be the death of me, Baby girl,” Vex growled as he stepped out of his boots and shucked his jeans. After kicking both away, Vex ripped off his socks and added them to the pile.
Angel scanned him, hoping she didn’t look like a loon as she checked out his ripped body. She’d seen him before, but this time, he stood quietly before her, allowing Angel to check out his form completely.
Tattoos and scars dotted his skin, adding to the allure of his tough life choices. When her gaze finally rose to meet his, Vex wrapped his hand around his cock and pulled his erection from root to tip. The deep sound that rumbled from his throat sent a shiver down her spine, both thrilling and warning her.
“Your turn, Angel.”
He curled his finger, beckoning her forward. Angel scooted forward to the edge of the bed and stood up before she processed she was moving. Taking tiny steps forward, Angel waited for that voice in the back of her head to tell her this wasn’t right. Something inside her always had alerted her before. With Vex, that subconscious warning was completely silent.
“Good girl,” he praised her. He ran his hands over her shoulders and down her arms to bracket her waist. “I can’t wait to unwrap my present.”
“You’ve seen me naked before,” she whispered. A chill ran through her at the thought that he wouldn’t find her appealing.
“Yes, but I’ve taken care of you as a rescuer. Now, I plan to devastate you completely.”
Angel nodded, not sure she understood what he meant by that but craving every possibility. Urged on by the tension building between them, Angel grabbed the bottom of her shirt and raised it.
“My job.”
Vex tugged her fingers from the material and pulled the garment over her head. He leaned forward to press a kiss to the curve where her shoulder and neck met before biting the tender spot firmly. Nerves she didn’t know existed sizzled.
He cupped her small breasts, rubbing his calloused thumbs lightly over the light rose tips. “So pretty, Angel. Look at how beautiful you are. The perfect shade of pink to lure me to taste. I plan to savor every inch of you, Baby girl.”
Her heart beat with excitement. She’d already learned that Vex’s word was his bond. Her mind raced with the fantasy of him touching, kissing, and even biting her—everywhere. “Please,” she whispered.
Vex dropped to a knee in front of her and rubbed his beard over her nipples. The slight rasp of the silken threads over her tender peaks made her sway toward him. She inhaled deeply, pressing her chest against him. He opened his mouth and exhaled. A wave of heat flowed over her tender skin before his lips closed on one bud. His tongue thrashed across the tip as he hummed. The two sensations forced Angel to her tiptoes as she strained to get closer.
He leaned away, allowing the suction to pop as he released her. “Mmm, sweet.” Kissing a fiery path to her other sensitive mound, Vex then repeated his attentions, making her squirm. She squeezed her thighs together as her excitement grew.
She froze as his fingers drifted down to the waistband of her leggings. He tugged the stretchy material down until he reached her sparse adult hair. “I’m sorry….” Angel glanced at herself as she apologized for her lack of waxing. She wanted to be flawless for him. Well, as presentable as possible.
“No,” he barked, startling her and jolting away any memories of her time with the Ravagers. He tugged at the short hair. The slight taste of pain erased her thoughts of embarrassment as she concentrated on his touch.
Shocked, she met his gaze fully. His expression was stark—not with anger, but with desire and arousal.
“You are perfect as you are,” he assured her, before sliding his hand to cup her sex. “You’re so wet, Baby girl. Your pussy has soaked your panties with your sweet juices. We need to get those off. I can’t wait to taste you here.”