Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 90852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90852 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 454(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 303(@300wpm)
My heart fluttered at the tender gesture.
I felt my cheeks warm up with an emotion that I could not name but felt deeply within my soul.
Then, like the dance of the tea leaves with hot water, he leaned in closer still until our lips finally met.
I opened my eyes, coming alive from the intensity of our kiss. It was no rushed affair like those stolen kisses in the past but a slow exploration as if we were discovering each other all over again.
His hand traced down my arm causing an electrifying shiver to run through me. His fingers started a journey from my shoulder towards my waistline, igniting sparks wherever they touched.
He deepened the kiss.
I let out a gasp which he seized eagerly, kissing me deeper and sending me into an abyss of forgotten thoughts and feelings that had been dammed up for days. The words remained unspoken, but their meaning hung heavily between us—we belonged to each other.
When he pulled back, I saw fire blazing in his eyes. “Now it’s time for the dragon to feast.”
I grinned. “You’re hungry for this pussy?”
“Starved.”
Chapter twenty-three
Moni Wants a Show
Monique
Lei’s lips hovered just above mine.
It was a tantalizing promise of what was to come. The warmth of his breath mingled with mine, creating a heady mix that left me dizzy and yearning.
His proximity was mesmerizing.
So needy of him, I was acutely aware of his every movement, every shift of his weight, the way his muscles rippled with barely contained power.
Damn. . .
Lei’s love was a storm.
Intense.
All-consuming.
And I willingly surrendered myself to its power.
Completely at his mercy.
Every moment with him was an intoxicating, sensual tango, exhilarating and terrifying in its intensity.
He hovered above me, and his gaze ignited sparks within my very soul.
Why is this man so fine?
Was he not an alluring masterpiece of dangerous beauty?
A living manifestation of raw power and grace.
His muscular body was sculpted like some warrior of ancient legend.
His long hair—dark as the midnight sky—cascaded around his ruggedly handsome face, framing it in this heartbreakingly, untamed halo.
His scent—musky, wild and enticing—filled my senses, making me light-headed and greedy for his cock.
I reached up to him, and could feel the rapid throb of his pulse beneath my fingertips as they traced the veins in his muscular forearms.
Swooning, I let out a long sigh.
Lei lowered a few inches and continued to hover over me. His long hair brushed against my face, sending shivers through my whole body. “Moni. . .”
I was breathless. “Yes.”
His voice grew low and teasing. “Did you know that you are absolutely breathtaking?”
“Are you trying to make me blush, Lei?”
“Make you blush?” He laughed softly, and the sound was a melody that warmed my heart. “But it’s true.”
He hit me with this searing gaze. “You’re the most stunning woman I’ve ever seen.”
I reached my hands up to touch his chest, wanting to tear the blue shirt off. “Flattery will get you everywhere.”
“Good to know,” he murmured, leaning in closer. “Tell me something.”
“Maybe.”
He smirked. “What’s the secret to winning your heart?”
I pretended to ponder. “Besides being dangerous, gorgeous, and sexy as hell?”
“Yes.”
“Trust, respect, honesty, and. . .”
“And?”
“A talented tongue and a very big cock.”
“Hmmm.” His low chuckle vibrated through me, sparking more heat and desire. He leaned closer, his breath fanning hot across my cheek. “Is that so?”
I swallowed hard, feeling the addicting burn of his gaze. “It’s very important to me.”
“Well, in that case,” His hands ran down my sides, causing my heart to leap into my throat. “I better not disappoint.”
My fingers danced along the sharp angles of his jaw. “You never do.”
Then, he devoured my mouth, and his lips were soft and warm, pressed against mine with a gentle fervor.
The taste of his tongue was minty and sweet.
The sound of our breaths mingled together as our kiss deepened, our tongues slipping and sliding in perfect rhythm.
He kissed me like I was a heroine in a fairytale.
Maybe we were in one.
Because. . .was he not some dragon prince?
And I his new love, that had been wandering in a mystical forest, lost and waiting for a hero?
And did he not whisk me away to some magical kingdom where the boundaries between reality and fantasy blurred into breathtaking enchantment?
Were we not a timeless romance?
Surely, in this moment, he claimed me with the spell of a seducing kiss, weaving a mystical, shimmering rope that would bind us together forever.
His strong arms encircled me, lifting me from the mundane world into a realm of dreams and fantasies.
With every touch, he banished my fears and doubts, replacing them with a sense of belonging and love so profound it left me even more breathless.
He was my dragon prince, fierce and protective. His love represented a blazing fire that detonated within my soul.
“Moni,” he whispered against my lips, and his voice was a caress. “Don’t ever think of leaving me.”