Total pages in book: 182
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 171176 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 856(@200wpm)___ 685(@250wpm)___ 571(@300wpm)
His breath hitched and his heart sped up.
My belly flipped. A vicious storm at sea didn’t affect him, but a little kiss from me had this big alpha’s body reacting. Something about that fact tightened my insides in all the right ways.
I sucked on his skin and ran my palm down his chest and to his stomach, heading lower still. Before I could reach his cock—I was now salivating to taste it—he flipped me, spooning me from behind and holding me there with his strong embrace.
“If you do that, my little wolf, I’ll lose control and lock you up.”
“Why is that bad?” I asked, my stomach flipping again as the ship tilted further still. I closed my eyes, but could still feel the angle. “I could definitely use a distraction. I do not like how far this boat is leaning.”
“I think, instead, you could use some sleep.”
“I will never be able to fall asleep in this storm.”
“You will.” His large hand drifted up my outer thigh before ducking under the hem of my nightdress. “I’ll get you good and relaxed, and then I’ll hold you tightly. You will trust me when I promise that nothing will happen to you.”
His touch lightened, only a tease, drawing my focus. His lips skimmed the shell of my ear before dipping to my neck, taking little nips.
“Do you know how I’ll get you good and relaxed?” he murmured, his fingers reaching my hips and then angling in and down, slipping beneath my panties. “I’m going to stroke this pretty pussy until you explode.”
I could feel his hardness against my butt, and I tried to reach back for him.
“Ah-ah-ah,” he chided, capturing my wrist with the hand that wasn’t busy. He pulled it away and secured it alongside the other; both my wrists were now gripped in one of his hands. “You’re being a naughty girl, Little Wolf. I’m going to make you beg.”
He ran his fingers between my thighs, and I spread wider to give him more access.
“Mmm, you’re so wet for me,” he growled, dipping one of his fingers into me before circling my clit. “Do you like that?” He nipped my neck.
“I want to feel you inside me,” I panted.
“I am inside you.” He dipped two fingers into me roughly, stroking while the heel of his hand ground against my clit. “I can make you scream just like this.”
His other hand tightened against my wrists and his strong arms created a tighter cage around me, dominating me with both his strength and size. I groaned as his fingers plunged inside me again, hitting the perfect spot.
“Move your hips, baby,” he said, scraping his teeth against the sensitive skin on my neck. “Fuck my fingers with that wet pussy.”
I whimpered at his dirty talk, eager to comply. I rocked my hips into him and was rewarded with that exquisite rubbing, the heel of his hand creating the most delicious friction.
“Good girl,” he purred, and I lost all control.
I cried his name as I thrashed against him. I’d spent too many days in close proximity while denying myself the feel of his body and the sweet surrender of release. I chased it now, my pussy tightening around those thick fingers as he pumped them into me.
“Mark me,” I begged, pushing back against his throbbing hardness.
He cupped his hand against me, rough and punishing and so fucking good.
“Please, Alpha, mark your Little Wolf.”
He growled against the shell of my ear as he quickened his pace, finger-fucking me with abandon. He thrust his hard cock against my ass, dry-humping as though he couldn’t help but chase his own pleasure.
“Yes, Weston,” I said, stretching my neck to give him access, my world reduced down to this moment, to the feel of his body, the hard plunge of his fingers, the pulse of his hips. “Please . . .”
He bit into my neck, very near to my shoulder but just outside of a permanent claiming mark. I gasped as raw hunger lit me up and my whole being exploded. Pleasure tore me apart in the most glorious of ways; it felt as though pieces were scattered all throughout the universe for him to collect and puzzle back together. Waves of ecstasy shook my body as he shuddered, finding his release against me.
He kissed up my neck softly, breathing deeply. I settled against him, my eyes closed. All I knew was the feel of him, his arms around me, his face close to mine. Nothing mattered save his proximity.
“Sleep, baby,” he murmured, relaxing against me, his heart still beating quickly. “I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Defying all odds, I slipped into a comforting, dreamless sleep with the alpha’s strength coiled around me.
Chapter 4
Aurelia
“Hello, hello.” Dante sidled up to where I stood at the railing on the deck of the ship, up in the bow, where I was once again mostly out of the way.