Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 56021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56021 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 280(@200wpm)___ 224(@250wpm)___ 187(@300wpm)
“You’re the hottest…” I trail off, because I am so damn turned on, but also so very sad and emotional. I am a mess. I am in pieces. I want him to put me back together.
“Your desire is the highest compliment,” he says, going to his knees in front of me so he can be somewhat closer to my level. He reaches for my chin, knowing I am going to try to avoid his emerald gaze. “What I heard today does not change how I feel about you.”
I let out a little sob of relief. “But I was the worst. I was the kind of mindless killer that Raine and the others hate. I was a tool of evil.”
“You had no choice. Do you know what you really were, and still are?”
“What?”
“A survivor,” he says. “You do what you need to do in order to keep yourself alive. You adapt when you need to adapt. But you always make it through. You are the sort of creature the universe loves. And I love you too.”
“Wrath,” I murmur.
“Yes?”
“Will you fuck me, please?”
He lets out a dark, sexy chuckle. “If you ask so nicely, how can I refuse?”
He strips my blanket dress from me. I really wish Raine hadn’t seen me wearing that scrap. How embarrassing. Being naked is so much more preferable than wearing ugly, scratchy garments in front of haughty, mean women.
“Come here,” Wrath growls, pulling me close. “I don’t want to see that sad expression on your face again. You are everything to me. Do not ever let anybody make you feel less than perfect.”
I just want his cock. I know once he is inside me, I won’t be able to think about anything other than being fucked. I know I will be reminded that I am valued and safe, and that someone in this universe thinks I am special.
I grip his horn as he holds me up, his cock spreading me open so terribly, wonderfully wide. Being fucked by Wrath is like being made his. There’s no part of me he doesn’t own, and I love it.
I lost myself as a soldier, including my memories until they were cruelly jogged. I lost myself as a member of the crew of the Mare when the captains abandoned ship, but I am finding myself as Wrath’s serving mate. Submitting to him gives me an incredible amount of pleasure.
“Fuck me, fuck me, please,” I am sobbing, emotions being rutted out of me by this big, bad underground alpha.
I need this catharsis so badly.
He is so strong. I have never once been in his presence and felt anything other than instantly safe. Now I am more than safe. I am cherished.
He fucks me thoroughly, passionately, and carefully, ensuring he does not damage me with his massive alien member. My pussy stretches for him eagerly, my lips wrapped around his scaled cock, gripping every time he pulls out.
“You’re perfect,” he tells me. “You’re my sweet, perfect, hot little human, and I am going to keep you for my own forever. You are owned, Allie. Every part of you. And you know it, don’t you?”
“Yes!” I answer immediately, and am rewarded by him driving a little deeper inside me. He is taking very good care of me, trying to stop me from being too filled, too stretched, too hurt.
“Do you want to be bred? Do you want me to fill you up with this cock and follow up with my seed? Do you want to feel your belly swell?”
I look at him with horror and fear, but my pussy grips him tighter. There’s something about the thought of being bred that makes me so fucking wet.
“You do, don’t you. You want me to fill you up and have you lay for me. Do you know how it will feel when that happens? When you are stretched from the inside out, and your body and mine create new life?”
I don’t know if I want to have a baby, but I know I want to do everything he wants me to do. I want him to own my body, and I want to give him everything he has ever desired.
“I’m going to breed you,” he growls. “I’m going to breed this tight, wet little hole of yours. It won’t matter what you were in the past. You’re going to be my mate, and the mother of my babies. I’m going to breed you until you don’t remember a thing before it.”
With every word, he is bouncing my pussy on the tip of his thick cock, using me to bring himself to orgasm. I have been a greedy girl when it comes to coming on his dick, but being bred means it’s not just me orgasming on him anymore. It means him fucking me, holding me down on his cock, and filling me with his seed.