Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27756 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
This strong woman who ran toward danger, who held men’s balls in her hand with her no bullshit attitude, only for him would she do this. Only for him would she give him complete control.
His hips worked faster, driving deeper, harder, making it so he didn’t have a clue as to where he ended and she began. He settled her good hand on her breast and he hissed as she pinched her own nipples, tugging and twisting as he continued to fuck her.
Shifting his weight, he gripped her ass, fingertips sinking into the cleft of her ass. Dianna whimpered bucking into him more.
“You want that don’t you, baby. You want me to fuck you here.” He pushed his middle finger into the puckered hole, wanting to feel that clenching around his cock. And soon.
But not now. He wasn’t pulling out of her pussy even if intruders kicked in the door. Not until she smelled like him, everywhere.
“Yes. Whatever you want.” Her voice was high pitched, panting.
“Tell me,” he growled, knowing his grip would leave marks on her smooth skin.
“Yes!”
“Words, damnit. Give me the fucking words.” He fucked her harder, the headboard slamming against the wall, knocking pictures off. He didn’t care. “Tell me who. You. Belong. To.”
Her body tightened, tensing and he knew she was close. The velvet walls of her pussy rippled around his cock. She slammed her cast against his upper arm and he didn’t care, didn’t even slow his strokes. He wouldn’t stop, not until she gave him what he wanted. That was his goal. Until the words he needed, to help him find his way to keep her with him, he would stay buried inside her.
Pulling her up to him he nipped her bottom lip causing her to gasp, then he sank his tongue deep, sweeping through her mouth, licking everywhere he could. Her taste wound into him, tying them together further. He wanted everything with her. He needed everything with her.
She was his world and he was new at this mating thing but he would show her, daily, how things could be if she would fucking tell him what he needed to hear. His cat roared within him and his fangs slid down once more.
“Tell me, Dianna. I’m not stopping until I hear the words.” Sweat ran down his body and fell onto her. He ground into her clit with every forward drive of his hips. Lifting her up so his angle to pound into her increased, he refused to relent.
Winded and out of breath, she gave a mixture of a gasp and a chuckle. “If that’s a threat, you’re way off base and need a different tactic. Why the hell would I want you to stop fucking me?”
Lips to lips he breathed her in like he needed her to live. In a sense, he did.
“Tell me.” He heard a bit of vulnerability in his tone but he didn’t care. This was the one woman he would bear his soul to, she owned him.
Completely.
“Yours.”
“Come for me. Come with me.”
She listened and he hollered as her tight muscles flexing around him dragged him over the edge. He dragged his fangs along her shoulder and sank them deep, reopening her healing mark. Then he filled her full of his seed.
* * *
He sat at the dining room table, his brothers on the other side and Dianna, would be next to him if she’d stop feeding his siblings.
“Come sit.” His order was grumbled but she ignored him.
When she finally returned to the table, in her hand she held three loaded plates with steak, roasted potatoes, and steamed veggies which she placed before each of them. His stomach growled and Macsen groaned. What was she doing? She had her arm in a cast.
“This looks delicious.” Macsen reached for a plate but Jeremy bared his teeth.
“Eat.” Dianna stroked her hand down Jeremy’s face.
He grasped her wrist and halted her from walking away. Tugging her down to sit on his lap, he curved an arm around her waist.
She didn’t argue when he fed her a roasted red potato and he watched her chew then swallow. Looking up, he found his brothers smirking.
“Your team is en route.” Vaughn cut up his steak without looking up from the plate.
The woman in his lap tensed and he smoothed a hand down her belly. “They needed to know you were okay.”
“But if this is a ploy to get them here so they can be taken…” Dianna waved away the follow-up bit he offered of the steak which cut like butter.
“Baby, I need you to eat.”
“And I need my friends safe. Your brothers are here with us so I know they’re fine, but my girls are on their way here and they’re pregnant.”
All three men froze.
“All of them?”
She turned on his lap, eyebrow up. “You didn’t know this?”