Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 129268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
“Do you want me to beg?” Of course she does. I wanted her to beg, so this is my punishment. “I’ll beg on my knees. I’ll plead with you. Whatever you want.” I whisper my words into her hair, meaning every word. Shit, just the thought of me begging her to suck me off has precum flowing down my shaft.
She snickers again and I know her answer before she says it. “No, I don’t want you to beg.”
“I don’t like this.” I know I sound like a petulant child, but really, what the fuck?
“That’s the point of a punishment.” She lifts her head to give me a kiss on the cheek before settling back down beside me. A moment of silence passes. I stare up at the ceiling with a raging erection that won’t die, next to my sated mate, who doesn’t seem to have any intention of returning the favor. Motherfucker. I close my eyes and try to sleep, but there’s no fucking way that’s going to happen.
“Vince, I’m thirsty.” Her sleepy words register slowly.
“You need to drink? Do you have any blood here?” Vampires don’t drink directly from beings anymore. At least they aren’t supposed to; it was bad for relations. Her head shakes gently, ruffling her hair before she nips at my neck. Her little bite shoots a wave of heated desire down my body.
“Will it hurt?” If I’d known my mate was going to be a vampire, I would have given more of a shit about their species.
“Only a little,” she says and hesitates before adding, “at first.” I nod once and arch my neck, offering it to her without thinking twice. She straddles my body and her naked, hot core presses down on my tortured erection, making my eyes roll back in my head. Fuck yes!
“Drink it all, baby.” The lustful words slip past my lips as she licks my neck, telling me where she’s going to bite.
“Stay still.” She breathes into my neck. “Just feel it.” I barely register her words before her sharp fangs pierce my flesh. It stings and I have to fist the sheets to keep my hands from instinctively going to my neck. And then she sucks. Holy fuck. I can feel the pull of my blood through my veins. The intense rush is accompanied with a heated pulse of pleasure hovering over every inch of me. I groan and tighten my grip on the sheets. She rocks gently on top of me while sucking harder and I almost come from the heightened sensation. My legs stiffen with the need to release.
“More.” It’s not even close to a command, but before I can add please she digs her fangs in deeper and sucks harder. And I erupt. The tingling in my spine travels through every inch of my body, starting at my toes and fingers and numbing its way through my quivering body. Waves and waves of cum leave me as she continues to suck on my neck, intensifying my release. As aftershocks flow through me, she gently licks the bite wounds. The soft touch sends a satisfied chill through my body. She shuffles onto the bed beside me and kisses me tenderly on the lips before grabbing something off the nightstand. Wiping herself with a damp cloth, she then scoots over to clean off my stomach and thighs.
“You made a mess.” Her voice is teasing, as is her side-eye.
Her weak admonishment makes me grin and I tell her, “You knew I would.” She gives me a soft, small smile and continues wiping me down before tossing the rag on the floor.
“Did I taste good?” I have to ask.
“Delicious.” She answers with my own words before nipping at my neck and settling beside me.
“Did you even drink enough?”
She hums into my chest while molding her soft warm body to mine. “Sleep.”
“Yes, my little mate.”
“That’s not how you say Mistress.” I feel her smile as her deep breaths even out and she nods off.
Veronica
I’m impressed, and that’s a rarity. My sharp nail taps against my lower lip while taking in the view. Appraising it. The pack’s estate is massive and modernized. I wasn’t sure what would await me, but this has certainly exceeded my expectations.
Just like my big bad wolf. I clench my thighs in anticipation. I haven’t decided how long I’m going to make him wait. I do know I’m enjoying the tease far too much to give in.
He isn’t going to hurt me, though. I’ve been trained all my life to kill. I’ve been hurt more than my fair share. But Vince, whether it’s because I’m his mate or it’s simply who he is, isn’t going to do a damn thing to hurt me.
Clearing my throat, I check my composure in the reflection of the garage window. Covens and packs have treaties and the Authority has strict laws so I’m protected, theoretically, walking into the wolves’ den.