Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 109096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 545(@200wpm)___ 436(@250wpm)___ 364(@300wpm)
"You won't after tonight," he growls at me, and my heart jumps with excitement. "I'm going to make you regret this. Regret liking me. Regret making a move."
I struggle beneath him, but he won't let go. It excites me, and I whisper, "Are you going to pop my cherry?"
He shakes his head, grinning. "I'm going to pop all your fucking cherries, Dove Canterbury."
His words send a shiver of excitement down my spine, and I stare up at him intently as he lowers his lips against mine. His kiss isn't sensual or sweet. It's a punishment. He nips at my mouth, biting, sucking me. I mewl against his lips and he deepens our kiss, claiming me as his property once and for all.
"You know you're signing your death sentence when you kiss me like that?" Parker mutters against my lips. "I'm sick. I'm going to get obsessed with you, and I'll never fucking let you go."
"Fine by me," I grin against his lips. He grabs me by the hair, pulling my head back and exposing my neck to his mouth. He doesn't kiss it, he fucking bites, and I love it so much.
"Let me have that mouth first." His words are laced with a dark promise, and I watch him unbutton his jeans, my heart pounding as his hard cock springs free. "I've been dying to fuck that little mouth of yours, little bird..."
I don't get a chance to answer. He climbs on top of me, my body caged beneath his as he forces his cockhead into my mouth. I've never done this before, and I'm afraid I'll be clumsy and bad at it, but when his tip slides into me, a fervent desire fills me and instinct takes over.
I lick him and he groans. I kiss his cock like I want to kiss him, and Parker's fingers tighten in my hair.
"Not hard enough, Dove," he growls. "Suck it. Work for it. Show me how good you can be for me."
I take his words to heart. I'm desperate, eager to impress him. I want him to keep coming back to me, to keep taking me, to mark me as his forever. So, I do my best to satisfy him, eagerly eating up his cock and sucking hard.
"Fuck," he mutters. His fingers are twisting, pulling on my hair painfully. "Keep doing that, little bird. Take it. Fucking take it!"
Encouraged by his words, I allow my throat to accept him deeper. But then something switches inside Parker. I see the darkness take over him and pull him under. He grips my hair so tight it makes me squeal and when he starts to fuck my throat with angry thrusts of his hips I choke and gag and splutter.
He’s loving it.
And it hurts.
But I fucking love it.
Chapter 8
Nox
8 years ago
It's hard to fight my brewing obsession with Dove Canterbury. The need to mark her as mine is overwhelming. I keep thinking about ways to claim her. To let the world know that I was her first, and I'll be her last, too.
She sucks my cock clumsily, but I love it nonetheless. Her little mouth wraps around the tip of my dick, trusting eyes finding mine as she sucks and licks at me. I want more, so I grab her by the hair and push myself deeper into her mouth. I'll always want more than she'll want to give me. But if Dove doesn't want to get hurt, she'll let me have it.
"Where do you want it next?" I grunt as her eyes bulge, taking me deeper and deeper until she gags. I pull my cock free and she splutters up so much saliva, the sight is almost enough to make me come. "Tell me, little bird. Tell me where you fucking want it."
"In my pussy," she breathes. "Please, I don't want to be a virgin anymore, Parker."
"Show me!" The words are nothing but a hiss as I move down her body. She opens her legs for me, nice and wide, and I position myself at the tip of her untouched entrance. I want her. I'm going to fucking have her. And I'm going to kill any man who dares to claim her after me.
Her fearful eyes find mine as I rub my cockhead over her sweet pussy lips. I know she's scared, but I don't offer any reassurance, no words of encouragement. She can deal with the guilt and the shame on her fucking own. I'm not here for that – I'm here for three reasons, and two of them are yet to be taken advantage of, between her legs.
"You ready for me, little bird?" She nods, teeth digging into her bottom lip as her eyes beg me to take even more than I already have. "Tell me your pussy is mine. Forever."
"It's yours," she manages hoarsely. "It's yours, forever, Parker..."