Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 57707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57707 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 192(@300wpm)
My eyes grow heavy. I try not to feel guilty as sleep begins to take me. Mom was passed out when I left. Riley’s getting ready to go. Tristan doesn’t want me.
Soon, in the not-too-distant future, I’ll have to get used to being alone.
This idea shouldn’t send fear pumping through me. There shouldn’t be this ugly, low voice whispering in me, telling me everything is going to be miserable, lonely, pathetic, pointless. I’ve been alone for so long.
Sleep almost overtook me when Loki erupts into barking, aiming it at the window. I leap up and run over, staring past the rain sliding down the glass. Standing across the street is Tristan, soaked, his hair glistening, his shirt sticking to the solid outline of his muscled form.
I don’t stop to question. He said he wanted to forget, but he’s here, and he’s not hurt!
Quickly getting dressed, I run downstairs and out into the rain. It flows warmly down my body. I don’t even realize I’m barefoot until I’m standing in front of Tristan. He stares down at me with his jaw tight, eyes blazing with a new intensity.
“It was me,” he roars over the sound of the lashing rain. He steps forward and grips my hips in a way he never has before, as if he doesn’t just want me. He needs me. “I burned those fuckers. I killed those people tonight—bad people, but I did it, Maya. That’s who I am: a killer, a bad man.”
“You’re not a bad man,” I yell, grabbing his shoulders and pulling him closer. “You’re …” I pause and then say it. I can’t hold back anymore. “… my man.”
He leans in for a kiss.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
TRISTAN
Icarry her into the house like it’s our wedding day. Loki and Luna go nuts when they see me, but for once, I can’t stop to greet the dogs. My adrenaline is rushing from what I did—what I had to do. All I could think about during the whole time was Maya.
I can’t let her go. I tried, didn’t I, dammit?
Neither of us mentions the rainwater drenching the floor as I carry her up the stairs and to her room. When I lay her down, she grabs my neck and pulls me on top of her. We collapse into another kiss, this one even hotter than the last.
Her perfect curviness shifts against me as my cock floods with passion. I drive against her pants, then reach down and grab the button, pulling it loose.
“I need you,” I growl, kissing her neck and moving farther down her body.
“N-need?” she whimpers.
“Need.”
I kiss down her body until I’m at her thighs. I’m sure I can smell the scent of her pussy, the primality of it calling to me, making me even wilder than I already am. Pulling her pants down, I kiss her thighs, already tasting her tangy, needy wetness.
She leans up on her elbows, looking down at me.
“You’re so perfect,” I groan, tossing her pants aside and then grabbing her underwear. “So … damn …”
I can’t even finish the sentence when I pull her underwear down to reveal her slick core. Her hole is soaked, her wetness so tempting I almost explode right away.
“Hmm,” she moans, a note of urgency in her voice like she needs me to hurry up.
“The first moment I saw you,” I tell her, kissing up her thigh, getting closer and closer to her sweet hole. “I knew I had to have you. I followed Loki.”
I kiss her again, so close to her swollen-with-lust lips. She makes the most ball-tingling moaning noise.
“Followed him to you, Maya. I saw you standing at the window. I saw you, and I knew. Maybe I tried to fight it. Maybe I thought I was going nuts, but deep down, I knew I could never let you go.”
Her moans get even more passionate when I stop kissing her thighs, moving onto her sweet slit instead. She shudders as I slide my tongue from her hole up to her clit, taking my time with her folds, knowing as I taste her, I’m right.
She’s mine. She belongs to me. Last night made me realize that. No, I already knew. It was impossible to ignore.
“Sanity, insanity,” I growl, sucking on her clit as her body vibrates from the pleasure. The past, the future … It doesn’t matter. Just us, Maya. Just now.”
I slide my hand across her soaked pussy, making my finger slick, and then bring it to her entrance. The entire time, I’m licking and teasing her clit, my perfect girl twitching against me. I can feel the inexperience in her body chasing the release wildly, without shame.
We both want this. Need this.
“The … first … moment?” she moans, staring wide-eyed down at me.
“The first breath I took after seeing you felt different,” I snarl, fucking her tight hole with my finger.