Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 168701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 844(@200wpm)___ 675(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 168701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 844(@200wpm)___ 675(@250wpm)___ 562(@300wpm)
I’m coming inside her. Coming with soul-altering fierceness, pleasure spiraling out of control in me as she whimpers loud. Her head is thrown back and she’s climaxing, mouth open, eyes filled with wetness. Her blood trickles down her throat and I lap it up while continuing to grunt like the animal I am. My seed spills into her, my knot vibrating so hard it’s audible. The painting on the wall rattles, the vibrations are that hard. I can’t tear my gaze from her convulsing body as I pull whimper after whimper from her parted lips.
Her fingers grip my biceps as she continues to cry out and then one hand slides to catch my hand and her fingers twine with mine.
“Riley,” she whimpers.
Remorse shunts through me at what I’ve done, what I’m doing, what I can’t stop myself from continuing.
She saved it for me and I’m fucking taking it without being gentle. Because I just can’t be.
Her legs are trembling. Her back is arched. And she now wears my mark. I lick it again and she shudders. The bleeding has stopped.
And not only do I feel the greatest pleasure in my life at mating her, at knotting her, at tasting her, I can feel intense emotions pulsing inside my chest in a place I know once and for all is hers. A tangled ball of love, remorse, pain, and pleasure. I’ve hurt her. Immensely. And yet she doesn’t want it to stop, loves every second of it. Because I’m here and finally touching her. She knows she’s mine. It’s crystal clear in my head that it’s all she’s wanted for years.
My knot continues to pulse, the slickness of our combined juices pooled between us. She’s jolting, whimpering, and clinging to me while I rut like a monster, grunting and groaning as I take.
I collapse on her when it finally stops.
I twist so she doesn’t have to take all my weight and am on my side. But I’m still inside. My knot hasn’t deflated yet.
I blow out breath after breath, trying to slow my heartrate, listening to the internal snarling of my furious wolf who wants out. He wants out now. He’s angry. He feels separate from me instead of a part of me, and it’s an odd sensation that I can’t wrap my mind around. And I’ve got the odd sensation I’m about to shift against my will, but before that can happen, my knot deflates halfway, my cum spills out of her, but then my knot tightens and starts revving again.
My body bucks as I painfully come some more while she whimpers and trembles, clawing the sheets at her sides, legs pulsing out of control while spilling wet slickness into the puddle we’ve made.
She grabs my face and our eyes lock for a beat before she rams her tongue between my lips. I give in after a split-second of stone-cold stillness before I groan and take a deep drink of her, tasting her sweet lips again, finally, after so many years. Another thread of control snaps as I bite her lip and take her mouth like it’s my God-given right. Our tongues twist up together and I run my thumb along the mark I’ve put on her, making her jolt even harder as she seizes in pleasure under me. I flip to my back and still attached, she rides me, holding my shoulders while still kissing me.
Her sweet mouth moves down my more-than-stubbled jaw and she nips at my throat too, wanton, throwing her wet hair back as she rides my knot like a woman possessed and determined to take everything I have to give. I run my hands up her torso and tweak her nipples as I growl, then sit up enough to take one into my mouth. I bite down.
She cries out in pain, but continues orgasming at the same time. Our pain and pleasure weave together in my chest as her nails dig into my biceps. I feed on her tits like a starved man who’s finally getting nourishment.
I feed while growling. Can’t stop.
Releasing the bruised nipple, I move her onto her back, slamming my hips forward without being able to pull back out because my cock knot continues pulsing, deflating half way so I spill seed over the sheets as she’s too full of it before going full again and vibrating harder. My vision blurs as I process how she saved herself for me for all this time. All this time.
And after leaving her in a fuckin’ parking lot for days instead of protecting her, she gets taken. She gets taken and has to watch me savagely murder the man who took her. So I can continue being an asshole to her before taking what she saved for me – no sweet words, no romance, no prep whatsoever while refusing to hear her out. No, I just rip a door off, rip into her and take her like a goddamn monster.