Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 147(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
The question caught me off guard, but this was my opening. If he ended this little therapy session, I’d never get another chance to be with him because he’d never put himself in a situation where I’d have the chance. Then my lips tugged upward and I couldn’t stop the words that I uttered next. “Why would I have done that?”
“Christ, woman!” Archangel lunged for me, fisting his hand in my hair. His kiss was brutal, his tongue darting between my lips to claim what he refused to admit he wanted. The intensity of it left me breathless, as if he was trying to consume the very air I breathed.
He pressed his body against mine, pushing me back against the door of the cabin. His cock hardened against my belly and a wave of satisfaction washed through me. Archangel might have been saying one thing, but his body was telling a very different story. No doubt he wasn’t happy with himself or the situation, but he was going to fuck me again. I just had to keep pushing and not let up for an instant.
I wound my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. His hand tightened in my hair as he thrust his tongue deeper, tasting every part of my mouth. As quickly as he’d started kissing me he broke away, panting heavily. He pulled back just enough to look at me, his gray eyes dark and filled with a torrent of emotion I wasn’t sure he understood. Granted, I was no expert, but I swore Archangel looked like he was both completely lost and right where he wanted to be.
I thought he’d pull back again, maybe leave me here for the night, which I couldn’t allow, but he stared down into my face for long moments. His grip tightened in my hair, and he pulled me up to meet his lips again. His other arm tightened around my back, clamping me to him like an iron band. He lifted me and I locked my ankles around his waist as he got us inside and to the bed.
Archangel shoved me down on the bed, taking in every inch of my body with a hunger that both terrified and thrilled me. He stripped out of his clothes, his movements brutal and swift. I held my breath as he crawled back on top of me, his cock hard and leaking pre-cum against my stomach. He leaned in, his forehead resting against mine. “You make me feel things I shouldn’t.”
“You make me feel things I can’t get enough of. I want more.” My hand slid over the muscled expanse of his back, trailing down until I cupped his ass with both hands. He groaned and kissed me again, grinding his cock against my bare pussy.
“Get your fuckin’ shirt off, woman.” His snarl made me shiver and cry out. I obeyed as fast as I could, shrugging out of the T-shirt. He helped before tossing the garment to the floor and lying fully on top of me.
All that delicious muscle pressed me into the mattress again. I had almost made myself believe I’d imagined how good it felt to have Archangel in such a dominant position over me. I was at his mercy. At the moment, he looked like he had none.
I shifted my hips and Archangel slid inside me with his next thrust. When he did, he jerked like I’d slapped him, a glaze seeming to go over his eyes. Something like euphoria glimmered in his eyes before he slid them shut and groaned.
He held himself deep inside me, letting out his breath slowly as he rested his forehead against mine. “Fuck…” Archangel breathed the word like a prayer. Then he moved inside me, starting out slow but getting faster and harder with each stroke. I welcomed him with a moan, tightening my legs around him to hold him close. Archangel drove inside me, his hips slamming against mine in an almost violent rhythm. The breath slammed out of me as he rode me. He nudged my head to the side and latched on to my neck, sucking. Leaving his mark.
My heart rejoiced even as my head tried to tell me to slow down and take this for what it was. Scratching an itch. Hooking up. Sure, I’d push him for all I was worth. I’d push until he pushed back. But I knew it would eventually end.
Chapter Six
Archangel
I was drowning in her, losing myself completely in the feel of Sonya’s body beneath mine, surrounding my cock. I knew this was wrong on every level, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself from taking what she was so freely offering. What I so desperately craved.
With every thrust into her tight, wet heat, I fell deeper under her spell. This wild, infuriating, beautiful woman had me completely enthralled. I wanted to possess her, own her, make her mine in every way.