Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 30094 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30094 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 150(@200wpm)___ 120(@250wpm)___ 100(@300wpm)
Letting out a sigh, I lean into him, not liking this one bit but understanding where he’s coming from. After all, while they might be challenging us, we always have a family and a legacy to protect. If we’re going to war, then we need to know what we're stepping into it so we are prepared and ready to protect what’s ours. “Why can’t everyone just know what’s good for them and back away before it has to come to this?”
Levi smirks, excitement pulsing in his obsidian eyes. “Don’t try to fool yourself, my love,” he rumbles, his fingers dropping down my body and skimming across my waist. “I know you better than I know myself, which is exactly how I know the idea of slowly slitting Surgei Dragoni’s throat has you all worked up.” He leans in even closer, his deep tone barely a whisper brushing across my ear as his hand trails lower, down between my thighs, firmly cupping my pussy. “The thought of dragging your blade across the base of his neck has you so fucking hungry, so wet. You can’t fucking wait.”
Oh God. This man knows me too damn well.
I grind down against his hand, needing to clutch onto his strong arm as my eyes flutter, the sudden fire ripping through my body too much to bear. “If you don’t fuck me right now, it’ll be your throat I’m coming for.”
His arm braces around my waist before the sentence has even finished pouring from my lips.
Levi yanks me out of the control room and slams the door behind us before taking the two steps across the small corridor and into the shadows of the warehouse. His hands work the button of my pants as his lips come down on the sensitive skin of my neck.
I tip my head back and then before I can even cry his name, he’s buried inside of me, fucking me hard as the images of the bloodshed I’ve caused tear through my mind. The thought of ending the Dragoni line and proving once again that we hold the power around here . . . fuck. It gets me hot.
Levi works my body just right, his fingers digging into my skin and holding me hostage as that thick cock drives deep inside of me, taking me over and over again until it becomes too much. My orgasm quickly builds as my body grows sweaty beneath him. “Fuck, Levi,” I groan, grunting with each forceful thrust of his hips.
“You’re my fucking queen, Shayne,” he growls. “Surgei Dragoni will learn to fear you.”
“Oh God,” I moan. This man knows exactly what to say to get me off.
“His nephews will bow to you,” he promises. “They will tear their own throats out just to please you, and when you’re through with them, you will take everything they’ve built as your own. Their families will worship you, and their men will lust over your power, your curves. They will want what’s mine, but they will never touch you.”
“Never,” I breathe, my body wound so fucking tight. “I belong to you. To Marcus. To Roman.”
“Yes,” he tells me, his voice strained with fiery need. “My fucking queen. Nobody will ever touch you, never fuck you like we do, and if they try—”
“I,” thrust. “FUCK. I will take their lives.”
“And that’s why you rule the Moretti line,” he growls, plunging that thick cock so fucking deep I can hardly breathe, driving into me over and over again. “You own me, Shayne,” he grits through a clenched jaw. “This tight little cunt. Your mind. Your body. Your fucking heart. You. Own. Me.”
Reaching up, I grip the hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him back just enough to meet my heated stare. “Fucking take me, Levi.”
And that he does.
Levi hoists my knee up just like Roman had done first thing this morning, and he drives into me like a fucking God, my eyes rolling in the back of my head and leaving me gasping for air. He fuses his lips to mine, swallowing my needy cries, and as I clench around him, squeezing my walls, we’re both sent flying over the fucking edge.
I come hard, my pussy shattering around him as he roars his release with a deep, animalistic groan, shooting hot spurts of cum deep into me. “Oh fuck,” I pant, my head falling to his strong shoulder as he holds me up, the high blasting through my body, but he doesn’t dare stop moving, not until my walls have stopped convulsing around him. “You always know exactly what I need to hear.”
“And I mean every fucking word,” he tells me, releasing my waist and raising his hand to my face as he keeps me pinned against the wall with his hips, that thick, delicious cock still buried deep inside of me. “We’re going to destroy the Dragoni family for this, and when we’re done with them, they will fear your name.”