Betrayal Road – Torpedo Ink Read Online Christine Feehan

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Dark, Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 129980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 650(@200wpm)___ 520(@250wpm)___ 433(@300wpm)
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He liked control in bed. He needed to know his woman would give that to him. Fortunately for him, his little wildcat seemed to prefer following his lead. The one way he knew he could tie her to him for sure was through sex. He’d spent years being trained to draw his partners to him, to keep them addicted, coming back for more.

Her nails dug into his shoulders as he spent time on her breasts, using teeth and tongue, at times rough and then so gentle, refusing to set a rhythm so she never knew what was coming. Her breath came in rapid little pants, and her legs moved restlessly.

Maestro didn’t want their relationship to be all about sex. If that was the only way he could have her, so be it, but he wanted what was between them to be the real thing. He wanted to give her as much pleasure as possible because, to his absolute astonishment, he had fallen hard for her.

He swept his palm down the length of her, absorbing the feel of her silken skin. The feminine shape of her. His fingers stroked her sensitive mound as he followed the path of his palm with his lips, sipping at her skin. Kissing and nipping. All the while, his fingers played and teased along her mound. Skimming along her enticing lips, looking for her slick heat and telltale dampness where he slid one finger through fiery wetness, testing that she was as eager for him as he was for her. Not that he thought that possible. He felt as if he’d waited a lifetime for her.

Her feminine channel clenched tight around his finger. He felt the silken muscles clamping down, nearly strangling his finger, making his cock ache even more. It was disturbing to need her so much. To want her the way he did. He’d barely touched her, barely gotten started, and he was harder than he’d ever been in his life. Every nerve ending in his body was alive, on fire, desperate for her.

He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. She was completely innocent and yet he saw trust there. It was such a gift. Seeing that look in her eyes humbled him. He was asking a lot of her and would be asking more. On some level, she knew and understood that, yet she was still willing to give her body into his keeping.

He had fallen hard. So fast. Finding her was unexpected, and given the circumstances of their meeting, it came at the wrong time, but nothing mattered to him but her. Her happiness. Her pleasure. She robbed him of his breath. Each separate beat of his heart was for her. He had found something to live for. Someone who elevated him when he didn’t think that was possible. He had been so far gone and yet there she was—his sunshine.

“I want us to always be like this, Solnyshkuh. The two of us.”

His breath felt raw, his lungs burning for air. It was becoming a familiar feeling to him when she was nearby. Fire burned bright and hot, the flames licking over every nerve ending.

He wrapped his palm around her throat, feeling her heart beating in his hand. He continued sliding through her wetness with one finger, then brushed her clit, feeling her jerk beneath him in reaction.

“Tell me how that feels, Zelie. Do you like what I’m doing?”

Her gaze jumped to his, dark with heat. She nodded, giving him that. He read her body, but he wanted her to confirm she was growing desperate for him. He hadn’t even started, but she needed to be at fever pitch to accept him.

“It’s like the brush of a white-hot flame.” She whispered the admission. “Amazing.”

“Relax for me, Solnyshkuh. I’ve waited far too long to taste you. Kissing you sets up an addiction to your particular taste. I love the way you smell. I’m craving your unique flavor on my tongue.”

He lifted his finger to his mouth and licked, his eyes focused on her, needing to see her reaction, tongue curling around his finger, savoring the honey and strawberry spice.

Color crept under her flesh, turning her silken skin to rose. She came up on her elbows, looking at him with a mixture of apprehension and heat.

“I don’t know…” She trailed off, her gaze clinging to his, looking to him for reassurance.

He slid his palm from her neck, moved it gently over the full curves of her breasts to her belly, savoring the feel of her. She was as soft as any rose petal. Like silk. Splaying his fingers wide, his hand nearly took up her entire abdomen. He liked the way his hand, rough and scarred, looked against her skin.

“I promise, baby, you’re going to like everything I do to you.”

His gaze dropped to the scars on her body from the three bullets her brother-in-law had pumped into her when he did his best to murder her. One was very close to her heart. It was a testament to her strength that she had survived and to her indomitable spirit that she was such a bright, shining light.


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