Better Man (Lesser #2) Read Online Penelope Sky

Categories Genre: Angst, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Lesser Series by Penelope Sky
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Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 77295 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
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He increased his thrusts as he ground against me on the bed, rubbing his body over my clit so my legs would tremble. I rocked back into him more forcefully, pulled on his ass harder, both of us gripping each other with immense strength.

It hit me a moment later, a sweet combustion that made my thighs squeeze his waist. My nails turned into knives on his back and ass, and I released satisfied tears because it was just so damn good. It all happened in less than a few minutes because that was all it took. The separation fueled our arousal, mended our broken hearts.

His face buried into my neck as he finished, dumping a load so massive I could feel it sit inside me after he left it. My hand cupped the back of his neck as we lay there together, sweaty and naked, breathing hard.

His dick didn’t slacken whatsoever, and that was exactly what I’d been hoping for.

He lifted himself and looked at me once more. “Let’s try that again.”

I was conscious before I opened my eyes, aware of the softness of my entire body. A good night’s sleep had brought me a calmness I hadn’t felt since I was taken away. This mattress was infinitely more comfortable than the other one, and I felt it mold to my body as if I was never gone. I rolled onto my side to reach for Cauldron and kiss him on the shoulder, but my hand was met with cold sheets.

My eyes cracked open to investigate the discrepancy.

There was no discrepancy. He simply wasn’t there.

I propped myself up on one elbow and looked at the spot where he should lay. His outline wasn’t even there. Just cold sheets. All the euphoria I felt evaporated once I felt abandoned.

Grave’s warning came to mind, but I refused to entertain it.

I threw on some clothes then headed to his bedroom. The door was open, and the room was unoccupied. When I went downstairs, he wasn’t in his study. The kitchen and dining room were empty, so I looked to the separate building where his gym was located.

Through the windows, I could see him lift a bar stacked with weights and do curls with it.

It was a morning like any other. Nothing special. Back to normal as usual.

My temper got the best of me, and I marched across the grass to the front of the window where he could see me. His forehead was bathed in sweat, and his bare arms were tight with so many veins I could see them through the window. When I caught his gaze, I flipped him off with both hands.

He was about to do another repetition but let the bar hang there. His handsome face was marred by his furrowed eyebrows and utter confusion.

I marched off and headed back to the main house.

He caught up with me a moment later. “Baby, what was that—”

“Oh, don’t you dare baby me.” I turned around in the hallway and faced him, so angry I was immune to that chiseled body covered in beads of sweat. He was only in his gym shorts, everything above the waist naked skin. “You finally get me back, and it’s just back to business?”

His face remained confused, and his eyes shifted back and forth as his mind processed my anger. “I planned to take you out to breakfast this morning, but I thought I could squeeze in a workout since you wake up so late.”

“You think I care about breakfast?” I asked incredulously. “I want to wake up one single morning and see you next to me. You know how shitty it feels to reach out and feel a cold bed? Did you even sleep there, or did you sneak off to your room?”

His muscular arms hung by his sides as he stared at me.

“Well, there’s my answer.” I stormed off again.

“Baby.”

I flipped him off over my shoulder.

“Camille, listen to me.”

“Finish your workout, asshole.” I reached the bottom of the stairs and grabbed the rail.

He snatched my wrist with a viper’s grip and kept me locked in place. “I just got you back, and this is not how I want to spend my time.”

“Me neither.” I twisted out of his grasp.

“I didn’t mean to offend you—”

“Well, you did. I find it very offensive that you refuse to sleep with me after all this time. That you wait until I fall asleep before you sneak into your room and set your alarm so you can run to the gym first thing. Yes, I’m fucking offended, Cauldron.”

His eyes still looked angry, but there was no rebuttal.

“I was stuck with your brother for weeks, almost raped, and now I’m back, and you’re taking me for granted all over again.”

“Not sleeping with you doesn’t mean I take you for granted.”

“But it’s how a man treats his whore. Is that what I still am to you? A whore?”


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