Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69398 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
I just want this to be over.
More than anything, that’s what I need.
“C’mon, I’m takin’ you two home,” Bohdi tells me, putting his arm around my shoulder. “You’re in shock.”
“Are you sure this is going to be okay?” I ask him softly.
“Alarick knows what he’s doin’, baby. You gotta trust him.”
I glance at Alarick and he gives me a low nod before he and the guys get to work cleaning this place up. I give Alarick the key and he promises to have it back to me as soon as they’re done so I can hand it over in the morning.
Then Bohdi takes me home.
A little more broken.
A little stronger.
A little less afraid.
BOHDI
“Situation is under control,” Alarick tells me over the phone, four hours after I have returned to Merleigh’s cabin. “Nobody will ever know anything that happened here. We’re goin’ to deal with the remainder, we’ll see you at the club in the morning.”
The remainder being the body.
“I’ll bring Merleigh past in the morning, boss.”
“She doin’ okay?”
“Not really. She fell asleep after a long shower, but she’s not doin’ the best. Keeps cryin’, sayin’ she’s a bad person, feelin’ like shit. She’ll come good. Lennon is here, too, didn’t want to be alone. She fell asleep, but I imagine it’ll be a long few days for both of them.”
“You did the right thing callin’ the club, and she did the right thing callin’ you. Tell her that.”
“Will do. I’ll see you in the morning.”
I hang up and turn to where Merleigh is sleeping on the sofa, curled up onto her side. She looks like the weight of the world is on her shoulders, and I understand why. What she went through would shake anyone to their core. She’s strong but that threw her, and it’ll take some time to process.
I walk over and sit beside her, swiping a piece of hair from her face.
She groans and then her eyes flutter open.
Fuck.
“Sorry, babe, I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s okay,” she whispers, shifting and sitting up, “I wasn’t sleeping anyway.”
She glances over to where Lennon is sleeping, and her eyes grow sad. “Is she okay?”
“She’s sleepin’, which is better than nothing. Come on, you should go to bed and get some proper rest. I’ll stay out here and keep an eye on her.”
“Can you come with me?” she whispers. “I don’t want to be alone, Bohdi.”
I nod and help her up. We walk to her room and she climbs into bed. I tell her I’m going to double-check everything is locked, and then I’ll be back. I do just that and then check on both the boys. They’re sound asleep and Lennon is still on the sofa. I go back to join Merleigh.
I undress and climb into bed beside her, pulling her soft body towards mine. She whimpers and rolls towards me, pressing her face into my chest. “Will you make love to me, Bohdi?”
“Tonight?” I ask, pulling back to stare at her.
“Yes. Please. I need to feel you.”
I lean forward and kiss her. She has the softest, fullest fucking lips I’ve ever experienced in my life. Warm and plump. My dick twitches, especially when the kiss deepens and my hand roams up her nightie finding her supple naked skin beneath. I slide my hands over her breasts, gently flicking her nipple, before moving down and finding her already wet pussy.
She whimpers when my fingers glide through, finding her clit. I gently stroke, while kissing her in a way I’ve never kissed a woman in my life. It’s with love and intensity, the kind of kiss that could nearly bring a man to his knees. Merleigh deepens it as her body begins to tremble. She takes my hair in her hands and tugs as a moan escapes her lips and my fingers become coated in her arousal. My dick is aching, but I keep it together until her trembles become shakes and her moans become whimpers of utter pleasure as an orgasm takes her body.
Only when I’m certain she has enjoyed every fucking second of it, do I remove my hands and slide my body on top of hers. My cock pushes against her entrance, more than ready to go, but I take it slow. I find her mouth again, her neck, her shoulders. I kiss her flesh until she is thrusting towards me, begging me to fuck her. Only then, do I sink inside of her.
She’s warm, tight, and fucking perfect.
I growl with pleasure as I start slow, moving in and out of her, relishing in her cries of passion. Her fingernails dig into my back, her legs tighten around my hips, and it takes everything for me not to cum. I keep going slow, even though it’s pure fucking torture. I want her to know just how much she means to me. I want her to know that I’ll forever make love to her if it means she understands her worth in my life.