Canary Read Online Tijan

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Contemporary, Dark, Mafia, New Adult, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 115964 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 580(@200wpm)___ 464(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
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Then he found his control. He rested one hand against the wall, next to my head. The other found my hip and slid up, moving under my shirt, raising it.

God. I almost moaned.

Wetness flooded me, and I started to throb.

I wanted him.

So fucking bad.

He bent and his lips grazed over mine, my cheeks, my chin. Tingles raced through me.

Jesus.

I wanted him deep inside of me. I shifted, pressing against him, and both of us groaned from the contact.

I began moving, a slow grind, and he was quiet, grinding back.

This was different from the other times.

The terms had flipped. Roles were changing. Everything was being upended between us.

I moved again, my hand finding him, and I pulled down his zipper.

He let out on a hiss. “Fuck.”

I palmed his dick, and it grew even harder. I began sliding my hand up and down, stroking him.

His eyes remained on me, but he rested his head against the wall next to mine. I turned, holding his gaze, and he moved with my hand.

“Don’t kill Jake.”

He panted, pushing up into my hand, “Fuck you.”

I tightened my hold, and he groaned, his eyes fluttering, but he kept them open—to glare at me. I ran my thumb up the underside of his cock, and his eyes flashed, feral. Primal.

“Don’t kill Jake.”

His teeth bared, but he moved in, his lips finding my neck as he said, “Fuck. You.”

Then he took over, tasting my neck, sucking there as he ripped down my jeans, hoisted me up, and thrust into me.

“I’ll.”

Thrust.

“Goddamn.”

Thrust.

“Kill.”

Thrust, thrust.

I groaned, my head falling back against the wall.

“Who I fucking want to.”

The sex was hard, almost violent between us.

I pushed him back, but only to adjust my legs on his hips. He bounced me up and then turned to slam me down on the desk. He grabbed my hips, holding me still, and rammed into me.

I was writhing around, trying to move with him. I needed the friction, but he paused, so deep inside of me. His hand came to my neck, holding me still. “You’re going to try to control me through your pussy?”

I groaned and grabbed hold of his shirt. I jerked him down, but he caught himself, moving to the side so he could still see me. I was fighting for something I didn’t understand, but dammit, I needed it.

I kicked out, finding a chair, and I used the leverage to move us so he was inside of me, but we were bent at an awkward angle. He didn’t want to pull out anymore than I wanted him to, but neither of us was giving in to the other.

He growled. “Stop moving.”

I growled right back, pushing again. “Don’t kill Jake!”

He stilled.

So did I.

I could feel our pulses, both racing.

A darkness flashed in his eyes, and he picked me up as he stood. He slipped out, but he turned me over, pressing me against the desk. He shoved my jeans down farther and ripped my underwear off. I felt his hand running over my bare ass.

“Jesus. You’re so fucking hot.”

My eyes closed, and I let my forehead rest against the desk. I just wanted him back inside of me. “Raize.” I pressed against him.

He fit there, his hips reacting to my need, and he moved me back down on the desk, his body covering mine. I felt his hand over my ass, his finger finding that hole. He paused, his thumb rubbing around it before slipping inside.

I’d never had anyone touch me there, and I couldn’t hold back the moan. God.

I should’ve been ashamed of being so transparent. He knew how much I wanted him, but I knew he hungered for me just the same.

“Raize!” I snapped, twisting my head around to glare at him.

His eyes were laughing, and he smirked, his thumb moving. “I can tell you like that.” He pulled it out.

I opened my mouth, gaping, but damn. That felt so good. “Don’t kill—”

“Stop saying another man’s name when I’m inside of you, goddammit!” he snapped, his thumb shoving back in.

I moved with it, as if it were a button activating me.

Raize caught me and clamped down on my hip. He stepped in and brought my body back to his. I was spread out, aching for him.

“You’re in my bed every night.”

I held still. Was that...? Were we bargaining here?

“What?”

“I’ll spare him, but you’re in my bed. I want to fuck you whenever and wherever I want. Got it?”

Anger heated me. “I’m not going to be your sex slave.”

“I’m not asking for that. I just want you.”

“Me for his life?” Because that was seriously important here. I needed to know what this barter was for.

“No.” He sighed. “I’m not going to kill him.” He palmed one of my ass cheeks. “I just want you.”

“Why, though?” I was pushing it. I felt like I needed to push it.


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