Crimson Hunter (Onyx Assassins #6) Read Online Samantha Whiskey

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Bad Boy, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Magic, Paranormal Tags Authors: Series: Onyx Assassins Series by Samantha Whiskey
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Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 84864 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 424(@200wpm)___ 339(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
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“Yes,” I sighed between his lips, finally answering his question.

He pulled back enough to look down at me, a smirk shaping his lips. “And what about here?” he asked, shifting us so he was above me, his muscled body between my thighs as he leaned down and trailed the tip of his tongue over my collarbone, right where that mark had magically appeared.

“Yes,” I said, arching beneath him, needing to feel more of him.

A low groan rumbled in his chest as he moved above me. He took his time kissing my neck and lower, to my breasts which were bare and heavy as he palmed them. Fire licked every inch of my skin, making me hot and sensitive as he moved in slow, languid teases.

“Here?” he asked, and I trembled as he flicked his tongue over one nipple, then the other, moving back and forth, sucking and biting and teasing until my nipples were peaked and tingling.

“Yes,” I answered, desperation and bliss coloring my tone. I loved the game we were playing, but Ajax was taking his time with me when I ached to the point of pain for him.

He grinned against my breasts, kissing his way down my stomach and over my hip bones until he reached the apex of my thighs. His large hands easily parted them, and he planted the softest of kisses over my heat.

“And what about here, Grace?” He dragged a finger right down the center of me, but the touch was too light, too soft. “Is this where you’re aching for me the most?”

“Yes.” I arched upward, dying for more contact. “Yes, yes, yes,” I said, breathless.

“Tell me how bad you need my cock,” he demanded, continuing with his too-light teasing, winding me up to the point I was certain I’d snap at any moment.

He’d completely owned me from the minute he appeared in my life—my happiness, my pleasure. He’d taken responsibility for my heart the second his lips had met mine. And I knew I didn’t have much time left, I knew my world had completely changed since meeting him, and I didn’t care. I didn’t care about the attacks or the voices or the fact that he was a vampire. All I cared about was him and spending every last second I had on this earth with him.

I glanced down at him, the sight of this infinitely powerful male between my thighs enough to make my stomach flip. “I’ve never needed anyone as badly as I need you, Ajax.”

Something flickered in his dark gaze, an emotion that stole my breath as the playful smirk faded and was replaced with something I couldn’t exactly describe. And I didn’t need to, not when the chemistry between us was electric and building like a current.

Ajax slipped his hands beneath my ass, hauling me upward toward his mouth. I was completely bare before him, sprawled beneath him on his bed like his own personal feast—

He dipped his head between my thighs, still holding my ass a few inches off the bed, and licked through the heat of me.

I gasped, the sensation like lightning crackling up my spine.

And he did it again.

And again.

“Ajax,” I moaned, gripping the bedsheet with one hand, my other flying to his long hair. My fingers tangled in the silky strands, tightening as he thrust his tongue inside me only to pull out and tease my clit.

“You taste like sunshine and honey,” he growled against my oversensitive flesh, licking and sucking and working me into a tight string of need. “I could eat your pussy for hours.”

“Ajax,” I groaned. “Please.”

“Please, what?” he asked, and I could feel him smile against my skin.

I arched in his hands, trying to get more pressure, chasing my release as he pushed me right up to the edge of it, but his hands were holding me up, and I was totally at his mercy.

A thrill shot through me at the knowledge, at the certainty that there was absolutely nothing I could do to overpower him in any way. He held me captive in his bed, in his hands, and on his timeline.

His.

I was his in a way I’d never been before, and with the way my soul ignited, I fucking loved the idea of submitting to him entirely.

“Please make me come,” I finally answered, not a hint of coyness or embarrassment as I begged for what I wanted, what I needed.

“I’ll always give you what you need,” he said, using his grip on my ass to rock me against him as he unleashed himself on me. I could do nothing but hold on as he ate at me, using his powerful arms to control my body, having me ride his face as he thrust and flicked and sucked—

“Ajax!” his name was a plea as he sucked and swirled his tongue around my clit, sending me into orbit as my orgasm tore through me. Wave after wave of pleasure rippled over my body, my muscles trembling, my thighs clenching around his cheeks as I came.


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