Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 90639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90639 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 453(@200wpm)___ 363(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
I started again, rolling and snapping my hips, keeping the rhythm easy and slow, leashing my body into what I’d hoped was gentle, but how the fuck was I supposed to know when I’d never taken a female gently? Shit, I couldn’t even remember another female. There was only Avianna consuming my vision as I watched her face for any sign of pain.
But there was only pleasure as she squeezed me tight, her hips rocking up to meet mine. Such a fast learner. My hunger grew with every thrust, begging me to let go, to sink my fangs into her throat and drive us both toward the pinnacle.
I grazed my fangs along her neck, and she tilted her head back.
“Feed,” she ordered as I moved within her, slow and sure.
“I’m not sure I can control myself if I do.” Every ounce of my concentration was on not thrusting too hard. Not pushing her too fast. Her body was drawing tight, chasing her high. Another minute and I’d have her there, pulsing around me.
“Good. I want you as out of control as I feel,” she panted. “I need all of you.”
The vein beneath my lips pulsed, and I bit. Her taste flooded my senses as I drank at her throat, groaning at the taste and power of her.
Mate. She’s your mate.
She called out my name as she came, her body convulsing around mine, gripping me tight. Pleasure barreled down my spine, but I held my orgasm off, drinking at her throat as I took her with gentle thrusts of my hips, each one better than the last.
Once I felt her relax, I licked the bite and sealed it.
“Hawke?”
“Avi?” I lifted my head to meet her gaze. She was flushed with pleasure, but there was sheer determination in her eyes as she brought her hands to my face.
“Let. Go.” She didn’t wait for me to argue. She simply arched up and sank her fangs into my neck.
White hot pleasure vibrated through me, and my control snapped.
I growled, driving my cock deep.
She moaned as she fed, her hips rising for mine.
Hard. Fast. Deep. I slammed into her, my body losing control to the primal need to consume, to take, to claim. I pushed her knee toward her chest and devoured every inch she had to give.
The pulls at my throat shot lightning through me with every suck as I unleashed on her, taking her the way I’d always imagined, living out my wildest fantasy as she urged me on.
I reached between us and stroked her clit with my thumb.
She released my throat only to scream as her body shook around mine, her orgasm forcing mine as her pussy rippled and clenched.
My vision went dark at the edges as I rode out the pleasure, feeling her do the same beneath me.
Then I collapsed, remembering to bring her with me as I rolled so I didn’t crush her. Our breathing was ragged, sweat coating our skin as we recovered. My heart pounded in a beat I barely recognized as something stole over me…a feeling of peace.
This was what fate had intended for us. This fire. This passion. This peace. And yet neither of us would accept it.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked, dreading the answer. I’d lost it at the end.
She rolled upward and braced her head in her hand. “Not even in the slightest.” An impish grin stole over her face and her eyes lit up. “When can we do it again?”
“Now,” I growled, rolling her onto her back. “Right fucking now.”
10
Avianna
I was no longer who I’d been before tonight. Hawke had opened my eyes in so many different ways, I wasn’t sure I’d ever truly existed before this moment.
Jocelyn had said Halloween was actually the witches’ new year—ushering in all that is new and saying goodbye to the past.
That’s what was happening to me.
The Princess Avianna who kept quiet and always carried herself with a graceful royal elegance, was an underutilized crop in the harvest.
Hawke’s Avianna, the wild and passionate mate, had been born in the flames created by our chemical cocktail under the moonlight.
“The sun is almost down, Avi,” Hawke said, his voice dripping with all the sins we’d committed when we should’ve been sleeping. “You’ll need to rest during the night now.”
But I wanted more. Wanted to bathe in whatever hell I had to pay to hold on to this feeling a little longer.
I stretched against the silk sheets, relishing the crisp, cool feeling against my flushed skin. I was unhinged, my body trembling from the first, second, and third time Hawke had claimed me today. There wasn’t an inch of skin he hadn’t kissed, not a carnal place he hadn’t touched.
“I’m not tired,” I said, grinning as I rose up on my knees, looking down at his glorious body as he laid on his back, one bulging arm tucked beneath his head, and a purely satisfied male smile on his face.