Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 99485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Her eyes got even wider.
“But, Slade—”
“Not yet, though,” I interrupted. “I promised you I wouldn’t take you until you begged me to, remember?”
The defiant look came back on her face.
“I remember. You know that’s never going to happen, though.”
“Yes, it will,” I told her. “We’re Fated Mates, Princess. Now that we’ve spent time together in close proximity, your body has recognized mine. Which means you’re going to start to crave me.” I let her see the lust I was feeling in my eyes. “The same way I crave you.”
“Slade…”
Her words trailed off and she shivered in my arms again, though she didn’t seem to be cold anymore.
For a long moment I held her gaze with mine.
“I want to spread your legs and lick your pussy, Princess,” I murmured. “I want to slide my shaft deep inside you and Breed you—I want to fill you with my seed. But first I want to taste your sweet juices.”
Her eyes went wide and her breath began to come in short little pants. Her cheeks were rosy with a blush and she put her hand to her heart, as though to still its drumming. She squirmed uncomfortably on my lap—which meant her lush bottom was rubbing against my aching shaft, making me even harder than I already was.
“Slade, please!” she got out at last. “I just can’t…I don’t want you licking me there. It’s dirty.”
I sighed. The wrong-headed sexual ideas she’d been raised with were proving to be more difficult to get over than I had hoped.
“All right,” I told her. “Then we’ll just have to open your pussy another way.”
“What? How?” She gave me a look that was pure apprehension.
“Don’t worry,” I told her. “I’m not going to hurt you. In fact, it should feel really good if you relax for me.”
“What should feel good?” she demanded.
“You’ll find out.” I gave her a smile and nodded at the plate of fruit on the table beside the couch. “For now, eat your breakfast and then we’re going out.”
“We are? Where are we going?” she asked.
“Shopping,” I told her and pushed her gently off my lap. “Eat fast, Princess—we need to get going.”
24
AURORA
I ate the banana and the blue-skinned apple, (which had soft, sweet, golden flesh like a mango,) and took a few bites of the giant strawberry fruit. It had a tart-sweet flavor that was pleasant but I didn’t like the gritty texture caused by the many tiny black seeds that were scattered throughout it.
I cleaned up and put my plate in the sink. I had just finished using my tooth-washer to get the seeds out of my teeth when Slade called for me.
“Hang on—just a minute,” I called back. I was wearing a house dress and I wanted to change to something nicer to go out in.
I found a dark green dress that brought out my eyes in my luggage and put it on. Then I quickly fixed my hair and put a little gloss on my lips. Ready at last, I slipped on my shoes and came out to see that Slade was dressed in another one of his immaculate suits.
This one was black with a very subtle golden pinstripe running through the fabric. He had a crisp linen shirt on under it and the collar and cuffs looked snowy white against his pearly grey skin.
I hated to admit it—even to myself—but my new husband was extremely handsome. His golden eyes and golden horns contrasted perfectly with the black suit, giving him an air of royalty which I guessed, in a way, he was. The Four Brutal Clans were considered to be a kingdom of their own. Or maybe four separate kingdoms might be a better way to describe them. If you looked at it that way, Slade was a prince as much as I was a princess.
He gave me an appraising look, his golden eyes traveling up and down my body.
“You look ravishing, Princess,” he growled. “Fucking gorgeous. Are you ready to go?”
When he looked at me like that, it made me feel hot and cold all over! But I tried not to let it show as I took his offered arm. Just touching him made my body react and his warm, spicy scent seemed to call to me, making me want to press my face to his throat and breathe him in—an impulse I squashed like a bug.
“Thank you. Yes, I’m ready,” I said primly, determined not to let him know how he affected me.
He inhaled deeply and gave me a mocking smile.
“Not quite, but you will be soon—very soon, Princess. Come on—let’s go.”
I thought about asking what he meant…but I already knew. He seemed certain that I was going to beg him to skewer me on his enormous shaft which I told myself uneasily was not going to happen. So I said nothing as he led me out of the penthouse suite.