Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 632(@200wpm)___ 506(@250wpm)___ 422(@300wpm)
“I hear he never got to put anything inside you, sweet Aislinn. Not his dirty fingers, nor his tiny, cheating cock.”
Panic gripped me at his knowledge. “What did you do?”
I tried to push myself up but he lowered his head, pressing his shoulders against the back of my thighs as as he suckled my clit between his lips. His fingers sped up once more.
“Lorcan!” It was meant as demand for an explanation but came out more like a desperate plea for more.
While his fingers impaled me in a rapid-fire way, my head spun as his tongue circled my clit.
“Lorcan, tell me,” I half-whimpered, completely at his mercy.
He ignored my plea and kept fingering me. The sounds he made were dirty, animalistic, and made me feel like the sexiest woman on earth. It was crazy, but being devoured by Lorcan like this almost felt like a worship. My body tensed up so tightly, I worried my legs would start cramping. Instead, I came so hard, my back arched off the bed so only my shoulder blades and ass remaining on the mattress. My toes curled as. I cried out, unable to control the impulse, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure Lorcan’s tongue and fingers gave me.
It took a long time to come down from my high, to regain my ability to form coherent sentences. Lorcan remained between my legs, his stubbled cheek resting possessively against my inner thigh. He watched as he pulled out his fingers wet with my juices.
“What did you do?” I croaked.
“I had one of my father’s men chat with Patrick. He found the boy in bed with a broad from Limerick celebrating her hen night in Temple Bar.”
A cheater and making a soon-to-be-wife a cheater too.
“You didn’t kill him, right?”
That I even had to ask showed how surreal my life had become. Lorcan slowly entered me with three fingers, making me wince.
His eyes bored into mine. “Still in love with Patrick?”
“No,” I panted as my walls clung to Lorcan’s fingers. The sensation was intense and made it difficult to articulate my thoughts. “He’s a cheater. But that doesn’t mean I want him to get hurt.”
“I know many women who would love to see their cheating ex getting special treatment from one of my men.”
“Did you hurt him?” I growled.
Lorcan curled his fingers inside of me and sucked my clit. I dug my nails into his shoulder. “Stop distracting me.”
“Violence wasn’t necessary. Poor boy pissed his pants knowing a Devaney soldier was there.” He nudged my clit almost playfully with his tongue. “And I’m not distracting you. I’m preparing you to take my cock because I’m done waiting.”
Lorcan pushed up to his feet then rolled me over so I was lying on my belly. “Lift that sweet ass.”
I did and he pushed a pillow under my hips.
“What a sweet sight.”
I glanced over my shoulder and immediately wished I hadn’t. Lorcan stood behind me, completely naked, with his cock standing at attention. He smiled at the terrified look on my face and climbed on the bed, kneeling behind me. He pushed my legs slightly apart and propped my ass up even higher.
I was still wet, still aroused, but I knew this wouldn’t be comfortable. Lorcan was huge.
His fingers slid into my opening again, two at first, then three, and I exhaled at the pressure. It was almost too much.
“This is nothing,” he growled. Promise or threat? “Soon, I’ll fill you completely.”
Something pressed against my opening. Definitely not Lorcan’s fingers this time. I held my breath, my fingers digging into the mattress to prepare for what was to come. “Shhh, sweet Aislinn. Your pussy is going to welcome my cock readily.”
He rubbed his tip over my pussy lips, coating it with my juices, before he increased the pressure at my opening. His tip breached me and I gasped out at how full this part of Lorcan’s cock already made me feel.
Lorcan let out a low hum, almost like a lion purring, and I could feel it all the way between my legs. His big hands gripped my hips as he slid another inch into me.
I exhaled sharply, trying to relax even as I felt like I was splitting in half.
“Very good,” Lorcan praised as he slid deeper. The pressure was almost unbearable, and I couldn’t believe my body’s tight hold could be pleasurable for him. His low moan, however, suggested he enjoyed the sensation.
When I was sure I couldn’t take any more, Lorcan bent forward and placed one hand under me, palming my breasts.
“You’ll take every inch of me, sweet Aislinn,” he murmured, pushing deeper. My fingers gripped the mattress, and I dug my teeth into my lower lip until the tang of metal exploded on my tongue. I began to tremble. Lorcan stroked my back. “Almost there.”
Finally, Lorcan’s pubic bone pressed against my ass cheeks as he filled me completely. “There you go,” he rasped. “Your pussy’s perfect for my cock.”