Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 29328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Lilith shakes her head and pulls back as if she’s trying to regain some semblance of control. “If you keep moving, this will be over.”
“If I don’t, I might die,” I say through clenched teeth. “Grab me.”
Her eyes glaze over and turn so dark red they’re nearly black. “Tarek—”
“Take what you need.” I‘m sweating now. “And give me what I’m owed for being tied to a fucking bed, getting fucked to death. At least give me—”
She reaches for my cock and squeezes. “This? Is this what you need?”
“More.” I bite down on my lip, tasting my own blood. “More!”
She leans back and releases me with a scream before jumping off me and jerking off every inch of clothing she still has on, tossing them to the floor. She gets back on top of me and, without any warning whatsoever…
We’re joined.
Mating.
One.
She moves against me so painfully slow that when I meet her thrust for thrust, it’s all I can do to continue slowly. I didn’t know you could be tortured this way.
“I need to be deeper.” My voice is already going hoarse.
A low chuckle slips past her lips as she moves over me. “Silly werewolf, did you think it would only be one time?”
She slams her mouth back down on mine, and our tongues tangle, fighting for dominance. I’m so used to having that, but she owns me. She uses me in a way I welcome being used.
Fangs clash, and blood mixes on skin as she grips my biceps for leverage and pushes her body so hard onto mine that I get exactly what I ask for.
A scream bursts past her lips as she takes more blood, and then I see it. I see it all: the beginning of the Earth, her running through the Garden with a man by her side. I see her need to be free of the restraints of being the first, and her thirst as she walks up to the forbidden and stares.
“Why not us?”
“We don’t ask those questions,” he said, reaching for her hand. “We have our purpose, just like the trees, like the apples. We have our will. But we do not ask what we should not know, Lilith. Come.”
He pulled her back against another tree and started kissing her, but the minute she tried to take control, he wouldn’t allow it. He wanted to cater to her, serve her, but I felt her thoughts.
What about what I want? What about me catering to you? Why can we not be equals? Why are we created differently?
“I hear your thoughts.” He shook his head. “They are not necessary.”
Rage filled her. She didn’t understand what it was until it was too late. Until she walked away from him and hid in the shadows. Then she looked up and said, “I think you made me wrong.”
A whisper descended from the air. “I made you right, and you always have a choice in whether you stay or go. Know I will never keep you where you do not want to be. I love my Creations too much.”
A tear slid down her cheek. “I’m broken. I want things I should not want.”
“So, you will leave him? The first of them? You will leave perfection because you want?” the voice asked.
“What other choice do I really have?” She sighed and stood. “I’m not good enough for this. I question too much.” She walked over to the tree, grabbed an apple, and took a bite. It was gold and massive. And then she saw too much.
“They forbade it.” A man walked up to her. He was in golden armor and had a sword in his hand, ready to strike. “Take it with you. Take your curse and roam the Earth created so freely for you. When the time comes, you’ll be given a choice again. This time, I hope it isn’t a curse you choose…but life. And a future.
“Two days every year, you’ll awaken. The rest of the time, you’ll think things are normal. I see Discord in you, Lilith. And because you are the first to choose, you owe what is due and must pay for it in blood.”
He sliced a symbol into her skin with his fingernail. “Now. Walk.”
Panting, I look up at her. I’m still stuck in a sex-starved fever dream as she moves wildly over me, the pain of no release hitting me deeply, down to the bone.
“I saw—”
“Ignore that,” she rasps and digs her fingernails into my chest. “And serve me.”
So, I do.
I ignore it all.
And I fully give in to the feeling of being inside her, of truly knowing her. And in that moment...my future is even more clear.
It’s her.
My mate.
And I will die before I ever get to claim her.
I scream as my release hits, over and over again. She jumps off me, high off immortal blood, then comes back, chest heaving. Her breasts are so perfect I jerk against the handcuffs, but I’m too weak and about to get weaker.