Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 78511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
“Khristos,” I exhale, struggling to catch my breath. “I fucking love your body.”
Aurora lets out a chuckle filled with all the happiness in the world, and pushing up to look at her, I revel in the sight of the blood coating her skin.
“You look good in red.” The words rumble from me, filled with a very unhealthy obsessiveness.
Pulling out of her, I watch as she flinches. “How’s the pain?”
“Bearable.”
“Liar.”
Climbing off the bed, I pick her up and carry her to the bathroom. I love St. Monarch’s showers. They’re big enough for a fucking orgy.
I help Aurora stand on her feet, then open the faucets. Cold water spurts over us, making her shriek and burrow close to my body for warmth.
I chuckle, thinking she’s cute as fuck.
Grabbing a bottle of L’Occitane body wash, I read the label and see it’s cherry blossom scented. “So this is what you smell like,” I mutter to myself.
Opening the bottle, I inhale deeply, and with a smile forming on my face, I pour some of the liquid into my palm.
Lathering the soap in my hands until there are enough suds, I brush my palms over her shoulders and down her front.
“You have amazing tits,” I compliment her as I massage the soap over her skin, watching her nipples grow even harder from the attention I’m giving them.
“Uh…thank you?” She laughs, sounding a little awkward.
My eyes lock on her face. “Are you self-conscious?”
A soft pink flush creeps up her next to settle in her cheeks. “Yeah.”
It’s hard to believe.
“Seriously?” I ask. “You’re a fucking masterpiece. What are you insecure about?”
“I’m not insecure.” Her teeth tug at her bottom lip. “It’s the first time I’m naked in front of a man.”
Right.
A way too arrogant grin spreads over my face. “I’m not even going to pretend I’m not happy to hear that.”
Aurora lets out a burst of laughter. “I think my breasts are clean.”
My hands glide down her ribs and over the softness of her abdomen. I pause to say, “Stop with the sit-ups. I don’t want you to have a six-pack.”
Her eyes flick down to her abdomen, then back to my face. She looks shocked by my request. “You like my flabby stomach?”
A serious expression tightens my features, and my voice is biting as I say, “Don’t ever talk about yourself like that again.” My hand covers her soft abdomen with a possessive touch. “This part of your body is fucking hot. It drives me wild.”
She nods quickly. “Okay.”
My hand slips between her legs. “But this is my favorite.”
She dares to roll her eyes at me. “I’m sure.”
I grab her hips and spin her around. Aurora lets out a startled sound as I press her up against the tiles, my hand landing on her ass with a hard slap.
“Are you sassing me, moy malen'kiy olen'?”
She fucking juts her ass out as if she’s begging for another spanking while innocently saying, “No.”
I grip her asscheeks with both my hands, and pressing my chest against her shoulder blades, I crowd her and growl, “Liar.”
“Uh-huh,” she mumbles, her body pushing back against mine as she rubs her ass over my hardening cock.
“Do you need me to fuck you, krasivaya?”
“Honestly,” she moans as she keeps rubbing against my cock, “I’m sore but turned on. I’m not sure I can handle you right now.”
“There are many ways for me to fuck you,” I say as one of my hands slips around her front. My middle finger slides through her slit. “Open your legs.”
Aurora widens her stance, giving me access to her pussy. Using only my middle finger, I tap the digit fast against her clit.
My other hand massages her asscheek hard, and I start to thrust against her.
“Oh God,” she whispers, her voice thick with need. “This is torture.” Her cheek rubs against the tiles, her hands splayed flat on the wall. “Fuck me, Misha.”
“You’re sore,” I remind her.
“I don’t care.”
Pulling her ass back, I widen my stance, but the position doesn’t work because she’s so much shorter than me.
“Fuck this,” I mutter as I spin her around. Lifting her by her hips, I order, “Lock your legs around me.”
When she’s followed the command, I press her back to the tiles and plunge into her wet heat. As her pussy struggles to take every inch of me and pain flashes over her face, her hands slap against the wall, looking for something to hold on to.
“Wrap your arms around my neck.”
Aurora clings to me, our chests practically glued together. With our eyes locked and our mouths touching, I start to fuck her hard, forcing her body to rub against mine.
“Misha,” she moans.
I watch as she loves the mixture of pain and pleasure, and it heats my blood until it feels like it’s boiling in my veins.
“My little deer likes it rough,” I say, my voice low from the excitement the revelation makes me feel.