Devastate (Deliver #4) Read Online Pam Godwin

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, BDSM, Crime, Dark, Erotic, Mafia, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Deliver Series by Pam Godwin
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Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88918 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 445(@200wpm)___ 356(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
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It was remarkable how well they moved together—the synchronization of their rolling grinds, the give of her body with the force of his thrusts, and the stretch of her pussy as he pounded her inner muscles. It felt as though they’d been lovers for years, like there was a familiarity between them, a uniquely matched closeness he’d never experienced with another woman.

The reason was simple. She yielded to him in a way no one ever had, craved the freedom in relinquishing control. And it was in his nature to take the reins.

With his hands on her hips, he drove inside her, feeding her every ruthless inch and unleashing the last of his restraint. The tip of him hit her so deeply he felt the back of her narrow cunt, groaned, and hammered her again.

Driven by primal instinct and the urge to punish her for making him want her so goddamn badly, he fucked her viciously, mercilessly, gasping and plunging, his fingers digging into bone.

With a whimper, she fell against his chest, pressing her mouth into the bend of his neck, kissing, licking, and panting noisily. Then she leaned up and nibbled his earlobe.

“You feel incredible, American.” She nipped and teased the sensitive skin beneath his ear before whispering again, “Are you a doctor?”

“What?” He slowed his thrusts and nudged her back to see her face. “No. Why?”

“Oh, I…” She returned to his neck, distracting him with those soft, hot lips. “I thought I saw you at the hospital.”

She was lying. The hospital was miles away, outside of a neighborhood she never left.

“Why are you looking for a doctor?” In a sex club of all places? He clutched her shoulder and pushed her up, studying the vastness of her deep brown eyes.

“I’m not—”

He gripped her throat to silence another lie. But something else happened. She didn’t struggle, didn’t claw at the collar of his unyielding fist, didn’t show any of the fight-or-flight responses expected from a woman being choked by a stranger.

Instead, she melted into the restraint. Lips parted, eyes dilated, she squeezed her pussy so tightly around him he saw stars. Shudders exploded through his body, and his dick throbbed and swelled so hard it was the only heartbeat he felt.

He couldn’t hold back. The robe came off in a frenzy, tossed on the couch at the last second to protect her from the cushion, before he flipped her onto her back and plowed his way inside her.

Goddamn, he was stark raving mad with need and couldn’t fuck her hard enough, deep enough. It was raw and beautiful, not just where they were joined or the urgency they shared, but the way she stared up at him, her eyes glazed with desire, awe, and trust. She stared at him like she wanted to give him everything, like she wanted him to take it, to liberate her.

He wrapped his fingers around her fragile throat, taking more care this time with her windpipe. Just the right amount of pressure, the illusion of strangulation, and…

There she goes.

Her mouth gaped in a silent scream as she detonated around the stabbing drives of his cock. He swooped in and feasted on the curves of her lips, the warm hidden caverns around her tongue, and the clean wet flavor of her frantic breaths.

She tasted like sin and paradise, a sweet combination that would never tire, never completely sate, because he would always want more. More of her mouth. More of her pussy. More of this.

But he’d reached the limit of his self-discipline, his entire body trembling and overdosed on pleasure chemicals. He needed to come.

He released her throat and braced his arms on the cushion to buffer the force of his thrusts. A few more deliriously brutal strokes and he fell still, staring into her dazed eyes as he filled the condom with his spent enthusiasm.

The eruption of orgasm throbbed for long seconds through his cock, attacking every nerve-ending with delicious sparks of electricity. Had he ever come that hard? No way. He felt like he was going to pass out.

But he couldn’t. He had to finish this, say what he needed to say, and get this gorgeous, unexpectedly perfect woman reunited with her sister.

Piloting his movements with deliberate care, he peppered her neck with kisses as his fingers moved along her arms to hold her hands against the cushion above her head. Just a light hold, not enough pressure to cause alarm.

Then he leaned back and watched her face. “Listen carefully, Lucia Dias.”

Her eyes widened at her name, and he tightened his hold on her wrists.

“Shh. I won’t hurt you.” He kissed her slack lips. “Ten years ago, your sister escaped her kidnapper. Camila’s alive and well and living with Matias in Colombia.” He pressed another kiss to her mouth. “She misses you.”

She stopped breathing, didn’t blink. He released her hands and gave her room. There was no emotion in her expression. Was she in shock?


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