Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 216(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 144(@300wpm)
He was so fucking arrogant. Though I’d heard that little “please” he’d tacked on right at the end. His arrogance and his sweet nature was both starting to grow on me. “Actually, I was wondering if I’d been in good in the sack last night. I don’t have much experience.”
Alyx looked surprised and then growled. “In the sack? Where do you get these phrases? Just how much experience do you have?”
I rolled my eyes, refusing to admit out loud to Alyx that I didn’t have any experience, and I was just repeating things I’d seen on television. I shrugged and answered, “Not as much as you, I’m certain.”
Turning to look him in the eye, I goaded him further. “I mean, that’s the main reason you wanted to get rid of me anyway, wasn’t it? So you could have all your sexual desires fulfilled without your so-called soulmate being around to drag you down.”
Alyx huffed in frustration, but his face turned dark red. “I’ve apologized for my selfish stupidity, Kailar, and I don’t know what else to say. I’ll keep doing it forever if you’ll let me, though. I was an arrogant young fool. Please forgive me.” He took a deep breath. “I have to be honest with you. I hope that I have much more experience than you. I want to be your first at everything…even if I was too foolish to wait for you to grow up.”
I wouldn’t tell him the truth…not now at least. I wanted him to suffer the way he had allowed me to suffer in ignorance all those years. Not from wanting to be with him—thankfully, I didn’t remember any of that. No, I had been alone and sick. Afraid of dying every single day.
I knew what I wanted. I just wasn’t sure how to ask for it without sounding desperate…even if I were. Last night had been the best experience of my life, but I wanted more. I wanted to feel Alyx inside me. I wanted to be dominated by him. I wanted him to make love to me until there were bruises to mar my now unblemished skin. I knew that all I’d have to do was say the word and he’d take me back to bed and keep me there all day long. Perversely, I couldn’t bring myself to ask.
“I know how badly I failed you, Kailar,” Alyx continued softly. “It will never happen again. I’ll help you rescue your brother, and we’ll spend the rest of our lives finding opportunities for me to make it up to you.” He traced a finger along my jawline and moved over to my tangled hair and twisted that finger in the long, multi-colored strands. “Let me love you this morning, Kailar,” he said. “Please, darling. I need to be inside you.”
I needed to feel him inside me too. I needed to experience all the pleasures of life I could, because I feared what was going to happen when I confronted my mother. I could pout a bit longer, though, which I thought might be a good idea…if I weren’t so pressed for time and living on an extremely tight timeline.
“There’s nothing I want more.” I whispered. “But don’t go wild on me, like I did with you last night. I…I haven’t done this before.” Fuck, I hated admitting that. I hated revealing that even without memories, my body had known that I was waiting for someone special—someone like Alyx.
“I’ll make it good for you, sweetheart,” he murmured in my ear, causing a shiver to race through me.
“First,” I purred, rolling over to straddle him. “Let me make it good for you.”
*****
I knelt down between his legs and pulled back the blanket, which put that huge cock right in front of me. Now that I had a chance to really see and appreciate it, I could see how long and thick he was. I took a deep breath and put my hands on his thighs. My lips parted as I gazed for a long moment at Alyx’s beautiful cock, red and straining and perfect. Gods, but the man was gorgeous. His shaft bobbed eagerly in front of me, as if anxious for me to be getting on with things. I gripped the base of it and bent my head, sucking just the tip into my mouth, gently, my chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. I wanted to make up for the way I’d treated him—I wanted this to be good for him, in case it was the last time. Maybe I wanted to leave him something to remember me by, a time when there were no recriminations falling from my mouth, a respite from all the bitterness inside me.
I heard him groan my name long and low and glanced up to see him lounging back against the pillows, his eyes closed in bliss. He didn’t thrust against my mouth, but tightly controlled his body, holding himself still for me to pleasure him.