Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 81867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81867 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 409(@200wpm)___ 327(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
But before I can help her to her feet, she has hold of my pulsating cock, pulling it toward her mouth.
“I have to know what you taste like.”
And then she’s swallowing me down, using her teeth along the edge of my cock. Her fingernails scratch my balls, and I can’t help it. I thought I knew pleasure. I thought I knew—
I throw my head back and cum down her sweet little throat.
Then I collapse on the ground with her, pulling her to my chest. “Phoenix, baby. I never thought we’d get to this place. I’ve dreamed of this—of you—forever. You feel so good in my arms. All I want from here on out is—”
But suddenly, she yanks away from me and leaps to her feet.
“What?” I sit up, my cock still out and stiff.
Phoenix looks around, her hands moving down her bare mid-drift, then down to her sex. I never did get that bra off. We’ll have to rectify that next time. She shakes her head, her hands going to her hair.
“What’s wrong, baby?”
She jogs over to where she threw off her dress, which is when I really take in our surroundings. Shit, did I really just take her for the first time in a back alley? That’s not right. My honey deserves silk sheets and the softest mattress.
I scrub a hand down my face, still shocked by the feeling of… being satiated. For once, I’m full.
“Layden,” Phoenix snaps.
I look up at her.
“Make yourself decent.”
I glance down at myself, cock still out. “Oh.”
She turns her back on me as she yanks her dress on over her head.
I chuckle. “Well, that was one way to consummate the marriage.”
Phoenix swears, sounding decidedly less happy than she should, considering the way I just had her shuddering. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“I’m not your baby, you fucking idiot.”
That has me snapping to attention. I get to my feet. “What do you mean?”
“Are you decent?”
“If you mean is the cock you were just riding put away, yes. Yes, it is.”
She swings around, glaring daggers at me. “Don’t remind me of that.”
I can only stare at her, totally bewildered. I gesture toward the wall. “Were you or were you not just the woman crying out my name as I brought you to a blistering hot orgasm?”
She stomps toward me, and even in the dim streetlamp a block away, I can see her cheeks flush. She waves a hand furiously. “None of that matters, don’t you get it?”
Uh, how does none of that matter? Pretty sure doing a thing I’ve never done in my whole life matters a whole fuck of a lot.
Then again, maybe this is just another Friday night to her. Maybe she does this all the time. Maybe I’m just another dick to her. I start to close down. “Yeah, so what am I supposed to be getting?” I ask, voice more gruff. The happy, satiated feeling is already fading.
She rolls her eyes. “Why the hell were we in this alley in the first place?” she asks, her voice going up an octave. “It was her. Ammit. She did something to us. Like infested us with lust or something. To distract us so she could get away!”
Ammit. Fuck. My head whips to look down the alleyway. I completely forgot about her. Which I guess is Phoenix’s point. How else would we both have forgotten about what we were doing and jumped each other? The last thing I remember before we…
Phoenix did that freeze-Ammit-in-place thing, but then she just turned and launched herself at me. Then my little head started doing all the thinking, which, yeah, is unusual.
“Fuck.”
“Fuck is right,” Phoenix says, pacing back and forth. Absently she licks at her bottom lip, then swallows. “At least you didn’t—” She looks my way. “You know. You didn’t finish—” She gestures limply. “At least we didn’t finish in a way that would give Vlad what he wants. That would have been an unbearable ending to this shitshow.” She tosses her hands up, indicating around her. Me. Everything.
Well. At least now, there’s no ambiguity about how she feels about what just happened.
“Let’s go,” I bark.
Her head snaps my way. “What’s crawled up your ass? You got a free fuck out of this. I’d think you’d be in a great mood.”
I grit my teeth so I don’t lose my shit on her. “There’s a dangerous goddess still on the loose. And now she knows who you are. So get your ass back on your bike.”
Phoenix’s mouth drops open. “No one speaks to me like that.”
I spread my arms out. “Well, Princess, wake up and smell the coffee. We’re stuck together for the time being. You think I like it any better than you?”
She looks offended and, beyond that, maybe a little hurt. But what the actual fuck? There’s no pleasing her. Well… thinking about pleasing her just flashes images of her lying like a pussy cat against my chest, very, very pleased. But that’s no use to either of us.