Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 127461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 637(@200wpm)___ 510(@250wpm)___ 425(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 127461 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 637(@200wpm)___ 510(@250wpm)___ 425(@300wpm)
Is that a good thing?
Trust me, it’s more than good. Feel what I’m feeling.
I am. You feel much different than I do.
It will get better. Give yourself a minute to adjust. He took that same minute to absorb and savor the perfection of the moment. She was his. Entirely his.
Actually, I believe you’re mine.
She moved first, lifting and undulating her hips in a riding move that shocked the hell out of him. Her muscles slid over his shaft, gripping and massaging, sending shock waves through his body. She was flushed, beautiful, her eyes wide and dazed, lids at half-mast. She looked sultry and sexy. His little siren.
She ground down again and again, her hips moving over him, and he gave her control, let her take the lead. The sight of her added to the increasing pleasure coursing through him. It also allowed him to breathe through the raging fire enough to get back more of his discipline.
He concentrated on the desire etched into her soft features. The passion in the green-blue of her eyes. Her ragged panting. The gasping moans that escaped. The way she threw her head back and ground down harder. She breathed his name in a kind of reverence.
I need more. I can’t take us there.
He didn’t want it to end. Not yet. He wasn’t ready for their bodies to be apart. He could live right there, inside her, sharing her skin.
Are you certain you want me to take control?
She hadn’t stopped moving, picking up the pace, grinding faster and harder, doing little swirls, her inner muscles suckling like a million greedy mouths. Each one sent more streaks of fire shooting through him, sent more flames rolling through his veins. His heartbeat pounded in his cock, and blood roared in his head, thundered in his ears. He was the one who might not survive. But he never wanted this to end.
Yes. You have to. She nearly wailed her answer. Demanded it of him at the same time.
Bossy little thing. He loved the demand in her voice. The way she looked. The fear was gone, replaced by pleasure—pleasure they were giving each other.
He caught her hips, lifting her as he drew back, and then surged deeper and harder with a stroke she’d never experienced before. He counted the pulsing heartbeats in his chest. In his cock. Would going from gentle to harder and his taking control be a trigger?
Gorya. She wailed his name. Move.
That was his answer. The best answer. He repeated the action, burying his body deep into her scorching-hot channel. Her silken muscles clamped around him, causing an amazing friction that made the firestorm rage hotter and wilder, burning out of control.
His woman was a wild little thing, moving with him, matching his rhythm, her body following every command of his hips and hands. She had a need to please him, to give him everything he’d given her, and was determined to be the best at loving him. And she was more than enjoying herself.
He kept his mind in hers to ensure she wasn’t fearful. Every move he made sent pleasure racing through every cell in her body. She writhed and moaned, grinding down over him, throwing her head back, hair spilling around her.
It feels like an electrical storm. Building and building until I think I’m going to explode into a million fragments. It’s terrifying and spectacular at the same time.
He loved that she felt that way. Gripping her hips, he stormed into her over and over, allowing the streaks of fire to engulf him with roaring flames. The intensity of each thrust sent that sizzling burn ripping through them, driving them both higher. He felt the tension in her coiling tighter, building higher.
Give yourself to me. He made it nothing less than a command. Even in her mind, his voice was hoarse. He could barely find a breath. Give yourself to me. I’m giving myself to you. All of me. Everything I am. He poured love and reassurance into her mind.
For a moment she hesitated, but his words gave her what she needed to have, the courage to let go, to surrender completely.
His fingers dug into her soft hips. Look at me, baby.
She lifted her long lashes and he found himself looking into her blue eyes. There was love there. Love for him. She took a deep breath and, with his next surge, let the fireball take them together.
The torrent ripping through her was massive, and Gorya felt every single wave centered around his cock. Her silken muscles clamped around his shaft like a vise, grasping and milking with scorching-hot fingers, sucking with molten mouths, taking him with her. Thunder roared in his ears so loud he couldn’t hear his own hoarse shout as his cock pulsed and jerked inside that inferno.
The entire space of time they stared at each other, they kept their minds firmly merged. The torrent seemed endless, the waves rocking them while the fires leapt from one to the other. Gorya touched her tear-wet face.