Total pages in book: 191
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
The white of her underwear had turned translucent with her desire, revealing the dark shadow of her pubic hair and the utter drenching of her need.
How was I supposed to survive this girl?
She would kill me.
Of that I was absolutely certain.
“You sure?” I kissed her nose. “I could use my hand—”
“Like this.” Her eyes hooded as I rocked upward. “God, exactly like that.”
My heart hammered a tribal rhythm as I gave in and let instinct ride both of us.
It wasn’t a conscious decision.
It was primal.
I thrust into her.
She rocked over me.
We dry-humped like two crazy creatures, trying to climb inside one another, doing our best to reach that pinnacle with just the friction of clothes and desperation.
I kissed her harder, deeper.
The door creaked a little as we fought to get closer.
We kissed because we couldn’t not kiss but also to gag us from every explicit roar, every shivering moan, and every guttural cry swelling inside us.
Our warring tongues kept us silent.
Our kiss seduced and drugged us. I lost every thought, every fear as I rode Neri against the door that her father had installed for me.
Grabbing both her wrists, I shoved them above her head, trapping her with one hand while my other dropped to her chest.
Her back bowed as I cupped her.
Her heart charged beneath my touch as I pinched her nipple.
Her lips slipped under mine, tingling with connection.
I’d always felt a unique kind of power between us. An awareness that crackled in the air whenever we were too close; a sixth sense that made my blood burn whenever we touched.
But this was on a whole new fucking level.
The magnetic pull I felt toward her exploded from its soft suggestion to blistering belonging. I was hers. Fuck, everything about me was hers. I couldn’t have fought it if I tried.
The moment she’d found me on that broken piece of boat, this was inevitable.
Just like she’d said.
I hadn’t just drowned in her, I’d inhaled her, and what I’d told her last night was terrifyingly true.
She was my air in a world full of oceans.
She was my dream in a nightmare full of death.
She was my sun in a night full of fear.
And I kissed her as if I’d collapse to her feet and stop breathing. Because I would. I wouldn’t survive if I lost her. If they found out where I was hiding and took me...fuck.
Riding her harder, my thoughts scrambled.
I gave in to the burn.
Crackling power crashed down my spine, centred between my legs, and made my toes curl. “I need...I can’t stop—”
“Me too.” She tried to get free from my wrist lock, but I held her tight.
I pumped against her pussy.
Her quiet cry of absolute surrender made my heart smoke, bones melt, and a rip-roaring release to spurt up my cock and drench my boxers.
I shuddered as I came.
I choked her with my tongue, silencing her moans as she jerked against me, again and again, her release lasting longer than mine. I opened my eyes, watching the final throes of delirium wring her dry.
My chest swelled with love.
I tripped evermore harder for her.
So beautiful in body and soul. So strong and brave and good.
I couldn’t stop wave after wave of absolute adoration filling me to the brim.
There were so many things I could say. So many things I should say. But the only words that came to mind were: “Benimle evlen.”
I froze.
Shit.
“I didn’t mean that. Fuck, I only meant—”
“What did you say?” She blinked with a sated smile. She trembled and quivered as I released her wrists and pressed my forehead to hers. I could lie, but I wouldn’t. I’d spoken those words because I was so full of love. I meant those words because I never wanted anyone else, and I didn’t need time to tell me that.
I’d had time.
I’d had five years.
I knew.
Pressing my lips to hers softly, sweetly, I kissed her like I hadn’t kissed her before. Nothing fast, nothing fierce. I did my best to show her how much I cared and cherished her.
“I said...” I kissed the tip of her nose, catching her dilated eyes. “Marry me.”
For a moment, she didn’t move.
A horrible chill gusted down my spine.
But then her knees buckled, and she fell into my arms, pressing her cheek to my pounding chest. “You don’t have to ask me, Aslan. I already did. The very first moment I saw you, my heart said yes. I’ve just been waiting for you to catch up.”
My arms lashed brutally hard around her.
She hugged me back.
We stood glued together until our breathing evened and the shared wet patches of our release became sticky.
“Aslan, Neri! Dinner’s ready.” Anna’s kind voice sailed through the door, making me blush.
Shame for what I’d done and fear of how this would end made my pulse skyrocket.
Pulling away, I ran my fingers through her hair. “You look like you just got fucked against a door.”