Say My Name (Gods of Saint Pierce #1) Read Online Logan Chance

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Gods of Saint Pierce Series by Logan Chance
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Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 102184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 511(@200wpm)___ 409(@250wpm)___ 341(@300wpm)
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He starts a rhythm, my clit then down my pussy and back up again, running through the circuit a few more times. His hands grip my thighs, pushing my legs further apart until he’s eating me in the same manner a wild beast would eat their prey.

And that’s how I feel right now. Like innocent prey being mauled by the beast.

He drags a finger over my clit, and then another, before he sticks both fingers inside me in one punishing stroke.

“Ah,” I moan out.

“That’s it. Take my fingers deep inside this little cunt,” he husks out before he’s back to sucking on my clit.

I’m grinding on his face, unable to even think about anything but my impending orgasm that looms just out of reach.

“This feels so good,” I call out, which only makes him move faster.

He lifts in a rush, his fingers still fucking me as he moves up my body and stops at my breasts to flick his tongue over one nipple. “Fuck my hand, Swan. Show me what a greedy girl you can be.”

White-hot heat sears my vision and my body bucks uncontrollably beneath him. “Don’t stop.”

His fingers continue their rhythm inside me, and he uses the heel of his palm, putting pressure on my clit. “You’re so pretty, Swan. Look at how well your body loves my touch.” He gives attention to my other breast, sucking my stiff nipple into his mouth. “You feel so incredible. You always turn me on, and right now I’m harder than fucking iron. You know just how to move your body for me. Keep fucking my fingers. Show me what a good girl you are.”

He licks a trail down my stomach until he’s hovering over my most private part. “I want to watch you get off,” he growls out. “Fuck. Come all over my fingers.” The soft air of his breath hits my heated skin, turning me on even more than I already am.

“I’m so close,” I moan out, unable to take much more of his touch. Unable to take much more of his praise but wanting both more than I ever thought possible. “Oh, god.”

His fingers drive into me, making my orgasm flood through me. Stars line my vision as I come all over him.

“So fucking beautiful,” he whispers, looking up at me.

At the height of my orgasm, he leans his head down, licking along my opening, drinking me into his mouth. “So fucking good.”

He moves up my body and I think for one second he’s going to kiss me. I haven’t felt his lips on mine yet, and for a second I long for it. I want it.

I need it.

But he never does.

Chapter 29

Devereaux

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“I’ve sent out the invitations for the Sinners and Saints Ball this weekend,” Adele says, showing me a list of already confirmed guests attending the event this Saturday night.

“Is everything set up for it?” I ask.

She nods. “Let’s just hope nobody else dies between now and then.”

I blink at her insensitivity, but she notices the harshness of her words and her face softens and tears threaten to spill. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to be so insensitive.” She clutches her iPad closer to her chest. “I’ll be downstairs getting everything set up for tonight.”

“Adele, it’s fine. I know you weren’t being insensitive. This whole thing is a mess.”

She nods and exits the office, and I suspect she probably cries once she leaves.

What a mess.

I stare out the window, thinking about last night. The sweet taste of Swan on my lips. I don’t know what’s come over me, but last night was like a dream.

I shouldn’t entertain thoughts of pursuing more from this with everything that’s going on, but it’s like I can’t stop. Just knowing she’s downstairs has me ready to go into one of these rooms and show her how I could make her come all night long.

“Hey, what’s up?” Roman says, barging into my office. “I’m thinking about getting fucked up tonight and letting loose.”

Wouldn’t be the first time. “As opposed to any other night?”

Roman sinks into a chair. “Seriously, you look like someone just took away your favorite toy. What’s wrong?”

I won’t tell him I’m craving a certain blonde-haired, green-eyed beauty that’s downstairs right now. “I’m fine,” I clip out.

He studies me, not really buying what I’m saying, but who cares? I don’t need to tell him everything. “I think it might have to do with a certain Swan downstairs,” he says. “Did you give her that name?”

I stare at him. “Yeah, so?”

“Did you tell her you have a thing for swans?”

“No.” I’m getting frustrated and I know he’s baiting me into telling him what he thinks he already knows. “Ok, fine. Yes, I have something for a certain Swan.”

He laughs. “You can’t hide it. It's important that you be careful. You don’t want that shit biting you in the ass.”


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