Total pages in book: 70
Estimated words: 67138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 336(@200wpm)___ 269(@250wpm)___ 224(@300wpm)
I bark out a laugh. “A boat?”
“Yeah, you know, like Ahoy matey.” She does a little shrug as she says it with a pirate accent.
I shake my head, still grinning at her. “It’s just a term, kind of short for soulmate.”
“That’s sweet and all, but kind of lame.”
I cock an eyebrow at her. “Lame?”
“Yeah. I have to call it like I see it and you’re going to have to up your game if you want this relationship to work out,” she says as she sits up.
“Oh, I definitely want this to work out,” I insist. She blushes, but her eyes begin to sparkle as the last remnants of fear disappear from her features.
I love the smile on her face. Seeing truly happy feeds my soul. I can only pray that I figure out a way for her to accept me.
“I do too, Seven. I really do.”
Her words make my heart race. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, Ettie said something to me, and I really want to do it. I mean, I’ll try hard to do it.”
Now I’m lost. I know Ettie wasn’t a fan of how I’m doing things. Did she say something to Grace?
“What did she say?” I ask hesitantly.
“Ettie said I need to live in the moment. She wants me to stop worrying about what happened yesterday because today is a gift. I want to do that. I want to live in the present, concentrate on what I have and what I need in my life to stay happy,” she professes.
“And that is?”
“You, Seven.”
“Gracie,” I groan. She just said two words, but they are words that give me purpose.
“I want a life with you. I can’t remember our past, but I love how you are with me. I love being with you and I want more of that.”
Before she can say anything else, I pull her into a kiss. Slowly, I stretch out, bringing her with me, as she straightens across me—fitting against me perfectly. Not breaking apart from her lips, I slide my hand up her shirt, finding her breast. I groan as the heat of the kiss intensifies. I can’t get enough, and Grace seems to feel the same way. The hunger in her kiss is proof of that.
I cup her breast, flicking my thumb against her pebbled nipple. That’s all I can take. I flip our bodies over, pressing her down into the mattress with my weight. I look down at her pouty lips, pink and swollen from our kiss.
“You’re driving me crazy.”
She whimpers before reaching out, grazing my skin with her fingertips. They leave a fiery trail, igniting my nerve endings. I reach down, pulling up her shirt until her breasts are exposed. She helps me get rid of her shirt and it goes flying in the air. I don’t look to see where it lands. I’m too busy licking my lips and taking in her body.
“Fuck, Gracie. You’re perfect,” I rumble, the words coming from deep within. I lean down to take her nipple between my teeth. Need, desire, hunger and love all swarm together and surge through me. I’m on sensory overload and it’s consuming me. She’s burning me alive. I need her that much.
Her back arches on the bed, giving me better access, proving she’s as hungry as I am. Satisfaction hums inside of me. My woman needs me. I run my hands over her warm body again. Every single part of her belongs to me. She’s a beautiful gift. Grace is so much more than I could ever deserve, but I’m never letting her go. If being locked in that prison, enduring torture daily, and living in hell is what led me to Grace, I would do it all again and not even thin twice.
I push my hips down against hers, grinding against her and tormenting us both. She’s fucking perfection. My need to taste every inch of her drives me take her nipple back in my mouth. I’m rough, sucking her so the tender morsel is pressed hard against the roof of my mouth.
I want to devour her.
I tease her other nipple with my fingers, working her continually working her in tandem with my mouth. Soft moans falling from her mouth. The air in the room is heated as the energy we are creating wraps around us, and the scent of sex becomes stronger.
I’m faced with the fact that now is the time. I need to claim my mate and the thought alone has me struggling to slow down.
I need to make this beautiful for her.
I move to my side, smiling as she lets out a whine of protest and tries to pull me back to her. I lean down and blow against her wet nipple, cause her entire body to shiver. Her nails bite into my back.
“Seven,” she gasps.
“I need you completely naked, Gracie,” I groan.