Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36597 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 183(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“Now, Millie,” he said in that soft, Southern drawl of his. “You’re mine.”
Slowly, carefully, Shadow eased his way inside her. She gasped when he reached her barrier but said nothing. His gaze never left hers. The second he started to push through her innocence, Shadow paused. His eyes got wider, his mien determined.
“You’re a virgin?” She gave him a little nod, not wanting him to stop, but unable to lie. “And you’re givin’ yourself to me now?”
“I am.”
“Why?”
“Does it really matter? We’re here. In moment. Don’t stop, Shadow. Please!” The last thing she wanted to do was beg him for it, but she was beyond caring. She needed this like she needed to breathe.
“I wanna know why you chose me when you didn’t let anyone else.”
She thought about not telling him, but knew that would likely not get her anywhere. He’d just wait all fucking night to fuck her. “Because you’re only man who’s ever made me want sex this much.” Her voice sounded small.
“Good,” he said, as he sank into her ever so slowly. It was a stretch, but several long moments later, Shadow was fully embedded inside her pussy. He watched her so intently she wanted to squirm. His attention, along with the invasion of her body, were just two more things that turned her on. She loved that he took care with her, that he didn’t want her to hurt. Because Millie knew he was on the verge of losing all that control. Maybe not completely, but he’d been about to ride her. Hard. “Now,” he continued. “You’re mine, Lyudmila. All mine.”
She shook her head. “It’s just this once.”
“No,” he said sharply, pulling his hips back before surging forward again with a measured thrust. “Not just now. Not just once. I’m your first. I’ll be your only.”
Then he moved. Slowly. In and out. Her legs were pinned between them. She wanted her pants off desperately but was afraid to move. Afraid he’d stop. Afraid he wouldn’t.
“What do you want from me?” Her voice wavered as she spoke, a mixture of fear and desire. Fear for her heart if he kept insisting on keeping her. Desire for the man she knew she wanted for her own.
As if he could read her mind, Shadow slid her pants the rest of the way off her legs and tossed them aside. Then he spread her thighs and lowered his weight on top of her. The weight of him pressing her into the floor was its own aphrodisiac. She cried out and gripped him tightly with her arms and legs. Her pussy ached where his cock invaded, but she was too far gone to ask him to let up. There was no pain, just a dull ache that was rapidly turning into the greatest pleasure she’d ever imagined.
“I want everything, little flower. Everything from only you.” Then he kissed her as he fucked her in long strokes. Faster and faster. “I want your heart, Millie. I want your body. You’re mine, and I ain’t ever lettin’ you go.”
Just as he finished, Millie climaxed. She screamed, holding him to her and rocking her hips, rubbing her clit over his body to get the friction she needed.
“Shadow! Bozhe moy, chto ty delayesh’ so mnoy!”
“Lovin’ you, honey,” he whispered in her ear. “Loving. You.”
When she came this time, Shadow stiffened, his cock swelling inside her until he let out a long, loud roar. Hot cum spilled inside her, making her gasp and triggering another orgasm. She knew that probably wasn’t a good thing, but she struggled to think of why. She’d known this man only a few hours, but she’d felt safer and more comfortable with him than she had any man in her life. He was a protector, and he’d put himself squarely in the middle of danger to help her save her sister. He’d even recognized she and Venus might not work well together, no matter how much they loved each other. Shadow was… a miracle. Her miracle.
They lay there for a long time. Shadow kissed her gently, nuzzled her neck. Her breasts. When he finally sat up, he reached for a packet of wipes and gently cleaned her, then himself before disposing of the used wipes in a plastic sack.
“I want you again, but you need more rest.”
“What about you?”
He grinned before leaning down to kiss her gently. “I have a feeling I’ve had more sleep than you have over the last several days. You’ve still got dark circles under your eyes. I’d like to see them gone before we do this.”
She ducked her head. “I guess I look bedraggled.”
“Not at all,” he said, reaching for her chin and forcing her to look at him. “You look absolutely beautiful. But as a soldier in my company, it’s my duty to make sure you’re as fresh for the fight as you can be.”