Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 75578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to fuck you, Rayne,” I declare like she has no choice in the matter. Like this is about to get rapey fast.
Of course, I’d pull back if she showed signs of not wanting it, but the need to claim her is kinda blotting out my more gentlemanly instincts right now.
I kick off my shoes, then pull off hers.
“I’m gonna fuck you, and you’re gonna take it. And afterward, we can talk about that damn dance.”
She scrambles up to her feet on the mattress–fast. Her wolf reflexes are definitely coming in strong. Instead of running, though, she comes at me again. I’m not sure how she knows giving herself to me is the only solution here, but she does.
Wolf instinct, I guess.
She launches herself at me, wraps her arms around my neck again. “Wilde. I’m scared.”
That’s all it takes.
My wolf settles immediately. Like those words contain the same essence of her tears–something powerful enough to bring an enraged and possessive wolf to his haunches.
My hands are instantly on her, roaming up and down her back, squeezing her ass. “Baby, it’s okay. You’re safe. I won’t hurt you.” I tug her shirt up and start kissing the flat of her belly. “I’m sorry I scared you.” My tongue delves into her belly button. “I didn’t mean to be a dick.” I unbutton her jeans and slide them down her hips. Open my jaw and take as much of panty-clad pussy into my mouth as I can, sliding my teeth over the fabric, blowing my hot breath against her core.
“But I do need to get into this tight pussy, baby. Right now. Are you going to let me do that?” The desire to master her completely, to have that little body under me, to make her scream with satisfaction has me tearing her jeans off. My balls are heavy, and my cock throbs painfully.
I nip her inner thigh, then pick her up and drop her onto her back to get the jeans off her ankles. I crawl over her, working hard to calm my breath. “Are you still scared?”
She shakes her head.
Fate, she’s gorgeous. Her sandy blonde hair falls across her heart-shaped face. I brush it back.
I claim her mouth. It’s a loud, insistent kiss. The kind intended to tell her that she belongs to me. That her lips are mine for the taking. I thrust my tongue between them. Her hips roll up against mine.
Thank fuck. Her first green light.
I’m so desperate to get between those legs.
“Are you going to take my cock like a good girl, Rayne-bow?” I slide my hand into her bra and pinch one nipple.
She moans softly.
“Hmm?” I really need an actual green light here. I may be half-crazed, but I’m not going to take something that’s not willingly given.
The intoxicating scent of her arousal wraps around my head and pulls me into an even deeper haze.
“Go slow,” she whispers.
I want to simultaneously fist pump and fall to my knees and thank fate. “I will,” I promise, praying it will be true. Praying I can hold back.
I mean to take my time. But somehow her panties end up shredded between my two hands, and I’m licking into her like there’s a fire to put out with my tongue.
Maybe there is. She’s burning up, her flesh scorching against my lips. But I have no desire to extinguish those flames. Nope. I intend to stoke them higher.
It takes me less than sixty seconds to get her to the first orgasm. One just on my tongue. Another sixty to wring one from her with two fingers inside her.
“You ready, baby?”
She moans and cups her own breasts, driving me out of my fucking mind with lust.
I end up shredding her bra. The shirt tangles around her neck. I suck the hell out of one nipple, then the other.
“I need to be in you.” My voice comes out gravelly and deep. I slide off my jeans and boxer briefs.
Rayne’s gaze is on my cock, her big blue eyes glazed with pleasure, pupils blown wide.
I crawl over her and rub the head of my cock along her slit, parting her. “Take me, baby.” I press forward at her entrance, just a nudge.
She rolls her hips a little to encourage me.
“You want that? Want it deeper?”
She gives me a tiny nod, gaze trained on the place where our bodies join.
I ease in, centimeter by centimeter. She’s tight as fuck. Incredible. Delicious. I can tell my eyes have changed color because my vision domes up and sharpens. The animal within me grows restless. The moment’s charged. It’s like the space between inhale and exhale. Zero point. The moment just after you’ve finished one life and are about to start the next.
Somehow I know that everything’s about to change.
I just don’t know how.