Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 79692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 319(@250wpm)___ 266(@300wpm)
No wonder I found him irresistible. Panthers in my pack talked about him a lot, not because he was the savior of shifter kind but often because he was bedding his way to becoming the most sexually prolific shifter in history.
The thought made my stomach turn even as I told myself I shouldn’t care about his past – or even his present.
“You are disappointed to find out I am who I am, aren’t you?”
His tone was bland, but even so, I couldn’t make myself admit the truth. It just wasn’t in my nature to say something that I knew could hurt another person, even if it was just his pride.
So I shook my head.
He said dryly, “You’re a bad liar.”
“No. I’m not.” But I couldn’t meet his eyes. In my mind, I could so easily imagine him surrounded by so many women.
Only a shifter living under a rock wouldn’t know that his pack’s name had been dragged through the mud. And he didn’t seem to give a crap about it. At least his twin cared enough to get into fights over it. But Alejandro? Every time I heard news about him, it was always in connection with some other woman.
But...there had to be a reason for his actions. Even superheroes made mistakes at the start, right? All of them had started flawed, but they eventually got their act together.
Looking at him, I said slowly, “I know what you’ve been through.”
A smile that didn’t reach his eyes started to play on his lips. “Do you?”
“Yes.”
He cupped my face.
Oh, crap. I had a feeling he was going to do something to shut me up. I said in a rush, “I know it’s unfair, what’s happening to your pack. I won’t pretend to understand—-” I ended up gasping the last word out as Alejandro bent down to kiss the corner of my lip. Craaaap. Such a simple kiss, and yet my body was on fire.
Concentrate, Calys, concentrate!
“Go on,” Alejandro murmured before nibbling on my lip.
I shuddered. God of superheroes, save me. Lend me the strength to remind him of his purpose.
“You must remember that we all have our own trials to face, and we can’t blame fate for it...” As Alejandro started nuzzling my neck, I couldn’t help leaning to one side to give him better access. “All we can do is face our problems and find the courage to overcoooooome...” Oh my God, he was sucking on my neck and it couldn’t feel any better.
“So, I just want to tell...you...” I gasped as his hands reclaimed my breasts and my eyes squeezed shut in utter pleasure as he started pinching my nipples between his fingers.
“Tell me what?” He pinched my nipples harder. His nostrils flared as if the scent of my arousal was an aphrodisiac in itself.
Even as my body swayed towards him, a silent plea for Alejandro to continue pinching my nipples, I tried valiantly to reclaim my thoughts. “I wanna tell you that...you are no ordinary...Lyccan.”
Boy oh boy, but he wasn’t, not when he was so masterfully good at making my body melt. Those wonderful fingers of his were pulling on my nipples now, plucking and plucking them like a flower with an endless stream of petals.
I found myself gripping his shoulders. Hard. I had to. My knees had practically given out at his relentless attack on my senses. A whimper escaped me as Alejandro lowered his head. Oh, no. He couldn’t—-
He did. His mouth replaced his fingers, his lips closing over my nipple like a favorite candy meant to be savored. It felt so good, but I couldn’t let myself be swept away by it. If I didn’t speak my piece now, I must forever hold my peace.
When I felt his teeth actually scraping against my nipple, I knew I was this close to losing my mind. The words tumbled out. “You can restore your family’s name. You’re not Alejandro Moretti for nothing. But you have to remember...aaaaah...”
He bit my nipple.
I gasped, “You have to remember that with great power comes—-”
Alejandro stopped biting my nipple. He raised his head and asked, “Did you just quote Spiderman to me?”
Voices coming from another approaching group of shifters saved me from the embarrassment of replying. Before I could figure out what was happening, Alejandro had swiped my costume from the floor and got me into it. And then we were speeding away.
When he finally stopped, the world spun around me. Although the shifters in my family could be as fast, I didn’t really make a habit of letting them sweep me into their arms and using them as mobile cars. When the world stopped moving, I realized he had brought me to my dressing room.
My eyes flew to him in surprise.
“I traced your scent back to this place,” he said simply. Looking at me with a hooded gaze, he said, “I’ll be your Cavaliere.”