Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 46838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 187(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
But this time, there’s a fresh fire in the kiss.
The future is nestled within it.
CHAPTER 20
Killian
I growl through the kiss as my hands move to her ass again.
Her body feels even sweeter now. I know she feels the same, her words bouncing around my head.
She whimpers as I guide her backward, and then she giggles when the back of her knees hits the bed, and she falls. She stares at me from the bed with wide eyes, excitement glimmering in them, her gorgeous hair spilling around her.
Her lips are slightly parted, reddened from our kiss, the same redness in her cheeks.
Her body looks so tempting, her pants outlining the shape of her thick thighs, her breasts round and hungrily curvy.
I lie down atop her, careful not to let my full weight crush against her, lowering myself so she can feel the firmness of my body against her breasts.
I can smell her scent and luxuriate in the heat of her lips as I kiss her again.
She makes the cutest gasping noise with each kiss, her arms wrapping around me.
I hold myself up with one hand, using the other to grind up her leg. I savor the thickness of her thigh, her shivering as I get closer and closer to her pussy.
I’m sure I can feel the heat of her sex tempting me.
“Tell me what you are,” I snarl, breaking off the kiss.
“Yours,” she moans.
“You’re going to give me the children I never even knew I wanted… never dreamed I could want before I saw you. You’re going to be my wife. You. Are. Mine.”
“I’m yours,” she whispers. “I want all of that so badly.”
“So let’s do it, my perfect virgin,” I say. “Let’s start our family.”
Her eyes widen even more, but then I kiss her again, pushing away the fear.
I can sense the eagerness of her body, the same need twisting through me, my cock so hard it aches as it pushes against my pants.
Finally, my hand reaches her sex.
She breaks the kiss off when I push down, our teeth clicking like she can’t focus on both things at once.
That’s fine by me.
I rear up, giving myself the most perfect view as I start palming her pussy, feeling her burning lust through her pants.
I rub quicker, captivated by the way she shifts and tremors, her mouth twisting in pleasure.
Then I grab her button, meaning to yank it away.
Her hand darts down, clutching onto me.
“You’re mine,” I growl, roughly pulling it loose. “You don’t have to be afraid. Self-conscious. Any of that. Anyway, I need to feel your soaked pussy. I need to make you come for real, not just over text.”
She releases my hand. “I don’t know what to do.”
I smirk, lean down and kiss her like I own her.
Because I do own her.
“You’re doing it,” I say. “Just by being you.”
She breaks off the kiss when I shove my hand down her pants, groaning as I feel the naked wetness of her sex, her lips against my touch as I grind down to her entrance.
She’s already soaked for me, her pussy feeling so hot that the base of my manhood pulses as if she’s already wrapped around me.
“You’re drenched,” I growl.
“I know,” she whimpers.
“I need to taste you. To get you even wetter for my cock.”
Standing up, I stare down at her.
“Get naked.”
“Strip?” she asks, cute shyness in her voice.
My body flares. My balls expand.
My world crashes as I hear the quiver in her voice and struggle to accept everything that’s happened.
She feels the same.
She’s going to give me a family.
And now my beautiful butterfly is nervously asking me if I want a strip tease.
“Yes,” I say fiercely. “Strip for me. Show me everything. Every part of your curvy, perfect, and innocent young body.”
“Hmm,” she moans, climbing onto her knees. “Just don’t laugh at me.”
“Laughing is the last thing I’d do here.”
“What about you?” she murmurs.
“What are you asking?”
“Aren’t you going to… you know, strip too?”
I smirk. “Okay then.”
In maybe ten seconds, I tear my clothes off, ripping my hoodie and my T-shirt over my head, pulling my pants and underwear down, and then kicking them off with my socks.
My cock springs free, thick and hard, with precome on the end of it.
Mia laughs and whimpers at the same time, staring.
“You’re so massive.”
“I’m going to fill up your virgin pussy. Your turn!”
Her hands slowly move as she pulls her shirt over her head, then reaches around and unclips her bra.
I snarl as her breasts spill free, large and curvy, her nipples big and needy looking, with veins moving through her creamy flesh like strikes of lightning.
When I move forward, she glances at me, shaking her head.
“Nuh-uh. You said everything.”
“You have no idea how wild you drive me when you get sassy and confident.”
“Confident enough to….”
“What?” I say when she trails off as if the nerves are stopping her.