Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 99529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99529 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
I shivered. “Your queen.”
“Hmmm. . .I love hearing you say that.” Xander guided me onto the canopy bed. “We should be focused on remaining quiet and safe in this castle.”
“We should.”
He lay down and rolled onto his back. “But, I only want to be inside of you.”
I got on top of him, straddling his muscular waist. His cock became hard under me.
I licked my lips. “Perhaps, we could blame our irresponsibility on the blood bond.”
“Or the ripening.” His cock pressed up between my thighs, pleading with me to pull it out and stroke its length.
I stirred and licked my lips. My pussy grew wet with arousal.
“Take off the leotard,” he murmured.
“Just because you’re ripening into a king doesn’t mean you can order me around.” I winked at him. “Now you take off your pants.”
With a flick of his fingers against his pants, he opened the top. “Now your turn.”
I smirked. “My turn?”
“My pants are open. Your leotard is on.” He put his huge hands on my waist and slid my body up and down the span of his cock.
I moaned. My insides warmed and clenched in response.
His fangs erupted from his gums. “Tell me you love me. . .out loud.”
I gazed down at him. “I love you, Xander.”
A dark groan left him.
Lowering, I pressed my breasts into his chest and gently rested my elbows on his shoulders. “I love you.”
“Those are now my three favorite words.” He combed his fingers through my red hair. “While I love hearing your thoughts about me, nothing compares to those words leaving your sexy mouth. I love your voice.”
“What do my thoughts sound like to you?”
“A song. Not exactly a voice, yet more. . .a warm feeling of words.” He widened his eyes. “How do I sound in your head?”
“It feels like dark, black silk slipping through my mind.”
A smile spread across his face. He flipped me over on my back and held himself up above me so that his weight didn’t bear down on me. “Once this is over—”
“This being us overthrowing the most powerful Vampire King in history?”
“Yes.” He chuckled. “Once this is over, we should talk about kids.”
“Kids?”
“Yes.”
“Vampire. . .kids?”
“Yes.”
“Xander. . .”
“What?”
“It’s too soon.”
“Since my ripening, it is all I can think about.” He leaned down and kissed me. “I want to put at least five inside of you the first time.”
“What?”
His hands slipped along the outline of my hips. “Five.”
I stopped him. “I would like to put a pause to that conversation until after we survive. . .this.”
“Hmmm.”
“Since, we’re talking. Perhaps, we should discuss Ty and Leeta.”
He frowned.
“They were spying on you.”
A low growl sounded from his chest.
I tensed.
“There’s no need to discuss that.” He lowered, buried his head in the curve of my neck, and slipped his fangs along my skin.
“Xander.” I tapped his chest with my hand.
He rose from my neck and gazed at me with hooded gold eyes. “Yes?”
“Should we talk about them spying?”
“I already knew Ty and Leeta reported my movements to my mother. I followed Ty once, ten years ago, and watched him. Later I watched Leeta for a month and finally saw her sneak off.” Xander returned to tenderly nibbling my neck with his fangs. Waves of pleasure swam over me.
“Stop for a minute,” I begged, struggling to catch my breath.
“Can we talk while I take off your leotard?”
“No. I’ll need it—”
“Not for what I have planned.”
“The Quiet King took lots of my blood for two years. What do you think he used it for?”
“I need to be deep inside of you.” Xander yanked at the top of my leotard.
Giggling, I smacked his hand away.
He ignored my protests and pulled some more, stretching the material. “Blood is important to vampires. It makes sense he would start testing there.”
He slipped his hands into my panties. “Blasted! You’re as wet as an ocean. Spread your legs apart.”
“Was that an order?” I whispered.
“Please,” he whimpered.
Then, my thoughts from earlier came back to me.
Wait. That’s right.
“Xander—”
“Get naked.”
“I will only after we search the Quiet King’s bedroom. We have at least several hours until dawn and we’re on the highest level of the castle.”
Xander sat up, frowning. “I don’t like where this is going.”
“The Quiet King’s bedroom is on this level. All dominas get a tour of the castle when we first come. I know where it’s at and—”
“No.” Xander glared. “It’s too dangerous. There are probably guards there.”
“I doubt guards are protecting his bedroom while he’s gone. Especially with there being not too many guards around,” I insisted. “We could go in and search around for answers.”
“And what do you expect to find? Important blood results lying around, or even better, the Quiet King’s journal describing all of his plans?” Xander laughed.
I slipped off the bed. “I’m going to see. It’s the only time we’ll have a chance—”
“You’re not going.” Xander appeared in front of me in seconds.