Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Oh Gods. He wasn’t in pain. He’d been jerking off.
I snapped my gaze up to his face, realizing I’d been staring at what he’d been holding. My face became scorching hot, and my eyes widened in humiliation.
For a second neither one of us spoke or moved. I couldn’t even breathe, couldn’t comprehend what I was witnessing. And then as that initial shock started to fade, I felt something else.
Sensations moved through me—the likes of which I’d never envisioned before. Feelings and desires that had my body heating, my core tightening. I grew hot and wet, and tingles settled between my thighs.
My nipples beaded, my breasts felt heavy and sensitive, and I was right back to staring at his cock.
It was just so big. So long. And the pearlized drop at the tip grew as more seeped out before it started its slow descent dripping down the underside of his shaft.
Gods, why couldn’t I breathe? Why couldn’t I get enough oxygen into my lungs?
And the longer I stared at Sebastian, the more his expression changed from mild shock to something darker, more feral.
His eyes became hooded, and he lowered his head, keeping his gaze locked on me. His stance was almost predatory in nature.
Low, deep, and rhythmic sounds started to come out of him, an almost purring noise as he took a step toward me.
On instinct my gaze dropped down to the massive length he held, and a shocked sound left me as I watched him start to stroke himself again. He was completely shameless at the lewd and obscene act I was witnessing.
“I thought you were hurt,” I whispered and found myself taking a step back.
“And you came rushing to my defense.” His response was almost too low for me to hear, but I didn’t miss how pleased he sounded.
Another harsh growl left him as I moved away and he came forward. I knew retreating was fruitless, not only because he was a predator stalking his prey—me—but because I didn’t really want to escape.
As crazy and dangerous as this moment was, my body knew what it wanted, and that was the male looking at me like he wanted to devour every single inch I had to offer.
Before I knew what was happening, I had my back pressed to the cavern wall. A sense of déjà vu filled me as he came closer, crowding me, his body so big and tall that he blocked out everything behind him.
My head was craned back, my scalp digging into the rocks as I kept my focus on his eyes, which were now flashing red. The ruby glow filled the interior of the cave, and I felt my heart racing further, my breathing picking up harder.
His right arm was moving back and forth slowly in a way that meant only one thing. He was still touching himself.
And the way the corner of his mouth kicked up told me he could sense how off-balance I was by the situation.
And he got off on it.
I should’ve slapped him across the face for being so crude in front of me, doing such an intimate act in my presence, but I couldn’t find it in myself to control my reaction.
Besides… I was aroused, so incredibly heated that there was no way he couldn’t tell. Hell, even if he were human, I knew he’d be able to see the change in my body.
“How much of a bastard does it make me to keep jerking off knowing it makes you uncomfortable?” He placed his free hand on the rock beside my head and leaned in.
I looked away and took a shuddering breath as the scent of a potent male vampire filled my head.
The feeling of the top of his nose running along my jawline nearly had me making an embarrassingly aroused sound.
Then there was the sensation of his lips skimming down the side of my throat, the sound of him scenting me, and finally the touch of his fangs at my pulse point.
I clenched my thighs together as a wave of heated desire coursed through me.
“Mmm,” he hummed and I braced my hands on the wall to steady myself. “You know what you smell like?” He said in a low voice that I felt the vibrations right between my legs. “Mine. You smell like mine.”
I whimpered, an involuntary sound that should have humiliated me, but instead I felt empowered by it. “I’m not your anything. I’m not yours.” Even I could hear the lie laced in my words.
“That’s where you’re wrong.” I sucked in a breath when I felt him run the tip of his tongue back and forth over my pulse. “You’re my everything.”
He was so close that his body heat surrounded me, whisking away the chill that being within the cave gave. I could smell every part of him, the male wildness that clung to him. The powerful dominance he wore like a second skin. There was also a dark, spicy undertone that had my body lighting up, tingling and feeling like I was burning alive from the inside out.