Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 108721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108721 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 544(@200wpm)___ 435(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
“Yes. Please fuck me.” Her cheeks heat with embarrassment at her words, but I love seeing her like this. Vulnerable and unsure. I’m so turned on by her confession that I reach for her, my hand circling her throat.
Her pulse thunders beneath my hand and I peer into her blue eyes, watching for an indication of fear. When I see none, I tighten my hold, squeezing the tender column.
Leaning into her face I whisper against the seam of her lips. “I told myself I’d try to be gentle with you but I don't think I can do it. I want you too much.”
“I want you as you are. Don’t be gentle, be you.” She whispers back, and then presses her lips to mine. Fire ignites in my soul, and I kiss her back hard and fast, punishing us both.
I need her, right now, and I’m thankful she feels the same way. Her hands tug at my clothes, like she can hardly bear to have another item separating us.
As much as I hate it, I break the kiss, and pull away to undress. I glance down the length of my body and notice my shirt is partially undone. Fuck she wants this. Wants me, after all we’ve been through.
I undo the rest of the buttons and toss it to the side. Flicking the button on my pants, I shove them down my thighs. My aching cock springs free, jutting out like a damn sword.
Elyse’s gaze roams over my skin, from my chest, down my sculpted abs, and to the tip of my thick cock. I confirm it when I look down at her and watch her staring at me through hooded eyes. Looking down at her I realize she’s been laid before me like a sacrificial lamb.
I reach down and drag my knife out of its sheath and bring it up between us. Her eyes immediately latch onto the metal glint.
“What are you going to do with it this time?”
“Don’t worry, Little Prey. I won’t fuck you with it this time. The next thing going inside that tight cunt is my cock,” I growl with a hint of possession.
I caress her calf with the tip of the knife and then slide it up along her hip to insert the point along the seam of the ripped-up silk lingerie. It slides apart like butter, falling away in scraps around her torso.
She’s so beautiful, cast white under the soft moonlight filtering through the trees. Like she can’t handle the spotlight being on her she lifts her arms to cover herself but I shake my head at her and say, “No, don’t hide from me. Let me see your tits, your silky porcelain skin.”
Hesitantly she drops her arms back down to her sides, and I drink her in. Her tits are small but perfect, with dusky pink nipples that beckon me to take them into my mouth. Fuck, I want to mark them, mark her. So I do just that. Leaning forward I take one of the hard nipples between my teeth, nipping at her sensitive flesh.
“Oh…” Elyse whimpers, one of her hands coming to rest on my head. I flick my tongue against the hard bud, and alternate between sucking and biting her flesh.
It doesn’t take long for her to start lifting her hips, begging me to fuck her without saying a single word. Her pussy brushes against my leaking cock, and I pull away, a harsh breath passing my lips. Fuck. I peer down between her spread thighs, and to her perfect pussy.
She wants me, needs me like I need her.
Control yourself. Don’t hurt her.
She lifts her hips, seeking out my cock, begging me with her seductive gaze.
War wages inside my head, and I almost allow the physical need to let go of control and have my most basic instincts lead me, but at the last moment I clench my hands into tight fists and regain my footing.
Elyse can sense the change in my demeanor and she whispers softly to me. “I can see you struggling for control. You don’t have to be something you're not for my sake. I’m not made of glass. I won’t break if you touch me.”
“Wrong, Little Prey. You won’t just break for me. You’ll fucking shatter.”
35
Sebastian
The animalistic urge to claim her becomes the only thing I can see or feel. I’m past the point of no return. The predator has been set free, and sweet little Elyse is my willing prey.
I take her by the hips with bruising force, and lift her, holding her at the perfect angle.
She whimpers softly, but I’m too far gone to care. I’m not sure I’d be able to stop, even if she begged me at this point. Fuck I should ease my grip, gently enter her, kiss her, and make love to her, but I can’t. I need her too fucking badly to do that. Plus, there will be plenty of time for that later.