Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 85552 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85552 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 428(@200wpm)___ 342(@250wpm)___ 285(@300wpm)
A slapping noise sounded behind me.
I glanced over my shoulder as Xander disappeared into the tent.
Then, his voice slipped into my head. Will we discuss this, Camille? Or should I just read your thoughts?
“Stop that!” I tossed some of the cherries in my mouth. The sweet fruit teased my taste buds.
I peeped at the tent.
One tent? Xander should have bought two of them. I can’t sleep in there with him so close to me.
My heartbeat sped up as I considered how tight it would be in there.
Could I even go to sleep with his hard muscles right next to me?
His voice filled my head. If you can’t sleep, then I could think of other things we could do.
“That’s it!” I slammed the pouch down to the ground. It dropped by the box. I stomped to the tent and formed my hands into fists. “I don’t want you reading my mind! Don’t do it again!”
I crawled into the tent.
Fast, he clamped his hand onto my arm and drew me onto him.
I shrieked.
He covered my mouth with his full lips.
I shoved him away. “No.”
His eyes glowed. “Be selfish for once. You have given your life, your body, your blood to save others. What about you? What about your needs?”
My breathing grew heavy. “S-stop. . .talking about this.”
He brushed his lips against my cheek. “When’s the last time someone only thought of you? When’s the last time all anyone could think about was taking care of your needs?”
“Don’t.”
“Ethan won’t know.”
My lips quivered. “But I will.”
“Do you want me?”
I looked away, unable to meet his eyes.
His hand went to my chin.
He guided my face back to him. “Camille, I’ll stop when you tell me, but I won’t lie next to you with a hard cock, pretending like I don’t want to fill you with it.”
Just the thought of him inside me made my body stir. I squeezed my thighs together as my skin tingled with anticipation.
He captured my mouth.
I tensed barely able to contain my desire.
I tried. . .
I did my best to resist the urge to surrender. But, his lips were so pillowy soft, and his tongue triggered a wild, pulsing pleasure to vibrate through me.
All I could do was kiss him back.
Sure, I vowed it would only be for a second or two, but minutes passed as we tasted one another.
I lost myself.
I succumbed to the moment, sinking deeper and deeper into the kiss. His velvety tongue darted in and out of my mouth, exploring my depths.
I savored every second, each touch and sensation sending a wave of electricity throughout my entire body. My knees grew weak.
Our mouths met in a passionate embrace. Tender. Sensual. Our tongues slowly dipped into each other’s mouths.
I sucked on his bottom lip, savoring him even more. . .needing more.
His words swirled into my mind. This may end up being more than a blood bond.
That pushed me back into reality.
I pulled away from his tongue, rolled over, and lay down on the blanket. The soft fur smoothed against me. “It can’t be more than this bond, Xander. You know this.”
He leaned his head to the side. “You don’t feel the power growing between us?”
“This is your hormones and my inability to have sex for two years.” I scooted away. “Nothing else.”
Fast, he yanked me back and hovered over me. “You’ll be my queen.”
“Don’t say that.” My blood rushed through my veins at an erratic pace. My heart slammed against my chest as if I were running.
What is he doing to me?
My hands shook as I pressed my palms against his chest.
“You want me to stop touching you?”
Ambi, help me. I want him so much.
“Tell me to stop.” He began to undo the laces on my pants.
My heartbeats slowed.
I should stop him.
I bit my lip while the soft pads of his fingers traveled along the pants’ opening.
“Are you scared there could be more between us?” He slipped his hand into my panties.
“Yes.” I gasped as his fingers toyed with my swollen bud, igniting me with a fiery hunger. He fondled me and I moistened at his caress, falling into this overwhelming crescendo of pleasure.
“This isn’t just hormones.” His two fingers entered me.
“Oh.” I moaned and rocked my hips.
His fangs extended longer than before. “I would have fucked you with no mercy last night if it was just sex.”
It feels so good. Ambi, help me. It feels so good.
“Can I make love to you, Camille?”
The mere thought of making love to him ignited an inferno inside of my body that I could not quench. So much greed for him filled my heart with an all-consuming ache that I could not ignore. It waved and crashed, rolled and swelled, invading my senses.
My soul trembled with the urgent hunger.
And with no hesitation, the sad realization hit me. My heart plummeted as the truth sank in. I had to have him no matter what, even if it meant I would have to pay the devastating price of losing my family.