Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 62811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 62811 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 314(@200wpm)___ 251(@250wpm)___ 209(@300wpm)
“I had my reasons, and it’s not anything that’s important right now with everything we’re already dealing with,” I state. Annoyance flickers over his face, but he doesn’t say anything. Besides, even if I tell them, I doubt they’ll even believe me. “And considering Tristan hasn’t bombarded his way in here, I’m assuming you haven’t told him yet.” The muscle in his jaw ticks, which is enough answer for me. “I thought so.”
“Let’s not get away from the main point about you hiding who you are,” he says, his voice stern. “That was really fucked up, Cleo. We could’ve…we could’ve seriously hurt you.”
“That wasn’t on me. I don’t know why my name was so important to begin with. You were only supposed to take my virginity and be on your way.”
“That would’ve been the case had you not reacted the way you did,” he reminds me. While I want to argue, I know that he’s right.
“Well, I’m sorry, but I had my reasons.” I wrap my arms around myself. “I didn’t want you guys to find out. I hadn’t seen you two in so long…it would’ve been awkward to have a family reunion while you were taking my virginity.”
He stares at me so long that I shuffle my weight from foot to foot as I grow nervous. A multitude of different things pass over his face before he visibly relaxes in front of me.
“Even though I can’t forgive you and have been mad as hell at you for this last stunt, I can’t help but to be drawn to you.” He holds my gaze and the sincerity in it nearly takes my breath away. “I missed you, Cleo.”
Every wall that I’ve tried to keep up comes tumbling down and tears burn my eyes as a result.
“I…I missed you, too, Talon,” I murmur. “And I’m sorry things happened that way. I just—”
He cuts off the rest of my sentence by pressing his lips to mine, slipping his tongue into my mouth with such passion that my lungs nearly collapse. I allow myself to melt against him, relishing, and the way his hands move down my body. Our clothes disappear into a pile at our feet, and he effortlessly picks me up and carries me back to my couch without much protest from me.
After my first experience with sex, I actually thought I would be too afraid to attempt it again. But for some reason, I trust Talon enough to know that he won’t hurt me.
As if he was reading my mind, his mouth opens with gentle words. “I’m so sorry about what happened in hell, let me show you how amazing sex can feel. Let me make you feel good.”
I nod my head slightly before I force myself to relax as he kisses down my body. I try not to think about everything that happened to me in Hell. But before any bad memories have a chance to form, pleasure blooms through the pit of my gut when Talon takes my clit into his mouth.
“Oh my god.” I gasp, immediately threading my fingers through his soft hair. My hips roll of their own volition in an effort to chase the pleasure coursing through my bloodstream. Every swipe of his tongue seems to melt away all the pain that I buried in my memories from last week.
“So sweet for me, Kitten,” he murmurs into my wet flesh, the vibrations of his words sending chills up my spine. I moan in response, and my back arches when he slips two fingers inside of me. A part of my brain knows this is wrong, but he also feels so perfectly right. Being with Talon feels perfectly right.
And as he continues to lick and suck between my legs, I simply let go and enjoy them for what it is.
TRISTAN
After not hearing from Talon all day, I start to become a little worried.
It’s not like him to fall off the map and not even check in once. He’s been moody as fuck for the last week, more than usual that even everyone around us notices. Something happened the night we took Kitten to the hospital, but he refuses to tell me what it is.
We’re still no closer to finding out who the hell she is, and it’s taking everything in me to not go up to Purgatory and beat the information out of Lucian. Unfortunately, this is one of those moments where we have to play the long game of things. As long as we know where she is at all times, we should be fine for now.
I take my phone from my pocket and check his location. I stare at the small dot on my screen, my jaw clenching when I realize he’s at her apartment. Jealousy warms my chest for a reason I can’t pinpoint. Why the fuck should I care about this woman if she’s potentially out to threaten my family? But then I remember the way her pussy felt wrapped around my cock. The way her silky throat swallowed me. How she whimpered and begged in a way that made me want to explode over her face.