Total pages in book: 132
Estimated words: 125465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 627(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 125465 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 627(@200wpm)___ 502(@250wpm)___ 418(@300wpm)
And he feels it. “Oh fuck, Scarlet. You’re squeezing my cock so tight, milking me.”
His hips move faster, in and out, in and out, quicker with every beat of my heart. I’m so wet, the sounds my body makes as he enters me should embarrass me, but they only add to the pleasure.
“Fuck, I knew this moment would be worth the wait. You’re so perfect,” Ren praises with a rabid look in his eyes, and all I can do is hold on as he plunges inside me, each stroke sinking its claws deeper into my core.
Pain spreads through my abdomen when he picks up his pace. I ignore it, pushing it to the back of my mind.
“I don’t think I can stop myself from fucking you the way I want to.” His white teeth are bared, and I can tell he’s still holding back. A whimper escapes me, and his lips descend on mine a moment later as he fucks me into oblivion, every thrust opening up something dark and sinister inside me.
Sweat forms against our bodies, and I’m not sure how much longer I can take the ache in my core; though fluttering with bits of pleasure, it still burns with every thrust.
I break the kiss and look into his eyes. “Ren. I don’t know how much longer I can go.”
Gritting his teeth, he pushes harder, my body moving up the mattress—the only thing keeping me in place is his hold on me.
“Shit, fuck. I’m going to come. I’m going to come inside your pussy, inside my pussy.” I don’t miss the claim and hide my wince of pain by biting the inside of my cheek hard enough that I taste blood.
Throwing his head back, he lets out a roar that threatens to break my eardrums. He twitches deep inside me, and a wave of warmth spreads through my center. After a moment, he presses a gentle kiss on my clammy forehead and falls to the side, leaving me all at once.
He’s not gone long. I’m too limp and sedated to resist the pull of his arms. He gathers me up in them, my head resting against his chest, and I have the satisfaction of listening to his deep, happy sigh.
If I could only freeze us here, at this exact moment, for eternity.
When everything is perfect. When the world consists of the two of us and no one else. I’ve never been this happy, never knew it was possible to feel this deep sense of belonging. Fulfillment. I know who I am, where I want to be, and what I want to be doing as frequently as possible. In every possible way. Something tells me Ren won’t mind. I smile at the thought and snuggle closer to him, practically purring like a cat stretched out in the sun.
Reality comes crashing in all at once when a strange, wet sensation between my thighs reminds me of what he did.
What is now dripping out of me.
Terror grabs hold of me.
Oh god. “Ren. You came inside me.”
He snorts, then groans, his breath stirring my hair as his hand rubs gentle circles on my arm. “You’re right, I did, and I’ll do it again and again.”
Is that pride in his voice?
Does he not understand the depth of what I’m trying to say?
“I’m not on birth control yet. You can’t do that.” I release a sharp exhale.
“I can’t? You’re telling me what I can and can’t do? Especially when it comes to you? No. I’m clean, angel, and haven’t had sex for a very long time, and I refuse to let anything come between us. There will be no barriers when I take you. I’d rather take the risk of getting you pregnant.”
“I’m just saying,” I blurt out while dread begins rising at the edge in his voice. “I’d love a family, but—”
“But nothing. When you let me take you, we became one. I’ll cherish you, care for you, and protect you at any cost, but I will always come inside your pussy. It can’t be any other way. Won’t be.”
He smiles lovingly at me and is almost heartbreakingly gentle as he strokes my hair, the strands running through his fingers. “I told you, there’s no going back once I claim you. I intend to make you mine in every way possible. Getting you pregnant is high on my priority list, right beside marrying you.”
On the one hand, the fact that he’s even thinking along those lines is enough to make my pulse race. A future. A family. The two of us. I can almost see it in my head, so close I could reach out and touch it.
On the other hand, I wonder if I’m ever going to get a choice in when these milestones occur.
Who am I kidding? Women in our world rarely get a choice.