Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
“You want to know how I feel, Raven? You want to know if my heart fuckin’ bleeds every time I look at you? You want to know if I toss at night thinking about holding you in my arms?”
My brow pinched in emphasis. “You are the first thought I have when I open my eyes in the morning and the last one before I go to sleep. You are the thunder in my veins and the chaos in my spirit. You are everything I want and the one thing I’m not supposed to have.”
I took a single step toward her, voice going gruff. “What I feel for you is endless, Raven Tayte. So, you want me to tell you exactly what that means?”
My hand fisted against the center of my chest. “It means I’m so fuckin’ in love with you, so fuckin’ gone for you, that there’s no chance my world could spin right without you in it. So fuckin’ in love with you that I feel like I’m ripping apart every time I look at you. You are my heart, and that’s the truth.”
Moisture blurred her eyes, and her delicate throat bobbed as she swallowed, and there was absolutely nothing I could do.
No restraint left.
No barrier high or wide enough that could hold me back.
I stormed across the space separating us, and one second later, I had my girl in my arms.
FORTY-THREE
RAVEN
The ground trembled as Otto swept me off my feet. A grunt ripped up his throat as I wrapped my legs around his waist and curled myself around his big, beautiful body.
“Otto,” I whimpered, and in a flash, he had one arm locked around my waist and the fingers of his other hand tangled up in the twist I had in my hair.
His mouth crushed against mine in a landslide of desperation.
His lips demanding and his tongue beseeching.
In a passion and need so intense it crashed through my veins. The same way as his.
A life-beat that pounded through our beings.
I thought I’d known it all along. Sure that I’d felt the yearning locked tight within him, but I’d never been able to sense the magnitude of it until right then.
“Love you, Raven,” he mumbled against my mouth, his hand twining tighter in my hair as he carried me across the kitchen and toward his bedroom. “Love you so much. I can’t keep it back any longer.”
“Don’t. Don’t keep it back. Don’t keep it from me.”
“Won’t. Won’t ever again.”
Joy saturated my spirit, and I arched into him, rubbing myself against his hard, packed body as he started up the three steps.
Rather than walk through the door, he pinned me to the wall next to it.
His big body covered mine like a shroud.
He pressed his hard cock to my center as he kissed me into disorder.
Madness took us over as we clawed and yanked at each other, anything to get the other closer.
“You’re mine, Raven. Always have been.” It was a growl of possession as his lips roamed from my mouth to my jaw and down my neck.
My head rocked back against the wall to give him better access, and my fingers dove into the short pieces of his hair.
“Just like you’ve always been mine.”
It whipped out of me.
An unmitigated claim.
He edged back for the flash of a second. A wicked storm glinted in the depths of his blue, blue eyes. “Yeah, darlin’. You’ve always had me enchanted.”
He hiked me up again, his kiss potent.
Exquisite.
Though I felt the tiniest bit of hesitation as he stopped right in the doorway.
He edged back to look at me.
His voice was low as he warned, “This is gonna change everything.”
“The second you touched me last night, it already did.”
“And now that you have me, there’s no going back.”
A desirous sound got out of me as he edged into the hazy light of his bedroom. Twilight had taken to the heavens, scattering fading pink wisps and sparkling diamonds that floated through the air.
Otto’s boots thudded heavily across the floor, and one hand glided down and up under my skirt before one of those big hands was palming my bottom.
I whimpered and rocked myself against his abdomen. “Please.”
“There will be no begging tonight, Raven. Gonna give you everything you need.”
Without putting me down, he leaned over and grabbed the comforter and dragged it all the way off before he carefully laid me in the middle of the soft gray sheets.
He remained at the end of the bed. The man a pillar that stared down at me.
A dark defender. Brute strength and bulky intimidation.
But I’d never felt safer. Never felt safer than in the sanctuary of this man.
My burly bear.
I writhed in antsy anticipation. I still had on my heels, and they were planted on the mattress, my hips arching from the bed and sending my skirt to bunch up high on my thighs.