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)
“I promise.”
He sat back on his heels, and I sat up. He reached around me and drew down the zipper of my dress.
Cool air brushed my back, and chills lifted across my flesh. He bunched up the material and began to slowly drag it over my head. He tossed it aside, and my chest rattled as he gazed down at me.
I didn’t have a bra on under the dress, and it left me completely bare except for black, lacy underwear.
“You have no idea, do you? What it’s like seeing you this way?”
He leaned in and started to pluck the pins out of my hair, letting it fall around my shoulders.
The fresh baby’s breath that I’d tucked into the twist earlier this morning rained around me.
“Goddess. How’s it I’m touching a goddess like this?”
My nails raked his chest, coasting all the way down until I was tugging at the button of his jeans.
“And how is it that I’m finally getting to experience this fantasy with you?”
A ridge of cockiness rode the edge of his mouth. “Going to make sure you get to experience it again and again. In every way that you’ve imagined.”
He eased off the end of the bed and hooked his fingers in my underwear as he went, and I arched as he peeled them down my legs.
Otto hissed. “Fuck me. Never have I seen something so beautiful. This fuckin’ gorgeous body laid out on my sheets. You said I was every fantasy you’ve ever had, Raven. But you are my only dream. The one wish I’d never dared to make. And now I have it in the palm of my hand.”
He let that palm slip up around my hip before he squeezed at the same time as he leaned in to inhale the flesh on my inner thigh.
Need flash-fired, a riot in the middle of the room.
Otto edged back, never looking away as he shoved his jeans off his waist. He took his underwear with them as he shucked himself free of the denim.
Then he straightened.
Naked.
So dangerously gorgeous that a wave of dizziness pummeled me.
A sharp inhale wheezed down my lungs as I took him in. His big body covered in swirling colors and designs that vibrated over that rugged, hazardous power.
My throat thickened as I took in his hard, thick cock. It sent a slick of arousal rushing to my core. Desire banged against the walls and ricocheted between us, awareness spinning and spinning.
Wrapping us whole and complete.
A bond that we’d tried to forsake but could never be broken.
Energy lashed, and my throat grew thick as he climbed back between my legs.
No barriers left to separate us.
“Can I have you like this, Raven? Bare?” he rumbled, like he had direct access to my thoughts. “Promise you, I’ve never been with anyone else like this.”
“I know,” I murmured because I did. I knew this was different. I knew neither of us had experienced anything like this before.
Maybe he’d been touched a million times, had a million other women, but he’d never had me.
And still, caution filled his gaze as he swept his fingers through my center before he slowly pressed two inside. Gauging me as he drew them in and out. Making sure I was ready.
No question since I was soaked.
Then he gathered me up, took one of my hands and threaded our fingers together, and curled me fully into the safety of his arms.
Nose to nose and breath to breath.
I could feel the blunt head of his cock perched at my center, and the air locked in my lungs.
“Are you sure, Moonflower? Last chance before I make this body mine.”
My nod was frantic, and my heart beat wild. Something that wasn’t quite fear fluttered beneath the surface of my skin.
The thrill of the moment when you were stepping right up to the edge. The shaky exhilaration when you were looking out over a vast horizon and saw the beauty laid out beneath. Knowing you could never truly experience the completion of it without fully stepping into it.
That one last second before you jumped.
“Take it.”
Every part of him darkened as he slowly started to nudge himself inside me. Lines were carved deep into the harsh angles of his face, muscles flexing taut, his nostrils flaring with the care he took.
All while my breaths turned short and choppy as he slowly, slowly spread me.
Fire licked a path up my spine and flamed through my being.
I struggled to adjust to the size of him. The stretch blissfully painful.
The toys I’d played with had done absolutely nothing to prepare me for the feel of him, not that I’d expected they would.
No comparison to this man.
My nails sank into his shoulder, and I gasped and clawed at him as he broke me apart and filled me full.
Otto kept watching me. Carefully. Tenderly beneath all the brawn that rippled and pulsed.