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)
Raven barely breathing.
And Haddie…
Haddie…
I gasped through the blade of agony that speared through my chest, and I pulled the bottle back to my lips, sucked it down before I muttered, “One left, Haddie. One monster left.”
I’d wanted to be the one who’d taken out all seven of them. Wanted to be the one who’d enacted this revenge.
The first four had gotten lucky and had been taken out by a rival MC back in LA. I still wanted to rage when I thought about the way it’d gone down. The night I’d hunted all seven of them. The night they all should’ve died but it’d been me who’d ended up with a gun pointed to my head.
The raid that had happened at exactly the right moment, the spray of bullets that had come from out of nowhere.
But this…this would have to suffice. Would have to be enough to fill the void that had been carved out in the middle of me.
“One more, Haddie. One more and you rest.” The words were garbled as I repeated them into the cab of my truck.
But it was the face of Raven gliding behind my closed lids that had me finally getting out of my truck, no clue how much time had passed while I’d been sitting there. She’d be long asleep, but I wanted to be close to her. Let the beauty that she exuded seep through the bedroom wall to wrap me in a disordered embrace.
I staggered for the interior stairs.
My brain was fuzzy. The torment dulled but distinct.
I was as quiet as possible as I let myself into the weeping shadows of the living area. The moon was just bright enough to toss glittering silver dust through the room, and I shuffled across the floor to the couch, barely able to remain upright with the amount of alcohol that slugged through my veins.
I prayed to God that I’d just pass out.
Be taken away from this day.
Given a reprieve from the horrors and the atrocities.
The ones committed then and the ones I was committing now.
No choice left but to see this through.
I was just getting ready to faceplant onto the cushions when a cold slick of ice slithered down my spine when I heard it.
A moan.
It whipped through my head and tugged at my spirit.
I turned and fumbled that way just as I heard a low whimper as I climbed the steps. One followed by my name.
“Otto.”
I hurried forward and tore the door open so I could get to her. So I could erase her pain. Hold a small piece of what had been perpetuated against her.
Only I skidded to a stop, throwing my back against the wall as I tried to process what I was seeing.
I blinked through the intoxication.
Thinking I had to be imagining things.
This fantasy too fuckin’ real.
Raven laid out in the middle of my bed with her legs spread as she drove a toy into her pussy.
She moaned again, lifting her hips from the bed as she fucked herself with the vibrator.
I was slammed by a rogue wave of lust.
An avalanche that knocked me upside down.
“Fuck,” I hissed as I pressed myself harder against the wall like I might be able to hook myself to it.
A gasp raked out of Raven and her head popped up. Inky eyes went wide when she saw me standing there gaping at her like a deranged, sick fuck.
But I couldn’t move.
Couldn’t move when her tongue swept over her lips. She paused for only a moment before she started thrusting that toy deep into that sweet cunt again.
She was completely bare from the waist down, though she had on one of my tees that basically swallowed her except for where she was spread wide.
Moonlight poured in through the window and lit her like a dream.
She’d shifted enough that I could see the toy had a nub that hit her clit with each plunge, and she was making all these breathy sounds as she kept stroking it between her thighs as she watched me.
“Otto,” she whimpered, but she still didn’t stop, and she was tweaking at her fabric-covered nipple as she kept working herself into a writhing, messy pile. Clearly, she was racing toward an orgasm that I could see glimmering all around her.
“Fuck, Raven…” I scrubbed a palm over my face to break up the disorder. To give myself some clarity. To fucking come back down to this godforsaken plane where I didn’t get to do this. Where I didn’t get to watch this goddess come undone in the middle of my bed.
It snapped me back enough that I wheezed, “Fuck, didn’t mean to barge in like this. I thought…I thought you were having a dream.”
“Maybe that’s what I’m doing…dreaming.” She whispered it in a seductive tone as she kept driving that toy into all her slick heat.