Series: Willow Winters
Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 60207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
With his eyes piercing mine, he tells me, “There are things you do not understand.”
“Then make me understand.”
His hardened expression cracks and a smirk shows itself. “I intend to, but until then, stay away from my brothers and the women.”
With a single nod, I reluctantly agree...for now.
EPILOGUE
Kara
Three Years Later
“Hmmm.” Drowsily, I lift my eyes as Drago’s hand runs down my swollen belly. A soft smile plays at my lips. Stretching in the warmth of our bed I murmur, “Good morning, my love.”
“Morning, my treasure.” The bed groans as he leans over and kisses my neck, that sensitive spot just under my ear, and then my belly and the love in his action makes my body lean into him, wanting more. I spend each and every day craving his touch and I’ve never felt so complete.
With his touch, desire coils and I scissor my legs feeling a low burning need spiraling in my core. A rumble of approval purrs from his plump lips as he hovers his body over mine. His forearms rest on either side of my head as he leans down to kiss me. I part my legs and wrap them around him. My heels dig into his ass and try to push him toward me.
He resists.
I pout as prettily as I can. “Drago, I need you.” I bat my eyes and lift my shoulders up so I can give him a quick kiss. His low, rough chuckle ignites the flames buried deep within me. I say his name like a plea, “Drago.”
“What is it that you need?”
“You know.” I nip his bottom lip and lower my voice. “You know exactly what I need.”
He rocks his already hard erection into my heat and pulls back again. “You’re damn right I know what you need.” He leans down and whispers into my ear. His warm breath sends shivers down my body, hardening my nipples and sending a wave of arousal between my legs. “I want to hear you beg me to fuck you.”
I don’t even hesitate. “Drago, please.” I stare into his dark eyes. “Please Drago, fuck me and make me yours in every way.” I’m rewarded with the sexiest groan I’ve ever heard as he buries his head in my neck and rocks himself into me again.
The thin lace between us is shredded instantly. He tosses the scrap of material to the floor. I don’t even know why I bother. His thick fingers dip into me as he pulls back and stares into my eyes. “That’s my good girl.” He puts his finger into his mouth and sucks. My head falls back against the pillow as his eyes slowly close and he groans that sexy fucking sound again.
He slowly sinks into me, his wide girth stretching my walls. My back bows as I gasp from his size. Fuck, I’ll never get accustomed to him. He seems to know what I’m thinking. A sexy grin forms on his face as he pushes himself in to the hilt and stills.
“So fucking good.” He licks up my neck and nips my chin. His hands grip my hips, and he tilts me and holds me right where he wants me as pulls out slowly and pushes himself all the way to the hilt. There’s slight relief as he pulls out, but my body begs for more. “Maybe I should make you come like this.” My eyes fly open as he continues to tease me. “I’ll fuck you deep and slow.” I shake my head. I want him hard and deep. I want that primal desire in his eyes as he loses himself and fucks me like he owns me.
“I want my beast of a mate.”
Drago chuckles, deep and masculine, as he pulls out. He stares between us, watching his dick move in and out with nothing but lust in his eyes. His lips part and his breaths come in short pants as he stills deep inside of me. My body writhes beneath him, wanting to move away from the intense pleasure, but needing more. I wish he’d fuck me like I’m used to. I need to come. Each slow thrust brings me closer. Yet I’m so far away.
“Please Drago.” The words fall out of my mouth easily and without consent.
“Please what?” I smile at his question and then moan into the air as he pushes himself into me again. My back bows again and my head tilts and pushes into the mattress.
“Please make me come.” I can barely breathe the words.
“I am.” If I had the energy, I’d smack him. Instead I’m useless as my fists clench the sheets and my nails dig in, desperately hanging on to the edge of the cliff.
“Please Drago!” He pulls out slowly and I finally breathe out a breath I didn’t know I was holding. While I have the opportunity, I dig my nails into his arms and pull myself up to kiss him. My tongue dives into his mouth. Our warm breath mingles and our tongues massage one another. He groans deep and low. “Please fuck me Drago. Hard, Drago. Be rough with me.” It’s not the first time I’ve had to beg him. Ever since I’ve become pregnant with his young, he’s been gentler. But if I beg him, he gives me exactly what I need. And right now, I need the beast I’ve grown to love.