Total pages in book: 247
Estimated words: 231436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1157(@200wpm)___ 926(@250wpm)___ 771(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 231436 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1157(@200wpm)___ 926(@250wpm)___ 771(@300wpm)
My fingers halted. The mere idea of another touching her this way brought a brutal growl from deep within me.
Sera’s amusement sweetened the taste of her desire. Yanking on my arm, she kicked back as she twisted, curling her leg around mine.
Or she attempted to.
Done with the training, I wasn’t having it.
I had other things in mind now.
“Wrong move.” Lifting her off her feet, I turned us toward the old stone table, where her dagger was still embedded in its surface. “But I don’t think you tried very hard then, either.”
She really hadn’t.
I was stronger and faster than her, but she was far more skilled in fighting than what she now displayed.
Sera made a sweet sound as I carefully forced her upper body onto the table. Her feet barely reached the floor, causing her heart-shaped ass to rise into the air. That was also a sweet sight. She started to flip on me, but I was faster. Pressing down on her, I worked my leg between hers to prevent her from using them against me.
She could do some real damage with those muscles.
Her legs were powerful, whether she was kicking the shit out of an enemy or using that strength to clamp down on my hips.
Not wanting her far-too-delicate skin against the rough slab of the table, I worked my right arm beneath her cheek and leaned over her, trapping her between the table and me.
I breathed in her exquisite scent, letting it invade every part of my being. A low, vibrating hum emanated from my chest. The feel of her beneath me, soft, warm, and yielding, was like a miracle, filling me with sensation. One of homecoming? Of belonging? I wasn’t sure, but whatever it was, I couldn’t get enough of it—of her.
Sera may taste like sunlight, but she was more like the moon and compelled like the tides, time, and light.
I would never get enough of this feeling. Ever.
My jaw tightened with need. A throbbing pulse of lust raced to the tip of my cock. Titling my head, my breath stirred the faint wisps of hair at her temple.
I fought through the fog of rising desire and the pounding need to take control—to take her. I knew she didn’t like it when I read her emotions, but what she felt, what she could possibly be thinking, was too important for me not to. Opening my senses to her as her fingers curled against the rough stone, I searched for any signs of panic or fear, but all I found was the sharp, sultry spice of her passion. The need I felt was amplified in her, increasing with each moment I had her pinned beneath my body.
I sucked in a breath, sudden understanding hitting me as I closed off my senses to her. “You like it,” I rasped, stunned by the realization. Sera, my brave, beautiful fighter wasn’t just excited. She was highly aroused by being dominated. Surprise gave way to wonderment as I slid my hand to her hip. I’d sensed the same from her the night I’d first fed from her. I’d chalked it up to her reaction to my feeding. “You like it like this.”
Sera didn’t say anything, but I felt a faint shiver coursing through her body. There was no escaping what she felt—that spike in her arousal was so potent it broke through my shields. I knew I was right.
“I can taste your desire.” My lips brushed against her cheek. “Spicy. Smoky.” I growled as I rocked my hips against her ass. Sera shuddered. “I don’t even have to try to read you.”
Dragging my palm across her lower body, I dipped my hand between her thighs. She pushed her body against my questing fingers. “I...I do.”
Even through the pants, her heat was scorching—fucking divine—as I tried to reconcile the two vastly different sides of her that I’d only seen once before. “Why? Tell me.”
“I...” Sera moaned as I stroked her. “I don’t know.”
Little liar.
“I think you do know.” I shifted my arm, lifting my hand to the laces of her pants. I found the knot and easily loosened it. Her sigh brought a smile to my face. “Or maybe I’m wrong, and you don’t know.” I slipped my hand beneath the gap between her pants and waist, eager to get between her thighs, but I made sure to give myself time to feel her—to marvel at the warm softness of her skin, belly, and then finally lower, where she was the softest. Where she was so wet. “But I am not wrong about you liking it like this.”
Sera tipped her ass up just a little bit, a silent request I would do everything in my power to answer. I knew what she wanted. Dragging in her sweet scent, I eased a finger inside her tight heat.