Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 123779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 619(@200wpm)___ 495(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123779 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 619(@200wpm)___ 495(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
“You can do it, my little dreamer,” he murmurs as his hands frame my cheeks and tip my head back. His eyes drift over my face, then he leans down and presses a tender kiss to my lips. “You’re so fucking strong it amazes me.”
“I don’t feel strong,” I admit as I grip hold of his forearms. My face crumbles, and I’m unable to stop the tears.
Raighne deepens the kiss, his warmth engulfing me, and I’m hit by a tsunami of relief.
He consumes me in a way that forces me to focus only on him. In this moment, there’s no destruction, no horror, no death. There’s only the incredible love he feels for me.
“Oh. Sorry,” Sarah interrupts us, and when Raighne pulls away, the shadows pour so fast back into my mind I sway like a zombie for a moment.
“I just wanted to give Alchera some clean clothes,” Sarah says. “Doug and Jason are making something to eat.”
“Thank you,” Raighne replies as he takes the clothes from her.
“Dylan’s given one of his clean shirts for you to wear. Hopefully it will fit,” she tells Raighne while I sit frozen on the side of the bed as my destructive emotions bombard me.
“Thanks,” Raighne grumbles while wrapping his fingers around the back of my neck. His touch is instantly soothing, and my eyes drift shut for a few seconds.
“I thought you’d like to know Lydia is doing okay under the circumstances,” she informs us.
“That’s good to hear,” Raighne replies, his thumb skimming over my skin.
“Is Alchera okay?” Sarah asks.
“She just needs rest,” he murmurs.
Sarah nods, giving me a worried look before she leaves.
With the clean clothes in one hand, Raighne slips his arm around me and pulls me from the bed. “Come. Let’s get cleaned up.”
I let him steer me to the bathroom, and completely drained I just stand and watch as he sets the clothes down on the counter. He opens the faucets, and while the water warms up, he comes to stand in front of me. When he takes hold of my shirt, I lift my arms so he can tug the blood-stained fabric over my head.
As Raighne undresses me, I glance down and take in all the scars on my body. The gunshot wound has closed up, the swollen skin red with a blue tinge around it.
Steam starts to fill the bathroom while Raighne quickly strips out of his clothes. My eyes drift over his chest, and I watch as the strength ripples beneath his skin with every movement.
I would’ve been dead by now if it weren’t for Raighne.
He shakes his head as he moves closer until our bodies touch. Cupping the back of my head with one of his hands, he locks eyes with me. “No, you’d still be alive. In a fuck-ton of pain, but alive. You’re so much stronger than you give yourself credit for.”
Slowly, I shake my head. “You’re my strength. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
His eyes soften on me. “You’ll never have to find out. I live and die for you.” He closes the distance between us, and when his mouth takes mine in a tender kiss, his voice is a soothing balm in my mind, “Only you.”
As his lips nip and massage mine, sending tingles through my mind and body, he moves us into the shower.
The warm spray falling over us feels amazing, and standing on my toes, I wrap my arms around Raighne’s neck. The kiss deepens, and with Raighne filling every inch of my worn-out mind, a relieved sob escapes me.
He increases the intensity of his assault on the shadows inside me, and lifting me up against his body, he pushes me back against the tiles.
I wrap my legs around his waist, desperately needing to be as close to him as possible.
I feel him position his cock at my entrance, and when he slowly pushes into me, his hands grip my butt, and his body squashes mine against the tiles.
Caged in by Raighne and with him filling my mind and soul, all I can do is feel as his cock pushes inch by inch deeper into me.
The sensation is so intense I stop breathing and cling to him with all my strength.
By the time he’s buried all the way inside me, our breaths are already rushing over our lips. He pulls slightly back so he can meet my eyes, and seeing the look of absolute love and devotion on his face, I can’t keep the tears from falling.
The moment between us is so intense that I’m completely overwhelmed by the good emotions I desperately need.
My tone is hoarse as I whisper, “I love you so much.”
“You’re my entire being, Alchera.”
As Raighne’s mouth finds mine in a kiss that touches the deepest parts of my soul, his hard length pulls out of me before slowly pushing back inside.