Whispers of the Raven Read Online Tiana Laveen

Categories Genre: Contemporary, Forbidden Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 108342 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 542(@200wpm)___ 433(@250wpm)___ 361(@300wpm)
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Slipping out of her warm cocoon, he caught her wrist.

“You wanna strangle me, woman? That was your little surprise, huh?”

“Yup.”

“Well, I’ve got an even better one for you!”

He began dragging her across the room as she kicked and screamed. Grabbing two thick steel chains he used to secure certain work parts and tools to the wall, he wrapped her wrists together with them. She fought and struggled, sinking her teeth into his shoulder, but he barely felt it as his adrenaline rushed and his sexual excitement soared. He understood her kinks, the beautifully strange shit that turned her on. She wanted to kick. Gag. Beat. Plead. He wanted to deny her pleasure until the very last second… Make her beg for sweet relief.

He coiled the thick chains over a metal loop jammed into the wall and strung her up like a planter. Her eyes were wild as she yelled at him, then she broke out in a burst of choppy laughter as he turned up the radio yet again. He placed his finger up to his lips.

“Shhhh…. I don’t want to hear another yell from you. Only whispers. If you scream again, I’m going to hurt you, baby. Give you something to really scream about…”

“Fuck you, Nikolai.” She winked, then burst into a nasty bout of laughter. Daring him. Calling his bluff.

“You’ve got a dirty mouth.” He gripped her chin, squeezing it hard.

“Why don’t you help me with that problem then… make me choke on a fat, hard dick?”

Dark peepers turned to slits as a flash of anger stabbed her eyes and she gnashed her teeth. He grabbed a cold, thin metal bolt, and rubbed it all over her tit, making the nipple stand to attention. Picking up a second one, he did the same until he was able to sit the bolts on her breasts to frame her big, hard, dark nipples with a silver glow. He flicked one with his finger, making her wince.

Unable to resist, he engulfed one nipple with his eager mouth, tasting the delicious bud of her flesh, mixing in with the flavor of the iron. He went to the other and his dick grew impossibly harder as he felt her trying to kick and knee him, to no avail. He sucked her nipples harder, licking and lapping them, enjoying the way she pleaded and trembled from a soft orgasm that beautifully showed across her face.

After he’d had his fill, he slid off the bolts and looked leisurely into her eyes. The bolts hit the floor, sounding much like tinkling coins. Then, he gently swept her hair away from her face.

“Look at you… a beautifully tormented, delectable mess. I was going to shove my dick down your throat, but that would be awkward, considering you’re strung up against the wall like this. Don’t worry, I’ll make you suck it later. Aren’t you striking…” He stroked her face as she looked sleepily into his eyes. “You’re a gorgeous monster.”

She grinned at his words, and greedily accepted his finger as he plunged it into her mouth. She slurped on it hungrily, as passionate as she had when she performed head.

“I know your secrets, baby… your pain. I know every damn thing about you. You’re an intelligent, caring cop, a private investigator whose curiosity gets the better of her, time and time again. You have a stellar reputation and gumption, and secretly like to be fucked out your gotdamn mind by big men with big dreams, big brains, and big dicks… You moved here to Portland to find peace. Maybe even run from yourself a little bit, too… But what a shame… because all you found… was me.”

He knocked her legs apart with his knee, forced them around his waist, gripped his dick, and speared deep inside of her in a harsh upward thrust. She jeered and yelled, her beautiful screams echoing throughout the enclosure… music to his ears. Each lunge was deeper than the last. Harder and faster… Blood pumping, warm lips touching… tears of ecstasy streaming… resolves dying.

A strange and bitter jealousy brewed inside of him as he fucked her ruthlessly. He couldn’t even fathom her with another. To him, there should be no one after him, ever again.

“I want you so badly… I love it when you kill my pussy and love me at the same time… You make my heart feel safe.” She trembled, and then, he felt it—the warm streaming of an orgasm kissing her thighs and varnishing his dick.

“You’re mine, Porsche. You were mine before you met me. You’ll be mine tomorrow, next year, and a million moons from now.”

A succession of slow, shivery kisses between them liquefied his soul as she melted against him, the chains rattling while their bodies locked together.

Her lips parted his in a soul-grabbing embrace. After the kiss, he rested his forehead against hers, his jaw painfully tight. He swallowed his own voice as his pulse raced.


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