Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 122216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122216 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
“I won’t run,” she breathes as I bite her nipple. “I’ll never run from you again.”
I reach down and squeeze her ass as I pound inside her, feeling every bit of her sweet skin as I make her mine again and again. “Promise me, pretty eyes. Promise me you’re mine.”
“I promise.” She works with me, our rhythm fast and deep. “Yours, Charles.”
Fuck, that sounds so good coming from her. My cock stiffens even more as I surge deep. When I push my hand between us and stroke her clit, she tenses and falls over the cliff of her orgasm almost instantly. I follow her down, my cock kicking inside her, giving her my seed as I give her my undying love.
We fall into a heap of heavy breathing and sweat, the blanket thrown aside as we lie together, my cock still inside her as we catch our breath.
“Why do you feel so good?” she whispers, amazement coating her words.
“Because I belong to you, Clover. I was made for you.” I kiss her forehead, then her mouth. A leisurely caress of our tongues that manages to stoke the fire higher inside me until I’m at half-mast. She’s warm and pliable beneath me, her tongue adventurous and wanting. I can’t get enough. I never will.
I thrust a little, my cock almost ready, and that’s when a perimeter alarm sounds.
13
CLOVER
“Ahhh! The story of my life.” As painful as it is to pull away from Charles, I have to.
“Perimeter alarm,” he says.
“They’ve found us,” I mutter as I pull my clothes on. I don’t think there is anywhere in the whole world the paparazzi couldn't find us. They always find Aurora one way or another.
“Who?” Charles asks, pulling on his own clothes.
“It’s either the paparazzi or obsessed Kent.” I pull my shoes on, looking up at Charles. “Or could it be someone that’s after you?”
“Doubtful. Things have been quiet around here. Well, until—”
“A popstar and her crew came crashing into your life?”
“Something like that.” He agrees with me but with a smile. He doesn't seem worried at all about whatever it is that might be out there. I watch as he grabs a gun. He fastens one down by his ankle and the other to his back. Even with the added chore of strapping himself with weapons, he’s gotten dressed faster than I have.
“Drones were circling,” Diego informs us as we descend the stairs. He’s got what I’m guessing is a sniper rifle in his hand. “I took them all out.”
“It was hot,” Aurora says, popping her head out from behind Diego. I hadn't noticed Aurora at first. The man is giant. Aurora bites her bottom lip and looks up at Diego. I swear I see little hearts dancing over her head. I’ve never once seen her interested in a man. She always says she didn't want the attention that came with it. I think she just doesn’t want someone to want her for her fame. She doesn’t want to drag anyone into a life in the spotlight. I know she loves what she does, but she hates the lack of privacy that comes with it.
My eyes shift back and forth between the two of them. Diego actually looks afraid of Aurora. Most men are trying to get closer to her. He looks like he wants to run. I’m guessing Diego had no clue who Aurora was before we all came crashing into their lives.
“There are vehicles coming up the road. They’re not far from the main gate,” Tiernan says as he enters the main space of the lodge. He’s got Daphne by the arm. I don’t think he’s let her out of his sight since he laid eyes on her.
“If you don’t stop manhandling me, I’m going to cut off the one thing that makes you a man.” Daphne pulls at her arm, but he still doesn't let go. He only looks down at her with a smirk on his face.
“I think we’ve been found.” I tell Daphne the obvious.
“I swear I was fucking careful. At least I thought I was.” Daphne’s face is filled with remorse. Tiernan doesn't look like he believes her. I didn't think for one second that she brought them here. Why would she? She wants the exclusive story. Daphne is competitive; there is no way she would have risked someone else getting the scoop.
Charles runs a hand down his face. I’m starting to see that he and I are alike in a lot of ways. In the same way I watch out for the girls he watches out for his men.
Everyone is here but Bells and Barrow. I’m guessing he hasn’t alerted her to what is going on because he wants her to continue to rest, which is for the best. Bells has a bit of a temper, and she gets excited easily. More so than the rest of us.