Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33504 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 134(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
The flannel shirt came off, and he had no choice but to let her go.
He licked his fingers that had been inside her, tasting her sweet cream. She was so fucking beautiful. He couldn’t get enough of her.
Underneath his flannel was a t-shirt, and before he got a chance to even touch her, she had tugged that off his head and tossed it to the floor.
When she got to his jeans, he had time to touch her, to explore her body, and he was going to explore every inch of her. Stroking his hands down her body, he cupped her tits, teasing across the nipples, then down toward her ass, pulling her in close.
Astrid opened the belt, followed by the button, tugging it open as she did so. After that, she went for the zipper of his jeans, pulling it right down. She pulled out of his arms, to pull down his pants so they fell to the floor. As they did, she was on her knees before him, and Lord wasn’t prepared for her to suddenly grip his cock and slide her lips over his length. It felt so damn good. He closed his eyes and winced at the sheer pleasure of her mouth. It was better than he could have ever imagined. She felt so amazing.
And she sunk down onto his length, but he didn’t want to come inside her mouth. He did not have complete control, and he had no choice but to pull her away, and he went to his knees beside her. Grabbing her hips, he got her into position on her knees, and he spread her thighs, reaching between her, to touch her. She cried out. She was so wet.
Gripping his cock, he lined the tip up with her entrance, and then, inch by inch, he sunk inside her, making her take every inch of him, and then more so. She cried out, as he got to the last couple of inches, he held onto her waist and pulled her onto his length, so he sunk to the hilt inside her.
The moan that escaped her was precious music to his ears. She sounded so good, and her pussy felt even better.
Mine.
That word kept ringing in his head, and he didn’t want it to stop.
Astrid was his. He knew that now, more than ever. She belonged to him.
They were mates, and he would never let her go.
Chapter Eleven
Two Days Later
Lord didn’t like this feeling.
He woke up, looked around the bedroom, and Astrid was nowhere to be seen. Something wasn’t right. He couldn’t quite put his finger on the reason why.
Throwing the blankets off his body, he padded to the window, looking out over the snow-covered ground. It was late in the morning, and this wasn’t like him to sleep in.
“Astrid!”
There was no response.
He left the bedroom and checked on her room. There was no sign of her, but the scent of vanilla was heavy in the air. Quickly, he rushed downstairs. She was not in the sitting room, and as he got to the kitchen, he saw the stove was on, and smoke was coming from a pan. Astrid was on the floor, completely passed out.
Lord first turned off the stove, and then he looked at Astrid. She was still breathing, and he checked her pulse, which was fine, as far as he could tell.
“Fuck!”
He had never felt this sense of panic before. All of his life, he knew what to do.
Rushing back to his room, he felt his wolf taking over, wanting to get the cell phone. He pulled up Blake’s number and dialed. It went straight to voicemail.
“No, fucking no, do not do this to me. Do not do this to me today. Not today.” He glared at his cell phone as he knelt by Astrid’s side. “Come on, baby, what is wrong?”
He smelled and he was sure she was sick. She had to be sick, she was passed out cold. Didn’t the shows say he wasn’t to move the human? What the fuck! He didn’t know what the hell he was doing.
Pressing Blake’s number, he put it on speakerphone as it actually rang this time. It took five rings for Blake to answer, and the man actually sounded like he had woken him up.
“Dude, this had better be important. Do you know I never sleep in?” Blake asked.
“Astrid is out cold on the kitchen floor.”
“Wait? What? What did you do?”
Blake went from sounding sleepy to high alert.
“I didn’t do anything. What do I do? I don’t ... I’m a wolf. We don’t go out cold like this and if we do, we tend to know what to do. Do I move her?”
“Shit, I don’t know. Uh, if she’s on the kitchen floor, that’s cold, right?”
“Can you get a doctor out here?” Lord asked.