Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 55221 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55221 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
I moan, and he swallows it, kissing me into oblivion as he slowly enters me fully. When I feel like I’m going to break, to burst at the seams, he pulls back and slides in again. The friction, the delicious heat—I angle my hips up, taking him deeper.
He reaches down and grabs my hip, pinning me down as he slides in and out. Leaning back, he looks down at where we’re joined and pushes in slowly.
“Look at how you take me. Made for me. Only me.” He thrusts faster, each hit making my heart beat harder, my body coiling around its pleasure like a snake.
Cupping my breast with his other hand, he works his hips against me, slamming deeper as I brace my hands against the headboard.
Overcome by him, by the hard lines of his body, by the way he greedily watches his cock sliding in and out of me. My toes curl when he squeezes my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, but when I try to get more of that perfect contact on my clit, his grip on my hip tightens.
He smirks at me then leans down and captures my other nipple in his mouth.
I arch and writhe, but still he doesn’t let me move. Doesn’t stop fucking me at his pace even as he lashes my nipple with his tongue.
“Valen!” I say his name like a plea and a curse. “I need—”
He thrusts hard and deep. “I know what you need. I can give it to you.”
“I—”
“Tell me you’re mine.” He drags his fangs along my nipple. “Tell me, kedves verem.”
His bite is sudden and so, so good. I arch, pressing my breast into his mouth as pleasure and pain mix into that heady concoction that only Valen can give. I’m drowning in it, in him, as he draws at my breast, his tongue laving my nipple as he takes and gives. Still thrusting, keeping me at the edge of my release with each slide of his cock and stroke of his tongue.
I cry out in frustration, my nails digging into his shoulders. “Valen, please!”
“Tell me, my treasure, and I’ll let you come.” He licks my breast and kisses to my throat. “Tell me,” he whispers.
The hum in my veins grows, like the roar of an ocean rushing toward shore. I can’t fight this any longer, can’t deny what I feel, what I know.
He presses deeper, sending a shudder of pleasure through me, his lips at my throat.
“I’m yours.”
He bites hard, his fangs going deep as he releases my hip. I’m lost in his bite, in the feel of him inside me. And it only takes a few strokes of his hips against mine for me to lose it, to dive into my release, my body unwinding again and again as I moan, clinging to him. The ecstasy of him inside me, his cock and his fangs—I feel every bit of pleasure, every moment of delirious release as my legs shake and my back arches. I’m his. I want to be his. A flood of heat fills me, warmth that feels like a jolt of electricity.
I gasp as he meets my gaze, my blood on his lips. His eyes are wild, his fangs long as he looks down at me and increases his pace.
“That’s it.” He growls and pulls me up to him, chest to chest as he thrusts deeply. I wrap my arms around his neck and bare my throat to him. He bites me again, and I cry out as another orgasm slams into me from nowhere and everywhere all at once.
“Mine.” He bites harder, taking my blood and my body. Gripping my ass, he bounces me on his cock, impaling me as I shudder and clench around him.
He slams into me harder, deeper, and a roar rips from him as he comes. His cock kicks inside me, and his grip on my ass ensures that he stays deep. I shudder from the aftershocks of my orgasm, my body shaking and spent as he runs his tongue along the bite at my throat.
Laying me down gently, he slides out then pulls me against him.
I melt into his arms.
Tired. Head spinning. Content.
“Georgia.” He tilts my face to his.
“Mmm?” I can’t form a word. Not yet.
“Never doubt I am yours as you are mine.” He drops a kiss on my forehead and murmurs more in that foreign language.
It sounds permanent. It sounds forever. I want to say this was just sex, that this is temporary insanity in these dark times. But I don’t. I find I can’t voice the lie, and maybe I don’t want to anymore.
7
“We have a problem.” David’s voice at Valen’s closed door startles me. I’d just woken up and started slipping out of bed, but Valen dragged me back to him before I could even get one foot on the floor.