Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 93727 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93727 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 469(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
He ate like he was starving. Like he’d never had anything better. Like he didn’t care about my pleasure at all because he was too caught up in his own. His beard rubbed at my thighs and brushed against my over-sensitized clit as he shoved his tongue inside me. His fingers dug into my ass cheeks, using them to position me exactly how he wanted.
I came, but he didn’t let up. Groaning with pleasure, he continued, shoving his shoulder under me until I was practically sitting on his face so he could suck my clit into his mouth and worry it with his teeth.
My second orgasm wasn’t even over before he rose to his feet behind me and thrust inside, one of his hands on my hip and the other wrapped around the front of my throat to hold me steady. My hands slipped on the tile, and I dug my fingertips into any crevice I could find.
I had never had anything like it before.
Completing the mating bond had been life-changing. It was overwhelming and exhilarating and wonderful.
This wasn’t that.
As he fucked me in the shower, I felt transformed. Stronger than I’d ever been in my life. More powerful. Like I could do anything.
“Trying to get me kicked out of the house,” Daniel whispered in my ear with a light laugh, his voice dark and raspy. “Good fucking luck with that, mate.”
I let out a gasp as his hand tightened briefly on my throat and then fell away as he pulled back and then slammed inside me again. His hand shoved between my thighs, pinching my clit between his fingers as he continued thrusting. The wail that left my throat hurt like it had torn something loose inside me.
I barely noticed as he let go. I was trying so hard to keep my balance as my hands lost purchase on the tile and then found it again.
Seconds later, he was shuffling me out of the tub, carefully helping me step over the ledge while still locked inside me. At that point, I was beyond caring. As long as he was still inside me, we could go wherever he wanted.
Turned out, we weren’t going far.
Gently, he lowered me to my knees so my hips were braced on the edge of the tub.
“Better, baby?” he asked softly, brushing my wet hair over one shoulder.
I nodded, letting my head fall forward. The shower was still on, and tiny droplets of water sprinkled against my face and neck as I braced my hands on the floor of the tub.
He kissed my jaw in acknowledgment, then leaned back. Cool air rushed over my skin as he slowly pulled out and then thrust back inside, his balls slapping against my clit. I widened my knees so it would happen again.
“That’s it,” he praised, running a hand down my spine.
I was gasping for air, desperate to pull it into my lungs.
Then his hand was between us, sliding along my lips that were stretched wide around him. I shivered as his thrusts slowed, my focus narrowed on that light touch that was so at odds with what he’d been doing. He dragged his fingers back and forth, back and forth, and then he was rimming my ass with them.
“Keep them wide,” he ordered softly as my thighs tightened.
One finger pushed inside my ass, and every muscle in my body locked tight.
I thought it would hurt.
It didn’t.
Moving slowly, he pulled his finger back out as he thrust his cock inside.
I was past the point of embarrassment or shame. The nerves in my body screamed with pleasure as he pulled his cock back and thrust his finger back in.
His cock slid back in, and his finger back out.
Then there were two fingers. Pushing, pushing, pushing. So slow and yet so overwhelming. The pressure was so intense that I could feel my jaw aching from clenching it so hard.
My arms trembled.
His fingers and cock rubbed against each other through my walls for just a moment as he moved in counterpoint, and I jerked at the sensation. By the third time it happened, I was waiting for it. Leaning into it. Quietly begging for it.
I was pretty sure I was sobbing.
And then he really started to move, and I screamed, the orgasm hitting so hard that my vision went dark.
I was still coming when his fingers pulled out of me completely, and his hand slapped down beside mine as he curled his body over me. His other arm pressed against my mouth, and I opened, sucking the small wound into my mouth as the taste of him intensified every single sensation.
The feeling of his teeth biting into my neck was almost secondary. I was swimming in such a sea of sensation.
By the time I came down, I was draped over the edge of the tub, my forehead resting on my bent arm.