Total pages in book: 90
Estimated words: 83786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83786 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 419(@200wpm)___ 335(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
“I’ve got what you need,” I murmur against her mouth. “Take it.”
She grinds on my leg, my fingers, her movements just as slow and sensual as everything has been since the moment I climbed into bed with her. I’m so hard, it’s a miracle I don’t come before she touches me. The agony of pleasure is worth enduring so I can feel the moment she clamps around my fingers, her back bowing. “Perseus.”
Hearing her cry out my name when she orgasms breaks something deep inside me. I roll onto my back, taking her with me. Callisto lands straddling my hips, her eyes wide and wild. “Perseus, I—”
Fuck, I could get addicted to this. I pull my fingers from her and wrap them around my cock. “You can take more.”
“I need—” Even as she protests, she lifts herself so I can position my cock at her entrance.
“Callisto.” I have to stop, to focus on breathing, as she descends a bare inch. She’s so fucking beautiful, it’s unreal. The overhead lights in our bedroom lovingly caress her body, lingering on her fuller-than-normal breasts, on the faint curve of her stomach, on her strong thighs. They even manage to reach her perfect pussy as she takes my cock, inch by inch.
Watching my length disappear into her is something I’ve fantasized about more often than I’ll ever admit. It’s so much better in reality. Even with her orgasm slicking the way, she has to fight to descend on my cock. We’ve done this before, but I’ve never been able to drink in the sight of her in the process. The lights weren’t off on our wedding night, but there was no room for this kind of intimacy.
“You can take it,” I murmur. I grip her thighs, holding her wide as she rocks to take me deeper. “There you go, love. Just like that.”
Her rocking hitches, and I have a beat to realize what I just said before Callisto plants her hands on my chest, her nails pricking my skin. “The way you watch me…”
Be careful. I ignore the internal warning. I can’t think of anything but her right now. “How do I watch you?”
She sinks the last inch, sealing us together tightly. Callisto shivers and it feels so good, I can’t stop my grip from spasming on her thighs. She slides her hand down her stomach to her pussy, creating a V with her fingers. She starts fucking me slowly, applying friction to either side of her clit. “Like you want to tattoo your name on my ass.”
That surprises a choked laugh from me. “Not your ass, love.” Damn it, I didn’t mean to say it again. The word just keeps slipping out. “I’d do it right here.” I shift my touch to cover her hand, pressing her harder against herself. She moans, which is a fucking mistake because my words once again get away from me. “So that every lover you take is constantly reminded of whose ring you wear.”
“You are such a brute.” The words come out slow and sensual. Callisto rides me with a steady rhythm as if she could go all night. She’s beautiful enough to make my control shudder, lean and sharp and all too willing to cut the unwary. I’ve never wanted to feel the edge of a partner’s blade the way I do with her. The little moments hurt, but the hurt means they happened.
And now here she is, flushed and fiery, coming back to herself, one stroke at a time. It’s there in the way her spine straightens, the angle her chin tilts, in how she finally lets her eyes flutter shut and head fall back. Without her gaze challenging me, I can drink in the sight of her at my leisure.
I want to believe there’s a future where this is how we are together. I love the thorns and viciousness, but I’m a greedy fucker because I want all of her. I want her fury and her strength and her trust and her vulnerability.
I want her…love.
Right now, she’s giving me her trust, even though I don’t deserve it. How can I when she was harmed under my watch? My gaze tracks to the bandages marring her golden skin. I should have been there to protect her.
Your family is your seat of power.
I tense, not wanting his voice here in this moment. Callisto feels it, because of course she does. In this moment, she seems just as tuned to me as I am to her. Her eyes open and she braces one hand on my chest so she can grab my chin. “Stop.”
I freeze. “Stop?”
“Whatever you just thought about? Stop. It has no power right now.” She shakes her head sharply and dips her hips, taking me so deep that I can’t stop myself from moaning. Callisto smiles wickedly and this, this, is my wife. “Isn’t it better here with me than wherever you went in your head?”