Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 99485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99485 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 497(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
“Compounds? You mean the same way you were able to heal me…”
“I can also help you open—help your soft little pussy open for my cock,” he said, nodding.
I felt my cheeks getting hot with a blush.
“But…but to heal me, you licked me.”
“Exactly.” His eyes had gone half-lidded again. “I’d have to spend a good long time between your thighs, tasting you and drinking your sweet juices to help you open up for me. But when I’m done, you’ll be able to take all of me—even my knot.”
“But I already told you—I can’t let you do that!” I squeezed my thighs tightly together, feeling that mixture of lust and shame again. “It’s wrong.”
Slade sighed.
“Well, there are other ways to help you open.”
“What ways are those?” I demanded. Anything seemed better than letting him put his mouth on my cunny.
But he only shook his head.
“Never mind, we’ll deal with it tomorrow. Right now it’s time to get to bed.”
Then without saying anything else, he went around to the other side of the huge floating mattress and slipped under the covers.
I sat there for a minute, unable to process what had just happened. I had just seen and touched a naked man for the first time and he had touched me. My pussy was still throbbing and my nipples were tight and achy.
And now we were just going to bed.
It was so frustrating! But how could I complain? I couldn’t, I decided. After all, Slade was my enemy—his Clan had been exacting tribute from my kingdom for years. And then he had all but forced me to marry him. I didn’t owe him anything and I didn’t need anything from him either. And as for this silly idea that we were “Fated Mates,” well, I didn’t believe that for one second.
I slid into bed beside him, keeping on the white silk robe even though he had told me earlier I would have to take it off. Slade didn’t seem to notice or care. He was lying on his side, facing away from me. As soon as I settled in bed he rumbled,
“Lights out.”
As the dim golden glows in the corners of the bedroom extinguished themselves, I wondered how in the world I was ever going to get to sleep—I had too much on my mind and my body felt needy and restless.
But Slade didn’t seem interested in doing anything else to satiate my need. He just laid there with his back to me and after a while, his breathing became even and slow.
I felt a surge of irritation—damn him! He had gone to sleep and left me feeling achy and unfulfilled! I felt both angry and relieved that he wasn’t going to take me tonight—a strange combination.
I was also cold.
Though Slade had offered to hold me earlier, he hadn’t done so and now I was on my own and I was freezing. But I could hardly tap my enemy on his broad shoulder and demand that he hold me against his big, naked body to warm me up. Even if he was my husband, I was determined to hold out and keep my virtue as long as possible.
Curling myself into a ball to keep from trembling, I tried to close my eyes and go to sleep. What else could I do?
18
SLADE
It took every bit of willpower I could muster to just turn away from her and go to bed. But I knew if I didn’t, she would never come to me. The Need was strong—I could smell it in her scent. Aurora was stubborn, though. She was probably going to hold out as long as she possibly could—which unfortunately was going to be agony for both of us.
Still, there was nothing I could do but wait.
I tried to sleep, but all I could think about was the feeling of her soft little hands exploring me—stroking my shaft and cupping my balls. She had been so tentative at first…but then she seemed to like it. I fucking loved it too, of course. The touch of a Fated Mate’s hand is ten times more pleasurable than anything else.
It’s one reason you almost never find a Brute who cheats on his wife—why would he when her touch is pure ecstasy and the feel of anyone else’s hand on his shaft is like fucking sandpaper? Also, the Soul-Binding draws him close to the only woman he loves.
We Brutal Clansmen might do a lot of terrible and illegal things and live sinful lives, but you can’t add cheating to our list of sins—we absolutely never fuck around on our wives.
So I lay there, my shaft still throbbing from Aurora’s gentle touch and waited for her to come to me. And waited…and waited…and waited…
But she didn’t come. I could hear her shifting restlessly beside me, but her stubborn pride was keeping her away. Fuck—I wanted so badly to roll over and gather her into my arms but I couldn’t. I had to wait—it had to be her idea to come to me, not me forcing her to come. The Need had to overcome her stubborn pride and bring her to me.