Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176345 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 882(@200wpm)___ 705(@250wpm)___ 588(@300wpm)
But it’s too late. Too late to resist, too late to fight, too late to even flee from the inevitable fall.
So I give in and release the knife, letting it clatter to the stone floor as he kisses me with so much fire I can feel it burn in my soul.
When his lips unlatch from mine, we stare at each other for a moment. His eyes roam my face like he’s seeing me for who I am for the first time in his life.
“You …” His hand travels down my face, the tips of his fingers leaving an electrical current in their wake as they slowly make their way down my neck and chest, tickling my nipples until they peak, a devilish smirk appearing on his face. “You are a fucking goddess.”
A blush spreads on my cheeks. No one’s ever called me that.
Suddenly, his hands grip my ass, and he drags me over his hard, wet body until my pussy is right in front of his face.
“And I want nothing more than to devote myself to this fucking pussy.”
My lips part, but I can’t even say another word because his tongue drives into me with full fervor, leaving me fighting for a breath. He buries his tongue inside me and curls it, licking me from the inside out, and my knees start to quake from sheer need.
“Fuck,” I mutter.
“Sit on my face,” he groans, lapping me up.
My jaw drops. “What?”
He slaps my ass. Hard.
And I’m forced down on top of him because of it.
“Did I stutter?” When I do what he says, he groans like a man succumbing to a long-ignored lust. “Sit and let me lose my breath on your pussy.”
His tongue circles around so good it makes me moan out loud, and I don’t even mind anymore. Hot water pours down on both of us, and the blood of my enemies still covers my body, but all I can think of is rolling my hips around his mouth and letting myself enjoy his sinful tongue.
Because good God, does he know how to use it.
Even though he must be having a hard time breathing, his tongue does not relent. And slowly, I begin to gyrate on top of him as his tongue bores into me.
“That’s it, my little slut, use me, fuck my tongue like a good girl,” he murmurs between licks and kisses, driving me insane.
I grip his hair and roll around on top of him, enjoying every inch of the wickedness that’s become us.
His thumb drives into my ass, and I don’t even mind as he starts moving back and forth, adding even more pleasure, bringing me to the brink of destruction.
“Let me taste you,” he murmurs, slapping my ass with his free hand. “Come for me. Come all over my face.”
And the mixture of pain, delicious licks, and his devilish voice pushes me into the pit of ecstasy. The orgasm is so good I moan his name loudly, “Nathan!”
His eyes open wide, and he suddenly stands with me still in his arms, carrying me back inside the shower, only to press me against the wall, and he smashes his lips onto mine with so much force I’m lost for words.
The kiss numbs every doubt I had in my mind; these boys have captured my soul and ruined me for anyone else.
“You called my name when you came…” he murmurs when his lips unlatch, and his piercing blue eyes bore into mine. “Does that mean you’ll forgive me?”
I bite my lip. “No, but I might if you work for it hard enough.”
A slow, dirty grin forms on his face. “Hard … I can do that.”
And he pushes up against me with his thighs, pushing my legs up so I can feel his shaft bouncing up and down, piercings tingling my skin. Grumbling sounds emanate from deep within his chest as he presses filthy kisses all over my neck, his tongue darting out to lick up the blood of our enemies.
“You taste like a heavenly package wrapped in sin,” he murmurs. “Sent straight from the gods into my lap.”
“Yet you were convinced you hated me because of my brother,” I mutter as his lips roam across my breasts.
He takes my nipple into his mouth and tugs at it when I speak, making me bite my lip. “Make no mistake, I still hate him with every fiber of my being.” He looks up at me from underneath his lashes as he zips down and pulls out his hard-on. “But the need I feel for you burns harder than that kind of hatred ever could.”
When he thrusts in deep, my mouth forms an o-shape, stars in my eyes.
And as we connect, I realize his thoughts mirror my own.
Nathan
I bury myself deep inside her and watch her face unravel, wishing I hadn’t been such a fucking fool. I was too blinded by rage to see what was right in front of me, to see the beauty in her violence and make it mine.