Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 41621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 208(@200wpm)___ 166(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Piercing blue eyes glare out from under a strong brow. With such dark hair, the light eyes and golden-tanned skin are striking. He’s more like a spirit of the wilderness than Sasquatch.
“Rutger!” Lindsay sings in a non-terrified voice, which reinforces my instinct that this man is not to be feared. She climbs out of the truck with a creak and metallic slam of the door behind her, giving a name to this looming man-beast.
His jeans are a little too snug for him, or else he’s packing a cock like a baseball bat, curling up toward his right hip.
Oh my gosh, Tess. Don’t look at his dick!
But it’s darn near impossible not to look, and my mouth is watering, and I’m thinking about how big he is. I’m like a little doll next to him. He could throw me around—up against a wall, bent over the bathroom counter, slung under his arm to be carried off to his cave. My need to pee a distant memory as my virgin pussy starts leaking for a different reason.
Things are getting wet.
Wetter.
God, so wet.
Did that thing inside his jeans just get pulse?
“This is our new all-bodies-are-beautiful figure model, Francesca. Also known as Tess,” says Lindsay with a wink my way. “Tess, this is Rutger. He owns the land here. Do you mind if I take a minute to talk with him? Then I’ll take you to your cabin so you can get settled. Frida too.”
I think I nod in acknowledgment, but I’m trapped by Rutger’s gaze. It’s like Lindsay, the plein air class, the whole forest has just vanished.
He’s looking at me. Licking his lips. Snarling on an inhale.
“You okay?” Lindsay cocks her head with a slight squint.
“Buh,” I say. “Uff.”
Total nonsense.
Lindsay leaves me in my brainless stupor, stepping aside as she talks to Rutger in hushed tones. He barely looks away from me while they converse, although I’m aware enough that I hear something about a lease. Paperwork. Reading. Signatures.
Bulging arm veins. Huge biceps. Thighs like tree trunks. Cocks like—
Time is meaningless when I’m looking at him, swirling through obscene thoughts, trying to decide if I could fit his cock into my mouth, or anywhere else.
I’m so small compared to him. It’s an unusual sensation.
I like it.
A. Lot.
“Okay, well,” Lindsay says on a sigh, as though whatever she wanted to accomplish in their little interaction with the man-monster didn’t go her way. “I’ll catch up with you again tomorrow. I know we can resolve all your concerns.”
She pats Rutger on the arm, with a thinner smile than she uses for me. Like an older sister trying to reassure her brother.
He responds with something like a growl.
Lindsay eventually tugs at my arm in order to take me to my cabin. My feet crunch on the leaves and gravel as we walk, my heart feels like it’s about to come through my chest as we come to the end of the path and I try to focus on my new accommodations. The cabin is about the size of one of those mini houses you see on the sides of the road that you can pull behind your car like a trailer. But I have my own room. And a bathroom, thank the lord.
More than enough space for me, my backpack, and Frida.
Because it’s only a few hundred yards from where we parked, I can see that Rutger stands like a rooted tree exactly where we left him. He’s bristling with dark energy and staring at my window.
God. I think I love him.
Chapter 2
Rutger
I’ve got so many problems, but suddenly I can’t think of anything except Tess.
My body wants her.
The need hit like a sucker punch to the gut that somehow gave me a hard-on like the Empire State Building. I’m like a ravenous grizzly, salivating and gnashing my teeth.
Yeah, I want to fucking eat Tess.
That can’t be right.
I’m staring at the door where she disappeared, and I swipe the back of my hand over my lips. The saliva just keeps coming.
Humans don’t eat humans.
Right? At least, I didn’t think so until about five minutes ago.
Something weird started happening from the moment I saw her. I was on my normal morning jog through the trees, pushing some over that are in my way, heading down the mountain and back up the other side, making sure everything is okay on my property.
Only, this morning, she was down near the bottom and nothing felt normal.
I heard her voice first. She said a sentence that ended with the word “kitten.” I didn’t make out the rest of it, but I heard music in her voice and there was a feeling in my chest like a rope pulling me toward the sound.
Tess was standing in the middle of a sunbeam through the trees, and I was overwhelmed by the sight of her. It was like coming across a princess from one of those old cartoons, she was so pretty. Round and soft. Her hair glowed like a spool of copper wire. Her big doe eyes were innocent but sharp.