Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 123922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123922 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 620(@200wpm)___ 496(@250wpm)___ 413(@300wpm)
“Just like that, babydoll.”
I blinked my eyes open when Kane’s voice broke through my thoughts. I gazed down at him and was momentarily shocked at how perfect he looked. The moonlight highlighted his face and chest. It was like he almost glowed.
“You look like an angel,” I murmured.
Kane began to buck his hips up as I continued to slam my body down on him. “That’d be you, darling.”
I cried out and sheer pleasure shot up through me.
“Right there!” I shouted and bore down on Kane as I pushed myself to the peak of my pace. My insides clenched, and my core erupted in fire as tingles spread out all over me while I chased my orgasm down.
I stopped breathing when the first pulse hit me. I screamed when the warm wave of ecstasy slammed into me with enough force to push air back into my body. I felt lightheaded and dizzy, but that was more so because of Kane sitting up, wrapping his arms around me and rolling me under him.
He forcibly slammed the remainder of my orgasm out of me, and I loved every fucking second of it. I lifted my arms and wrapped them around his body. I could feel the lumps and bumps of the many scars that were scattered across his back.
I was a little shocked at how many I felt, and for a second I wished never to see the damage because feeling it was enough to put a lump in my throat.
“Kane,” I moaned.
He brought his face down to mine. “I want to watch you come over and over again. You’re perfect when you’re coming around my cock. Fucking. Perfect.”
Oh.
“Please, just don’t stop,” I pleaded.
My orgasm came and went, but feeling Kane inside me was something I liked, a lot. I didn’t want it to ever end.
Kane pulled out of my body then slammed back into me. He repeated the action over and over. I cried out and arched my back in delight. My neck was exposed so Kane buried his face in it and kissed my sensitive flesh.
He found my sweet spot rather quickly, and when I gasped, he bore down and sucked like his life depended on it. I dug my nails into his back and for a moment, he stopped moving altogether, his entire body tensed up.
I was panting as he pulled his head back to look down at me. “What’s wrong?”
He pulled out of me and thrust right back inside which sent a shock up my spine.
“Nothing... ju-just be careful with my back. You aren’t hurting me, it just reminds me of something I don’t like when you dig your nails into me.”
I blinked. “I’m so sorry.”
It was a bad habit, Skull loved when I dug my nails into his back.
Don’t think about Skull right now!
Kane re-captured my attention as he applied a fair amount of his weight down on me. “Don’t be sorry, babydoll.”
He kissed me lazily and slowed his pace down. He fucked me slowly, but thoroughly. It was delicious torture.
“Kane,” I groaned when my insides began to tingle again.
He growled and put his mouth next to my ear. “You’re close again. I can feel your pussy tightening around me.”
The dual sensations of him fucking me, and his breath on my skin as he growled into my ear caused shivers to break out over my entire body.
“Keep talkin’!” I gasped and bucked my hips when I could feel my second orgasm within reach.
“You like it when I talk to you?” Kane murmured. “Do you like it when I fuck your pretty pussy and make it mine?”
God, yes.
“Kannneeeeee,” I hissed.
The pleasure was becoming painful.
“Tell me what you want,” he snarled and sucked my earlobe into his mouth.
Fuck!
“Fast. Hard. You. Please!”
Kane didn’t ask me to beg or repeat what I wanted him to do to me. He instantly obliged me and kept his promise—he fucked me so hard I saw stars.
My eyes rolled back when my orgasm, and Kane, slammed into me. I lifted my hands and tangled them in his hair as my body was swept away in a tide of pleasure. My senses were heightened when I felt the sting of a bite on my neck at the same time Kane’s body tensed then twitched. His hips jerked into me at a slower pace.
A few moments of stillness and laboured breathing passed by before I realised I couldn’t exactly breathe correctly. I wheezed and shoved at Kane who only laughed and rolled his body off mine.
“Sorry,” he panted.
“S’okay.”
I looked up at the ceiling of Kane’s bedroom and bathed in the relaxation my body was experiencing.
“Give me a few minutes.”
I turned my head and looked at Kane. “Huh? For what?”
Kane looked at me and said, “For round two.”
Excuse me?
“Round two?” I asked, wide-eyed. “I’m knackered.”
Kane smirked. “You don’t know the meaning of that word yet, but you will when I’m finished with you.”
I gasped then laughed when he dived back on top of me.
“You’re supposed to be ill, you can’t have too much sex... you might die.”
Kane vibrated with laughter, “I don’t feel sick when I’m with you. Maybe you’re the drug I need to get better.”
I glared up at him, but my insides fluttered at his sugar-coated words.
“I’m not a drug.”
Kane wiggled himself back between my legs and fisted his, once again, rock hard cock, rubbing it against me.
“I don’t know about that, babydoll,” Kane murmured then slowly slid back inside my body.
I groaned out loud and reached for him. He leaned down, but instead of kissing me he brought his lips to my ear and whispered, “Feeling you wrapped around me, having you so close to me, breathing in your intoxicating scent, wanting to taste you for as long as I live... I’d definitely say you’re my addiction. You’re my drug.”
Oh.
“Kane.”
“Aideen,” he whispered and nipped at my earlobe, “you’re mine.”
I opened my eyes. Well, I tried to. I found my eyes wouldn’t fully open and it was because of my fake eyelashes. I groaned and lifted my hand to my face, peeled them from my eyelids and blinked my eyes open. I dropped my hand down to my abdomen to rub my sore stomach, and when my fingers pressed against my skin I furrowed my eyebrows.