Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 54968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
He needed to meet with the team tomorrow and get more proactive about the threat against her. It was mind-boggling why anyone would go to so much trouble to hunt down a woman on the other side of the earth in order to kidnap her and sell her.
If all these men staying at Danger Bluff Mountain Resort were in cahoots and angling to grab her, they must have a very fucking high bid.
Kestrel shuddered at the thought. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
It reminded him of a drug dealer. If someone had a large amount of drugs, and they promised them to a buyer, and then they misplaced them and didn’t show up for the exchange…
Is that what had happened here? Had someone already paid for Zara, and then the seller couldn’t deliver? It was the most likely scenario under the circumstances. If several people were undercover at the resort, waiting for an opportunity to kidnap her, then someone was willing to go to any expense to get their hands on her.
How much did the world’s prettiest woman go for?
Anger consumed Kestrel at the thought. No matter what the price was on her head, they would never get her. He would make sure of it.
Chapter Sixteen
Zara was dreaming. It was a very, very good dream, too. She was with the sexiest man she’d ever met, and he was making sweet love to her. In fact, his hands were holding her legs open as he eased his shaft in and out of her channel.
God, it felt so good. She didn’t want to wake up. She prayed she would get to stay in the dream forever.
A moan startled her, and when she realized it was coming from her, she was yanked out of the dream. Or was she?
A slow smile spread across her face when she opened her eyes to find Kestrel’s large hand holding her thigh up near her chest. He was inside her, easing slowly in and out.
“There she is,” he murmured against her ear. “I guess the smutty parts of romance novels can be recreated.”
She closed her eyes and luxuriated in the amazing feelings consuming her. Yeah…this was the best morning of her life.
Daddy slid his hand under her thigh to find her clit. As soon as he started rubbing it, she moaned.
“You must’ve been having a really good dream because you were already writhing against me when I reached between your legs,” he informed her.
She couldn’t remember. Or maybe she had been having a great sex dream when he’d taken over, giving her the real thing.
She liked this angle, with him behind her and rolling over her almost, pinning her to the mattress. She felt like she was in a cocoon, safe, protected, cherished. She could ignore all her problems.
“Come around my cock, Little Swan. I want to feel your pussy clench around me.”
She moaned as his words slid around her like silk, his breath on her neck, his lips tasting behind her ear.
When his fingers sped up, she was lost. She came just as he’d demanded, her pussy clenching his shaft as he followed right behind her.
Minutes later, they were both panting, and her Daddy was still lodged inside her, having rolled even tighter against her. He moved his hand back to her thigh, right above her knee, pressing her into the mattress.
“I could get used to this,” she whispered as she set her hand on top of his.
“Mmm. I’m already used to it. I think I’ll wake you up like this every day.” He kissed her neck again and rubbed his unshaven face gently against her sensitive skin. “Unfortunately, I have to get up and get in the shower.”
“Can I come with you?” she asked eagerly.
“Little Swan, I will never turn down an offer to shower with you, but you’re welcome to snuggle back under the covers and sleep a while longer if you want.”
She shook her head. “I’d rather shower with you, Daddy.”
She whimpered as he eased out of her, and when he gave her space, she rolled to her back and stared up at him. She was completely exposed, arms and legs spread open as if she didn’t have a modest bone in her body.
It was a new feeling. She’d never trusted a living soul to see her like this before. She hadn’t even liked it when people looked at her fully clothed. But as her Daddy stood by the side of the bed and looked down at her, she felt…pretty.
His lust was genuine. Desire poured from his expression. And she felt even sexier when he set a finger on her leg and trailed it up her body as if he were drawing her or memorizing her. When he reached her breast, he circled her nipple and continued on, leaving her panting and wanting again.
“Shower,” he repeated, his voice gravelly. He snagged her hand and tugged. “And we don’t have time for sex in the shower.”