Total pages in book: 134
Estimated words: 122242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 122242 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 611(@200wpm)___ 489(@250wpm)___ 407(@300wpm)
Even then, my body trembles as aftershocks quake through me.
"That's it, angel," Octavio croons, his voice low and gritty as he runs gentle hands all over my body as I come down. "You look so beautiful when you're coming for me. Dios. I need to fuck you." The bed dips as he moves around. A second later the heat of his body disappears as he leaves the bed.
I whimper and reach out for him, wanting him back. I can't seem to get my eyes to open though.
"Estoy aquí," he promises. I hear him shuffling around and then the bed dips again. He picks me up a moment later, dragging me up the bed.
When my head hits a pillow, my eyes finally open. He looms over me, the muscles in his arms and shoulders taut as he holds himself up. I rake my gaze down his hard body, shivering at the sight of him. His body is so thick and powerful it's honestly a little overwhelming. How someone who looks like him—someone so strong and gorgeous—can look at me like I'm the most beautiful thing he's ever seen is a mystery to me. He's so hard everywhere, so damn beautiful. And I'm just…me. Scrawny, broken, with scars all over my body.
The look in his eyes leaves no doubt that he likes what he sees when he looks at me. Desire blazes like obsidian flame, scorching me everywhere his gaze touches. My stomach flutters, my entire body going lax.
He groans softly, biting his lip as he stares down at my body. He wraps a fist around his erection, stroking it up and down. A bead of precum wells from the tip, sliding down the broad head. God, he's even bigger than I remember.
"You're not going to fit," I mumble, lifting my gaze to his.
He tips his head toward his chest, hitting me with a smirk that makes my stomach flutter again. "Oh, I'll fit," he promises. His voice sounds like sandpaper again, all gritty and rough. "Lo prometo."
I believe him. How can I not when every day since I've been here, he's taken care of me like I'm priceless? He's never lied to me or tried to hurt me. If he says he'll fit, he'll fit.
I nod once, letting him know I trust him.
He settles over me, dragging my leg up over his hip. He plants his fists on either side of my head, staring down at me. Emotion swirls through his beautiful eyes, searing me to my soul. He stays just like that for the longest time, just watching me like he can't look away.
I get caught in gaze. I was wrong earlier. His eyes aren't completely black with desire. They're pools of melted onyx, shining with devotion. My heart races, warmth suffusing me from the inside out. I'm completely surrounded by him, engulfed in the soft wash of emotion coursing through me with each heavy beat of my heart. It's peace and love and a sense of rightness…of belonging that I've never felt before.
"Octavio," I whisper in awe, reaching up to touch his face with trembling hands.
"Faith," he whispers back. "My little bunny."
"Make love to me."
"Are you sure?"
Instead of answering, I slide my other leg up his thick thigh and hitch it around his hip, opening myself for him. I'm his for the taking. My hands slide up his back, twining around his neck.
"Quiero ser tuya," I breathe.
His expression turns fierce, possessive. "You're already mine," he says, his bottom lip caught between his teeth as I run my hands all across his broad shoulders.
A soft moan climbs up my throat when he slides the head of his cock through my folds and then presses it to my opening. My heart thuds in my chest, nervousness and anticipation pinging through me. My breathing picks up, my chest rising and falling rapidly.
"Eyes on me, Faith," he commands and then waits until I obey before he tilts his hips, sliding inside me.
Even though I didn't think it was possible, my opening stretches around his length, allowing him inside. There's a bite of pain that brings tears to my eyes. It's sharp, like something tearing as his length stretches me. As soon as he sees the tears in my eyes, his entire body goes still.
"Bésame," I plead.
He leans forward instantly, claiming my mouth in a gentle kiss.
I cling to him, gasping as the momentary pain quickly dulls and then fades. As if sensing the change, he presses forward again, his cock pushing in deeper. His tongue slips into my mouth, twining around mine. He kisses me deeply, his breath sweet as he breathes it into my lungs, giving me everything that he is.
His hips come to rest against mine a moment later. Once he's fully seated inside me, he moans against my lips and then lingers there. I take a breath, assessing, but there is now pain now. All I feel is full. Good Lord. He's so deep and I'm so full. It feels incredible, like for the first time in my life, I'm finally complete.