Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43985 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Patience.
“That's one hell of an endearment,” she whispered, and when I lifted my hips again, pressed my cock against her core, she closed her eyes and moaned, gripping me tighter, her words trailing off.
I wanted her… badly. I desired her more than I'd ever desired anything in my long existence, and here she was—my mate—for the taking.
“I feel… like I’m burning alive, Ren.”
I had my mouth at her throat after she uttered those words, my lips and tongue lashing at her flesh. I groaned at her sweetness, the flavor of her skin exploding on my tongue. She was an aphrodisiac. Everything about her was so potent to me I knew I’d never get enough. I’d continue to crave and crave and crave her until I drew my last breath. My need for Mikalina would only grow with each passing day.
“I need to feel you, touch you… taste you.” I pulled back, a feat hard as fuck. “Will you let me, my female?”
She opened her eyes and looked at me with a drugged expression. I didn’t censor my verbiage, even knowing she might think it was weird the words I said. My female. My love. I hoped she thought it was because of a language barrier, English as my second language, so my words sounded strange to her. She could think that right now. It would make things easier for her mind. But eventually—very fucking soon—she’d know the truth of what they meant.
“Will you let me make you feel good?”
Gods, she was breathing so hard, her eyes so blue they almost glowed from her desire.
“This is so crazy,” she murmured and lowered her eyes to my lips. “But I can’t seem to say no to you.” She looked back into my eyes. “I don’t want to say no to anything with you, Ren.”
I let out a purr of approval and rolled my hips again, loving how she gasped from the contact.
“I’m so confused,” she said and looked at my mouth once more. “But I don’t even care, because I want you too much, Ren.”
I growled, fucking growled like the Lycan I was.
In a matter of seconds, I cleared the table in front of me with a sweep of my arm and had Mikalina sitting on the smooth wood, her legs spread, her eyes wide. While staring into her shocked but pleasure-hazed expression, I gripped her ankles and placed her feet on the edge of the table. She wore pants, but they were no match for my passion. I’d tear them away like they were tissue.
“You want this?”
She licked her lips and nodded.
I was barely hanging on as it was, and the scent of her arousal slammed into my nose, making me sway in my chair, having my whole body ache for more. “Trust me to take care of you, Mikalina. Trust me to make this good for you.” Gods, I felt like another male, like someone else occupied my body.
Something does. This beast. This feral creature, that was by all accounts stronger than anything else on the planet, was clawing to get out.
It wanted this female too.
With my hands on her ankles, I spread my palms upward, holding her gaze with mine. When my fingers were perilously close to her core, she let her head fall back on her neck, closed her eyes, and breathed out slow and long.
“Ren,” she moaned.
I snapped, letting my nails lengthen to claws and tearing at her pants until they were nothing but shreds of fabric scattered around the table and floor.
She snapped her head up and gasped, looking at the remains of her pants. But I could see she liked this erotic violence, this act of need so strong in me that I had no control over myself.
I kept my hands out of her view so she couldn’t see my claws, and while still holding her eyes with mine, I leaned forward. Her scent was even more saturated with only a thin pair of cotton panties blocking her sex from me, and I closed my eyes and groaned. Her heat swirled around me, sucking the energy from the very pit of my soul. Gods, if this was how I died, there’d be nothing better in the world.
I ran the tip of my nose up her center, feeling how wet she was, the material soaked clean through.
“My female is hungry for me.” I didn’t expect her to respond… not unless she gave me her answer by moaning and spreading her thighs wider.
Which she did.
“Ren… oh yes. God. Ren, yes.”
I kissed her gently, inhaled her deeply. I couldn’t get enough. I gripped the edge of her panties and in one swift move tore the thin material away. And as I looked at her perfection, stared between her thighs, I grew dizzy from my lust.
Pink. Swollen. Wet.
So… fucking wet.