Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 37507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37507 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 188(@200wpm)___ 150(@250wpm)___ 125(@300wpm)
Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to stand still. To stare into his eyes. For him to know that she wasn’t going to be ignored.
The moment he was right in front of her, she was completely taken back by how big he actually was. He wasn’t small by any means.
She flinched as he reached out to touch her. Clenching her teeth together, she waited for him to hurt her.
He tucked her hair behind her ear, and down he stroked until his finger was beneath her chin and he tilted her head back.
Keeping her eyes open, even as tears fell down her cheeks, she stared at him, waiting for the pain. A touch she never asked for.
He lowered his head, and still she didn’t pull away. Her stubbornness stopped her from doing anything but staying still.
When his lips touched hers, she didn’t respond.
Draven didn’t rush. He explored her lips, taking his time, and against her own wishes, she started to find herself responding to his kiss. Wanting him. The hit of pleasure took her by surprise as her nipples started to harden.
Her stomach clenched, and she reached out, shocked by how strongly she felt this tug to touch him. He didn’t move her to the bed. His finger stayed on her chin, keeping her head lifted even as she kissed him back.
This was the first ever kiss she’d been given.
Running her hands up his body, she wrapped them around his neck and moaned as she opened her mouth and he plundered inside her. It felt so amazing, so hard, and so everything she wanted.
Pressing her body against his, she gripped his shoulders, and still he didn’t touch her. He didn’t spread her legs and fuck her.
Instead, he pulled away.
She watched, amazed, as he licked his lips, and there was a glint in his eye. Something she couldn’t read.
“I think for that kiss, you can read the entire book.” He stepped away from her, and she saw the evidence of his arousal pressing against the front of his pants.
Why hadn’t he taken her?
He picked up the book she’d thrown aside, and he put it on the tray.
Next, he picked up her clothes and knelt before her. He held her panties out, and seeing no reason to fight him, she stepped into the panties, and he slid them up her body, putting them into place.
She expected him to leave it at that, but he wouldn’t. He helped her into her bra, trousers, and shirt. The socks she wore were the only things she’d not kicked off for him.
Once the shirt was in place, he held the bottom of the material between his fingers.
“I know you don’t think highly of me right now. I’m being selfish with you, and I know that it scares you. I’m not going to hurt you, nor am I going to rush you. When you’re ready, I’ll take you. Show you what you want, and give you everything your heart desires. It’s not safe for you to be with others.”
Tears filled her eyes as he spoke. His voice was so soothing, so gentle. Hypnotizing.
“Why can’t Luanna be here then?”
“She hasn’t got this.” He held her wrist up, his fingers stroking over the delicate ink.
“I hate this.”
“I know. Something happens to men who see it. I don’t know why or even how it happens, I just know it drives them crazy. They want what they can’t have. My men are good people, and to make sure I don’t have to kill them, and to keep you safe, it’s why you’re here.”
“It’s also why you’ve claimed me?”
“Yes, I have claimed you. You’re mine, Ashley.” He pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Thank you so much for kissing me.”
He helped her into her seat and then walked out of the room.
She watched as he shut the door, and seconds later, he locked it.
This time, hearing the sound didn’t fill her with a rage like it normally did. Maybe she really was safer on this side of the door. Ashley knew there was a bounty on her head, not to mention she was apparently a rare commodity to men.
Picking up the book, she stared at the cover. It looked like an old-fashioned historical romance. Running her fingers across the picture, she studied the man and woman in some elaborate pose. She giggled.
Would it really be so bad to give herself to Draven? To let him take her?
Her lips still tingled from the kiss, but he hadn’t grabbed her, or thrown her to the bed and fucked her as any other man would try to do.
All Draven had done was explore her mouth. He’d been more than thorough. That kiss had been … everything.
Putting her fingers to her lips, she closed her eyes, thinking about how sweet, how beautiful that kiss had been.
It was her first real kiss. And she couldn’t imagine any other man giving her a better experience.