Total pages in book: 165
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 166103 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 831(@200wpm)___ 664(@250wpm)___ 554(@300wpm)
Dear Lord.
He was breaking her into tiny pieces. She was never going to put herself back together without him. As he spoke, his finger slowly circled her clit. His other fingers played with her nipple.
Judd slammed something down behind them. “Owen!”
Owen just smiled.
Oh, he was so bad. And yet, she seemed to find that incredibly hot.
“Chloe, are you all right?” Beck asked. “You can tell him if you don’t want something. You’re always in charge.”
Was she?
With Owen, she didn’t know if she was.
And she was certain she didn’t want to be.
“How far away is dinner?” Owen asked, removing his fingers from her clit. He drew them up to his mouth and sucked.
“Twenty minutes,” Judd snapped.
“Hmm. Just enough time to make my girl scream.” He picked her up over his shoulder.
She froze for a moment.
Owen. This is Owen.
Her panic was broken as she realized that she could feel a cool breeze on her ass.
“Owen!”
He smacked her bare ass. Jerk.
“Let me know when dinner is ready!” He carried her off to another bedroom. This one was even more sparse than Judd’s.
“Owen,” she said warningly as he lay her on the bed. “What was that about?”
“That was about me needing a taste of your pussy. Spread your legs for me.”
Her heart raced. Why did she like his dominance? Why did it turn her on so much? She wanted his control. Craved it. And then she wanted Beck’s gentle calm. Hux’s humor and charm.
And Judd?
Well . . . she even wanted his rough-around-the-edges bossy protectiveness.
“Baby girl, spread your legs. Let me see you.”
She gulped, but widened her thighs.
“That’s my beautiful girl. So precious. Fuck me.” He started kissing up her leg.
“Owen, what are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m going to make you scream my name.”
“Oh my God. You’re not.”
He gave her a wicked grin in between kisses to the tops of her thighs.
King of the underworld.
Dark and mysterious.
And all hers.
Reaching down, she ran her fingers through his hair. “You’re so gorgeous.”
He scoffed. “I’m not the gorgeous one.”
He moved his lips along the top of her mound, then down the seam of her lips. His tongue played with her clit, flicking it.
She trembled.
Shit. It wasn’t going to take much for him to send her over the edge. He drove her higher and higher, taking her right to that point then pulling back.
She was breathing heavily as she stared down at him. “You’re not really going to make me scream your name, are you?”
“Oh, I am, baby girl. You’re going to scream it so loud that they hear it at the palace.”
Holy heck.
He ate her out like his life depended on it. She was so close when he drew away from her again.
“Please! Please, let me come.”
“You’re going to have to do better than that, baby girl.”
Lord. Help. Her.
He returned his tongue to her clit, flicking it firmly, then sliding his fingers deep into her pussy. She clenched down around him.
She was going to come! He drew back to lightly kiss the top of her mound.
“Nooo,” she wailed.
“You know what to do,” he said in a low voice.
“Owen! Owen! Please!”
“Please what? Tell me what you want.”
“You . . . I want you. Please! Make me come. Fuck me. Please.”
He moved over her and stared down at her, his gaze intent. “You want my cock inside you? Driving you wild?”
“Yes. Please. Please.”
“Put your hands behind your head and keep them there.”
She moved them immediately, not wanting to do anything that might make him stop.
“That’s my good girl. So precious. I’m going to come inside you, baby girl. Brand you as mine.”
“Yes. Yes. Yours.”
“Mine. And theirs. Because I’m a good sharer. But only them.” His hand rested on her throat.
His possessiveness was both terrifying and amazing.
Then he drew Judd’s T-shirt up over her breasts, leaning in to lick and nip at her nipples until she was arching up, his name a chant on her lips.
“That’s it. That’s my girl.” He moved back down her stomach. “Fucking yell my name.”
His tongue worked her up again, making her beg and scream until she came. She was lying there in a daze as he moved over her.
“I’m clean.”
Huh?
“I don’t want anything between us,” he explained. “I’m clean.”
“So am I,” she whispered. “And I have an IUD.”
“Good. I’m taking you bare.”
That was his only warning before he thrust into her with one long movement.
So full.
Almost too full.
But she liked how good she could make him feel. She could see it on his face. The pleasure. The ache.
She wrapped her legs around him as he drove in and out of her. His thrusts became harder, faster. He leaned back and grabbed her hips, fucking her with short, sharp thrusts.
“Christ, baby. You feel so good. Fuck,” he groaned as he came.
Panting heavily, he leaned over her, kissing her lightly. “Good girl.”
She smiled up at him.
“You can move your hands, but stay lying there.”