Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
It’s like her hunger to take my seed is prompting her movements, making her wriggle all needy even if there’s part of her that thinks she’s not going to be able to go through with it again.
“Stay there,” I say, taking a step back.
“Where are you going?” she murmurs.
“Nowhere,” I snarl, reaching for my belt buckle. “I’m just getting ready to claim that virgin body.”
She moans and nods, her hands tightening into fists at her sides.
I tear my clothes off like the savage I am, desperate to be as naked as her. It’s a primal need to get rid of my clothes, a hungry instruction from a feral and atavistic part of me.
We’re not in the master bedroom in my LA penthouse anymore. We’re thousands of years back in time, out in the wild, stripping our fur clothing off despite the elements and getting ready to savagely own each other.
When I’m naked – my cock so hard it’s pointing almost straight up – I move forward and bring my hands to her back again.
I move lower, toward the tempting gradations of her ass, as she makes whimpering noises that drive me closer and closer to the edge.
“Oh, heck,” she moans. “That feels so freaking good.”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Bria
My hands are tight fists, my fingernails digging into my palms as I turn my head and sneak a look at Braden.
He towers over me, his naked muscles pulsing, his pectorals shifting as he rubs his hands closer and closer to my ass. Tingles spawn from the ends of his fingertips, electric shivering dancing over me, sparking and tempting.
My womb is tight and full of pressure, a hot swollen place inside of me quivering as though getting ready to let fly with everything I have to give. I shift against him, moaning louder, as his hands finally make their searing passage down to my ass cheeks.
He snarls as one hand plays with my ass cheek, squeezing down hard, and the other slips between my legs.
My whole world feels like it’s going to erupt in starlight when he brings his finger to my hole, moving it around my wet entrance with movements that get quicker and quicker with each moment.
I turn, even more, twisting my whole body to take in the sight of his massive cock, so big it’s almost difficult to comprehend.
My man is huge, his cock rock hard, solid with veins pressing against the surface. His helm bulges and seems to pulse, precome glistening on the end, stirring impulses inside of me to suck him, to taste him, to please him.
“Braden,” I whimper, even as part of me screams to shut up, tells me I’m not ready, tells me I can’t do this.
“Yes?” he growls, staring down at my ass even as he answers me, as though he’s captivated.
“I want it. I want it so bad. I think… I think I’m ready.”
I don’t let myself think about what happened last time. I don’t let myself think about the possibility it will happen again.
Instead, I focus on the sizzling feeling of his finger against my hole, the scorching heat which moves through me as he moves it in faster and faster circles. My legs were already trembling, but now they start to quake, even more, wave upon wave of sensation searing through me.
Then he abruptly removes his finger, leaving me needy, leaving my hole soaked and ready for him to touch me again.
“Do you want to stay like that, or lie on your back?”
My nipples harden, rubbing against the silky sheets, combining with the sensation in my sex to send a whole freaking fireworks display exploding inside my body.
“Where do you want me?” I whisper.
He lets out a shivering breath, growly and filled with need. “Are you really going to make that my choice? If you are, you better be goddamn certain. Because I’m going to take that sweet pussy from behind, with that ass… Fuck, fuck, with that ass bouncing for me as I fuck you.”
“Yes, yes.”
I moan, nodding, focusing on the force of his words, not letting myself think about last time.
I can’t think about last time, I can't let myself go there, even close to there.
Suddenly his hands are on my hips, pulling me into position.
I yelp as he lifts me.
I’m on all fours now, sticking my ass out on instinct, even as a hateful little voice inside of me hisses that he’s going to be too big, he won’t fit… he’s never going to fit.
We need this, my womb sings. More than anything. Take him. All of him. Show him how badly you want your future.
I look over my shoulder to find him standing at the edge of the bed, his massive cock in his palm. It seems to swell, like his massive hand is barely big enough to contain it. His face is twisted in carnal hunger as he brings the tip to my hole.