Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 220(@200wpm)___ 176(@250wpm)___ 147(@300wpm)
He leaned in close, brushed his lips against her ear, and his breath sent a wave of heat flooding her body.
“Are you thinking about how good my cock would feel deep inside your cunt?” he asked.
She loved hearing him talk dirty. She had no idea that she would love it, but those dirty words made her pussy ache. Agatha was unable to respond. Words failed her. Her mouth had gone dry and all she could think about was Boyan, naked, driving inside her.
“I know that’s what I’m thinking about. I can’t wait to see your tits hanging above me, waiting for my mouth on those sweet nipples of yours as you take my cock deep inside your wet pussy. You’ll be soaked because I’m going to lick you until you can’t think straight.”
She already couldn’t think straight. Agatha was so engrossed by what he was saying, she didn’t hear the waitress return, until she dropped the food down loud enough to make her jerk up. How many people could hear them? She hoped no one could.
The waitress stomped off and Agatha couldn’t help but turn her attention to him. “Was there something going on between you and the waitress?”
“No,” he said.
“You’re sure?”
“I’m sure. There was nothing going on but that didn’t mean she didn’t want shit happening.”
“Ah, okay.” She smiled. “Will I have to worry about any woman coming to stake a claim on you?”
Just the very thought of it sent a shock wave of anger rushing through her body. It was so sharp, she had no choice but to take a deep breath to get herself calm again. This was insane. She shouldn’t be angry.
Unlike her, Boyan wasn’t a virgin. It was crazy to think she had never been touched, but the guys she’d been near had never appealed. No one had held a candle to Boyan. She was actually pleased she’d not been with anyone else. Deep in her heart, she knew this with Boyan was going to happen. There was no fear, though.
“What’s going on in that head of yours?” he asked.
“I’m just wondering if I’m going to have to fight a woman to have you?” The moment she said the words, she winced. She quickly looked away from him, in case he was startled by her possessive words.
At his chuckle, she had no choice but to look at him. He stared at her with a glint in his eye.
“I like it when a woman knows what she wants, and trust me, Agatha, I like it a lot.”
Chapter Eight
Boyan didn’t know if he should be nervous or excited. Every little detail Agatha expressed or showed of herself, pointed to her wolf traits peeking through. Her possessiveness, her hunger, even her desire. Every time he touched her, he felt a rumble in her body as if she craved his touch and didn’t want it to stop. He didn’t want to stop touching her, found it next to impossible to do so.
Unfortunately, Agatha had work to do, while he had to go hunting for Shirley, the town healer. On his way toward the healer as he had a whole heap of questions, he got the call from the Alpha. Draco needed them. When the club needed him, he had no choice but to respond. He arrived at their secret location where they’d been dealing with the human-wolf mixed breed. Draco was sitting on the floor and in the cage was a dead body and a mountain of blood.
“What the fuck?” he asked.
“He tore his body apart,” Draco said. “That has to be one of the most messed-up things I’ve ever seen.”
“Did you … you know … get pissed off?”
Draco looked at him and Boyan had to question him.
“You think I went into that cage, killed him, and then came out?”
Boyan shrugged.
“I’m clean,” Draco said.
Staring at Draco, he saw there was barely any blood on him and certainly not on his hands or body. The few spatters that did coat him were simply from the spray of blood.
“What happened?” Alpha said.
“He was laughing and joking about stuff. Saying as a kid his folks would tell him the scariest stories about wolves and vampires. Shit that made him go to bed and say in bed, and then as he was laughing about one of his memories, he suddenly arched up and started to scream. His bones broke but this was different. They were not merging within his skin but they broke out of his skin, and then he … he died and it was like his body couldn’t take it, and collapsed after emitting a pool of blood. He was in a lot of pain.”
Draco got to his feet and then without a word turned on his heel and walked away.
Boyan looked at Alpha.
“Go to him,” Alpha said.
“This isn’t good,” Enzo said.