Total pages in book: 18
Estimated words: 17117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 86(@200wpm)___ 68(@250wpm)___ 57(@300wpm)
“What?” she breathes, her brown eyes like saucers. “W-who did you sell to?”
“Different outfits. Men that have nothing to lose.” I brush my lips along her hairline. “I’m not one of them. I have everything in the world and I’m not leaving this house one more time not knowing if I’m going to come back. I’m not putting you through that anymore, either.”
She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “I try to be brave, but…”
“I know you do, sweetheart.” I brush the moisture from her cheeks. “We have more money than God now, Arya. You want to go see the world…you want to go to the supermarket, I’ll probably send a dozen men with you, but my enemies are going to be in short supply from now on and…I want you to have some freedom.”
The last part comes out sounding choked.
But when her face lights up, I know it’s going to be worth the fear.
“Can we go to Paris?”
Deep breath. All those people around my girl… “We can go for a month, if you want.”
“What about Hawaii? Ireland? Thailand?”
“Yes. Anywhere you want. As long as it’s safe.”
Her laugh is bright, clear and abandoned. She drops kisses all over my face. “Oh, I’m so happy. I’m so excited! I love you, Damian.”
“I love you, too, Arya,” I say hoarsely, thanks to her legs cinching around my waist. I tilt my hips hard enough to rattle the door hinges and just like that, we’re frantic to fuck. Her panties tear away in my hands and we go to work on my zipper, our fingers bumping together. “Not going to make it to the bed,” I rasp into a kiss. “And you’re getting it rough. You’ll be getting it rough a lot.” I guide my cock to her wet entrance and slam deep, covering her mouth with my hand to trap her pleasured scream. “Letting you out isn’t going to be easy for me. I’m going to take the fear out on this tight-ass pussy.”
“Yes,” she gasps, receiving my first upward punch.
“As often as I want,” I growl through my teeth.
“As often as you want.”
My thrusts are brutal, deep, fast and she’s already shaking a minute later, her pretty tits bouncing around in the neckline of her dress, her head thrown back, mouth open. “Damian,” she moans, her walls trembling and contracting around me, pulling me to the edge.
“That’s right, wife. Say my name. Say it forever. Love me forever, the way I love you.”
“I will. I do.”
THE END