Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 402(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 268(@300wpm)
“Aiden, I need you,” Ronan rasped.
Reluctantly pulling one hand free from his exploration of Ronan’s body, Aiden felt around the bed, trying to find the goddamn lube. At the same time, he thrust his hips into Ronan’s, wringing out another moan. It wouldn’t take much for them to come just like this, but Aiden wanted to be inside of Ronan again, to leave part of himself in his man. Mark him. Claim him completely.
His fingers finally closed around the lube and he pushed upright, moving between Ronan’s legs. He made quick work of stretching his body and slicking up his channel before pushing inside in a single, long stroke. Ronan arched and gasped beneath him, muscles trembling. He was so damn beautiful, dark hair on the white pillows, face flushed, wet lips swollen from their kisses. Aiden finally had time to soak in all his beauty, his smiles, and his snarky comments. They were together, and the world wasn’t going to tear them apart again.
Ronan’s lips quirked in a crooked grin. “Are you going to look, or are you going to fuck?”
Aiden hummed softly. “I’m taking a moment to cherish.”
Ronan barked out a rough laugh, grabbing him. Aiden managed to swallow a cry of surprise as Ronan rolled them so that he was now on top. Aiden’s cock slipped free in the tussle, but Ronan quickly slid back on, making them both groan. With legs spread wide and one hand braced behind him, Ronan made a show of moving up and down on his cock. Oh God, this was not going to last long. Aiden had never seen anything so exquisitely erotic in all his life. Ronan’s long body glistened with sweat as muscles and tendons flexed with each movement. He was a decadent work of art. Each time Ronan slowly rose, he tightened his muscles, massaging Aiden’s rock-hard dick.
“Aiden, fuck—” Ronan choked out. His intention might have been to drive Aiden insane, but it was clear that he’d also succeeded in driving himself to the edge.
Aiden snatched up the lube, squeezed more on his fingers, and then wrapped them around Ronan’s straining dick. “That’s it, my prince. Fuck yourself on my cock. Show me how much you need me.” Aiden stroked him and Ronan cried out again.
His lover gave him everything. He picked up his pace, sliding up and dropping down hard. Aiden thrust up to meet him each time, skin slapping loudly, but nothing covered up the sounds falling from Ronan’s parted lips. He cried, begged, and demanded more. Sweat glistened on his skin under the pale lamplight.
It wasn’t long before thick ropes of cum splashed on Aiden’s chest while Ronan shouted his pleasure. Aiden smiled while he fucked Ronan through his release. His lover stole his breath away with his beauty.
The moment Ronan slowed, gasping for air, Aiden forced him onto his back and plunged his dick into his hole. Ronan whimpered but still pulled him in tight. As his orgasm broke over him, Aiden sank his fangs deep into Ronan’s neck. The world exploded. He could hear Ronan’s shout, feel his body jerk as he possibly came a second time, but it was all so distant under the supernova of his own orgasm. He filled Ronan’s tight channel while at the same time drinking thick swallows of his blood. It was as if he were marking his lover to down his soul and he loved it. Ronan was his in every way now.
Lifting his mouth from the wound, he licked lightly at the last drops, allowing it to properly heal while resting all of his weight on his mate. He would always love Julianna, but he’d never had this before. In their intimate moments, he’d needed to be so very careful of her fragile, delicate frame. But with Ronan, he could let loose his darker vampiric instincts to claim and possess.
A low chuckle brought Aiden from his daze, but he didn’t have the energy to even lift his head. He remained where he was, sure that if his weight was too much, Ronan would dump him on the mattress.
“What?” Aiden asked against Ronan’s chest. He smiled at the way his chest hair tickled the tip of his nose.
“I can feel your smug satisfaction. The only thing missing is a pair of fang marks in my ass.”
Drawing in a deep breath, Aiden slowly released it in the form of a happy sigh. “Later. We’ll do that later. I can’t move.” Ronan fell silent and new energy brought Aiden’s head up to look into Ronan’s dark eyes that now looked wet with unshed tears. “Does it bother you?”
“No, darling. It humbles me to think you want me so much.”
“Always,” Aiden said, settling his head on Ronan’s chest. Strong hands smoothed up his back, holding him close.
“I’m not going anywhere, my king. I will always be yours, and I wish the entire world to know it.”