Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21831 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 109(@200wpm)___ 87(@250wpm)___ 73(@300wpm)
I kept on kissing, wanting to taste every bit of her, and she wasn’t stopping me.
I knew I had to because there was so much that needed to be said. But I couldn’t. I wanted all of her and more.
Hovering over her, I balanced on my elbows as she splayed her beautiful body over the hotel comforter. Her smell was intoxicating; I wanted to devour all of her.
I might never have been with a woman until Evette, but I wasn’t surprised by the possessiveness that took over with her. She was fated to be mine, after all.
My lips trailed down her neck and to her collarbone.
She was still in her scrubs, fitting loosely around her body. As she leaned back on the bed, the hem of her shirt lifted, revealing a smattering of freckles on her pale stomach—ones I wanted to trace with my tongue.
My heart hammered in my chest as my lips hovered over her soft belly, her smell filling my nostrils. Inhaling deeply, I took her scent into my lungs, and it soothed my inner beast. A little, at least. Just enough to stop myself from ripping the clothes from her body to rut inside her tight pussy while I sank my teeth into her shoulder, marking her as mine forever.
But I couldn’t hold back from getting a small taste anymore. Pulling down her pants, I moaned as I peered down at the little white lace panties barely covering her.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I murmured, breathing just above her clothed pussy.
She giggled, her whole body shaking underneath me, and it was the cutest damn thing.
“I don’t think anyone has ever told me that except for my parents. Not that I ever really had anyone around to say something like that anyway since I’ve been…um…too busy to date.”
I gripped the sheets, trying to keep my anger in check. I was torn between wanting to rip everyone in her life to shreds for not telling her how special she was each day and relief that no man had gotten close enough to enjoy her beauty before me. Although humans fated to be a mate didn’t feel desire for anyone else, it wasn’t unusual for them to have relationships before they learned about shifters.
They couldn’t be blamed when they didn’t understand why they were incapable of physical passion. But that didn’t stop my inner beast from thumping his chest at the knowledge that Evette was mine and only mine.
“You are. And I’ll tell you every fucking day if I have to.” I locked onto her heated stare as I kissed her pussy through her panties, already wet and so ready for me.
Pressing my lips to her again, I inhaled deeply, relishing in the feel of her thighs vibrating around me.
“Please, touch me, Leyton. I want you to,” she whispered, her hips bucking toward my face.
I wanted to devour her. To taste every bit of her sweet pussy that was calling to me.
She was my fated mate, after all.
She didn’t know that yet, though. So I couldn’t let this passion burn too hot until she understood what was happening between us. But I could relieve some of the pressure for her.
Determined to give my fated mate everything she needed, I peeled the lacy fabric away from her sweet pussy. Then I bent my head to drag my tongue through her wetness. Her flavor exploded across my taste buds, and I was instantly addicted.
I licked, sucked, and nipped until she writhed beneath me.
“Leyton! Oh yes!” she cried, her fingers digging into my scalp. “I’m so close.”
“Come for me, baby,” I murmured against her damp flesh before devouring her again.
Her hips undulated against my face, her pussy riding my tongue to completion. I drank every drop of her sweetness, licking my lips to make sure I didn’t waste any.
When she was done, it took everything I had to sit up, closing my eyes as I let out a deep breath. When I opened them again, I was stunned to find her sound asleep.
Judging by the dark circles under her eyes, I knew my mate needed her rest. That came first, so our talk could wait until tomorrow. After I’d spent the night with her exactly where she belonged, by my side.
4
EVETTE
Letting a stranger into my hotel room, almost having sex with him, and then passing out were all risky decisions that could have resulted in the end of my life. I should have been worried about sleeping with Leyton in the same bed, but I’d never felt safer than last night. And waking up with his arms wrapped around me was something I yearned to experience as often as possible.
Maybe even for the rest of my life, as wild as that sounded when I didn’t really know much about him other than he was the good friend to Aaron and Cressida who had been able to keep calm under the pressure of driving a pregnant woman in labor to the hospital. But there was a lot to be said for a guy who gave me my first orgasm without asking for anything in return. Especially when he followed that up by treating me to breakfast in bed the following morning.