Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 68195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68195 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 341(@200wpm)___ 273(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
“Wait a minute, you brought me here?”
“Yes, I compelled you in a dream, then I set things in motion for you to follow. Sorry, but there was no other way.” I kissed her hair and caressed her cheek to soften the blow of what I’d done.
When looked at in this light, it seems rather calculating. But it was the only option available to me at the time.
I looked towards the darkened window where I knew that Mina hadn’t left, but was lurking somewhere nearby.
She must be desperate to risk coming this close. In the past few weeks her, or someone close to her, have been playing around the edges of town.
It was she in the dark cloud the other day, but she knew not to get too close.
Today she had gone out of bounds, which can only mean that she was unraveling, or was seeking to force my hand, which made no sense.
Jasmine brought me back to the present with her body pressed close to mine. Poor thing, her own body was betraying her. She wanted to be mad at me, but her body wanted to fuck.
For someone who had no experience, it could either be lots of fun, or very frustrating. I will try to even things up for her.
I started with a kiss. I had been dying to taste her again, now with no more barriers standing in our way I was free to kiss her to my heart’s content.
Her lips opened greedily beneath the force of mine, our tongues tangled together as we both tried to devour the other.
Even her kiss was different. Before I had kissed the lips of an innocent, now she kissed with the fiery passion that was going to be such a big part of her life from now on.
“Shh, you’ll hurt yourself.” I calmed her when her kisses grew too wild and she scraped her lips across my teeth.
The moans she made were full of pain and want. “Please Thorn, it aches.” She rubbed her thighs together and pleaded with me with her eyes.
“Okay love lay still and I will help you.” I put her back in bed and came down beside her.
My cock hurt as I fought to ignore it and its needs. Concentrating only on giving her relief.
My hands trembled slightly as I tried to go slow and not rush her. Her body was like a furnace as I licked the skin of her neck.
I bit into her flesh, leaving my mark and she hissed. I was fast coming to believe that this night was not going to end until I fucked her.
I kissed my way down to that place between her tits, teasing her until she writhed against the sheets. “I love your body, so perfect. Do you know why it’s so perfect lyubov moya?”
She shook her head as I trailed my fingers down her chest and back. Catching her eyes with mine.
I circled her nipple with one fingertip until her breathing sped up and her nipple stood erect, the pink bud reddening beneath my hand.
“Because it’s mine.” Lowering my head I took her sweet flesh into my mouth and sucked.
Her hands came up to hold me closer as I suckled her like a starving lamb. I traded one breast for the next as I ran my hand down between her thighs.
She opened like a flower to the sun and let my fingers caress her cunt lips slowly, gently. “This is where I’ll take you. Do you understand about sex love?” a question that should’ve been asked before now I think.
“I think so, they taught us in school.” She writhed against me, trying to get me to touch her harder, deeper. She had no interest in conversation, a quick peek into her mind showed that she had only one thing on her mind.
It’s as though the return of her memory unleashed her strengths. It was going to take some doing to train her in the way that she would need to be, which I’ve been long prepared for.
I knew she’d never even been kissed by anyone else before, I’d made sure of that. No one else was ever going to touch her in this life but me.
I couldn’t have borne it if they had, and so I’d planted certain thoughts in her head over time, that kept those things far removed from her mind.
It’s like I’d told her, what I’d done in the name of my country had been nothing more than a job. I’d never formed an attachment to any of my marks, never even came close.
Had she sought to bond with someone else it would’ve proved dangerous for her, and the boy would most likely be dead.
I concentrated on giving her pleasure now, while trying to hold part of myself back, so that I didn’t go too far.