Total pages in book: 191
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 188966 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 945(@200wpm)___ 756(@250wpm)___ 630(@300wpm)
“I’m yours, Neri. Take whatever you want from me.”
Biting my lip, I hooked my fingers in his boxer-briefs. The tip of his cock glistened above the waistband, trapped and angry. How many times had I touched him in the past four months? How many times had I brought him to a release? How many times had I wanted more than just a fumble in the dark or a rushed grind against the door?
Tonight, I got my wish.
There was nothing to stop us.
No one to see.
Ever so slowly, he raised his hips just enough for me to pull the wet material down to mid-thigh. His hands flexed on my hips as I sat slowly...pressing my hot wetness against the base of his erection.
He shuddered and clenched his teeth. “Now is probably a good time to remind you of how sensitive I am. Be kind to me, aşkım. Understand that this...having you so near. Being bare against you, I’ve never been so close to coming in my entire life.”
Rocking my hips, I dragged my wetness over him.
He almost jack-knifed up. “I mean it, Neri. If you want me inside you, you can’t tease me tonight. Tomorrow, sure. A week from now, I’ll have better control. But right now...fuck, boşalmamak için elimden geleni yapıyorum.”
Grabbing his hands, I threaded our fingers together. Our palms tight. Our grip almost painful. “What did you say?” I rocked again, feeling a rush of power as his thighs bunched beneath me, turning into rocks.
His eyes rolled back as I found the tip of him, sitting still and heavy.
His cock rippled beneath me as he fought for control.
“Fucking hell, Nerida. I said, it’s taking everything I have not to come. I’m going to embarrass myself. I know I am.” His eyes opened, blazing with anger and desperation. “Only you have this magic over me, wife.”
That word echoed between us.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Wife...”
Everything stopped.
Our fingernails dug into each other as we clasped hands so hard.
“Wife...” he murmured again. “You’re my wife. Karıcığım.” He licked his lips, choking on a guttural groan. “How can a single word make me fall even deeper into love with you?” Untangling one of his hands from mine, he reached up and cupped my cheek. So tender. So pure. So real. “When will the falling end, karıcığım? Where’s the bottom of this feeling? Because I honestly won’t survive if I keep falling.”
My heartrate blew through crazed and went straight into manic. My entire body broke out in goosebumps. “Never. We keep falling for the rest of our lives.”
“In that case, I better learn how to fly.” He chuckled darkly. “So I can keep us falling without fear of what will happen when we crash.”
“God, I love you, Aslan. Or should I say...kocam.”
His groan this time echoed in the palm trees and swirled across the sand. “You called me your husband. When did you...how did you...why did you learn that?”
I bent over him, my core sliding over his hardness, my lips connecting with his.
He trembled and broke out in a sweat as I kissed him deep and hard.
His mouth opened wide, he sucked on my tongue, his hips bucked upward as he lost himself in me. I could break him with a single roll of my hips. I could make him shatter against his control. And that knowledge, that authority over a man who was so much stronger, so much bigger than me, gave me back the final piece of what Ethan had stolen.
Aslan unwittingly made me whole again, all by breaking in my hold.
“I learned the word because I knew that’s what you were,” I whispered, breaking the kiss and using the link of our left hands to sit upright. I planted my right palm on his heaving chest, all while his fingers tightened against my cheek.
He stiffened and gritted his teeth. “You make me feel so guilty, Neri. So fucking guilty because...instead of cursing the storm that stole my family, I find myself being so damn grateful it gave me you.” His gaze fell from my lips, to my nipples, to the trimmed hair between my legs.
Shyness overcame me, but his hand on my cheek trembled as he caught my eyes again and murmured, “You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. I’m honoured that you chose me, Nerida Taylor.”
“I didn’t choose you,” I whispered. “I just found you again...that’s all.”
Tears glossed his eyes, all while his lips twisted into a snarl. “If you’re still planning on consummating this marriage, I suggest you do it before you destroy me entirely.”
I laughed under my breath. “You don’t mind...me taking control?”
“Mind?” He bared his teeth. “It’s a fucking pleasure.” A dark gleam replaced the overwhelming love in his eyes. “I’m yours to play with. Yours to touch. Yours to ride. You have my word that I won’t take control...unless you want me to.” His gaze dropped between my spread legs again. “You’re driving me insane. You have me wrapped around every piece of you so tightly, you only have to ask and I’d tear down the fucking sky for you.”