Total pages in book: 266
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 250787 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1254(@200wpm)___ 1003(@250wpm)___ 836(@300wpm)
“Haidyn.” She pulls her lips from mine, gasping my name and pulling me from my own thoughts.
“I know, doll face,” I say breathlessly, pushing the head of my hard dick into her soaked cunt. Fuck, getting myself off in the shower didn’t help.
She arches her back and neck, her voice ringing out into the dark room as I push myself inside her like she was made for me.
Clenching my teeth, I push my cock balls deep, holding it there as I reposition myself. I lower onto my forearms, my hands gripping her wrists and pinning them down by her head.
I start to move, loving the way her body reacts to me. She’s panting, and I’m already out of breath. I lower my lips to her bruised neck and kiss her racing pulse tenderly. Letting her know that I can fuck her while leaving her begging for more.
“Fuck, Charlotte.” Her body shivers against mine. “Tell me, doll face…who do you belong to?”
“You.” She gasps.
“Whose little whore are you?” I demand, thrusting harder, forcing the headboard to hit the wall.
“Yours,” she cries out.
Letting go of her wrists, I sit up. My hands grip her narrow hips, holding on so tight that I’ll leave more bruises than the bastard gave her, and I begin to move. Thrusting harder and harder as her voice fills the room along with the lightning and thunder.
Her pussy clenches down on my pierced cock while she comes, and I’m panting as I slam into her as if I have a line of men behind me watching me try to knock her up.
My eyes drop to her stomach. The thought of Bill enters my mind. I imagine her tied up and ready for men to line up to fill her full of their cum to see who can knock her up first. A breeder…is what he said she’d be if she failed her assignment.
Fuck that! Annabelle Marie Schults belongs to me. So I will make sure whatever it is the Lords want her to do, she passes. Because once the birth control shot I had Gavin give her wears off, she won’t be getting another one. The only babies she’ll be having are mine.
Her hands get my attention as they reach up and grab my hair. She pulls me down, wanting my lips on hers again, and I don’t deny her.
She opens up for me, and I pull away to place my arms under her knees, spreading her legs wide open. Then I reposition myself back down on top of her to kiss her, cutting off her cries.
I’m walking up the steps inside the cathedral to find a man turning to face me. He zips up his jeans and winks at me. “Good luck, man. May the best man win.”
He throws his shoulder into mine in passing, and I see ten more men standing single file and a woman strapped down to a breeding bench. Her legs spread with her ass and pussy up in the air. There’s a butt plug in her ass to make sure no one uses it. That’s not what this is for. I walk around the front of the structure to see she’s bent over; dark hair covers the floor. I get a sickening feeling in my gut when I bend down and grip her hair to lift her head. Pretty blue eyes meet mine and widen when they see me. It’s Charlotte. She’s got duct tape over her lips, and her muffled screams fill the room as another man begins to fuck her.
A hand hits my shoulder, making me jump up and turn around. “Get in line, Haidyn. But just know your odds are pretty low. She’s already been here for five days.” The guy chuckles as he walks away.
I open my eyes to the sound of the rain still hitting the wall of windows. I’m on my side with one arm draped over a sleeping Charlotte. The other underneath her neck. My cock still inside her cunt.
Looking at the clock on the nightstand, I see that I’ve only been asleep for an hour. The nightmare woke me up.
Very gently, I remove my arm from underneath her neck and then slowly pull out of her. She moans in her sleep but doesn’t wake.
Getting out of bed, I slip on a pair of sweatpants before making my way to the kitchen. I need a drink. Something alcoholic and strong.
I flip on the light, thinking I see a figure sitting in the living room. I come to a stop when I see who it is. Fuck, I should carry a gun on me at all times. I have them all over this house, but not one on me at this very moment.
“Haidyn.” She gives me a smile, standing by the windows. “I was wondering how long it’d take for her to pass out.” Her eyes slide to the hallway that leads to my bedroom.