Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 148184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 148184 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 741(@200wpm)___ 593(@250wpm)___ 494(@300wpm)
He leans into the blade and draws a very faint red line across his skin. I blink against the contrast and skip my gaze up to his eyes. They are bright and heavy-lidded. It hits me that he’s trusting me right now. Trusting me with this thing he considers a vulnerability.
I don’t need to see anything else. While holding the knife in one hand, I open his pants and drop my hand inside to find him hard, pre-cum already leaking from his broad tip. If we were in bed, I’d take him in my mouth, but right now, I just want to help him take the edge off.
I work him fast and hard, watching his face and the knife at the same time for any more blood or any signs of pain. All I get is heavy panting, then he leans his forehead into mine as I work him harder, my arm holding the knife going tingly from the exertion.
“Harder, Angel, make it hurt.”
I groan aloud at his orders and dig my nails in a bit as I pump him hard in my hand. When he comes, it’s with a grunt and hot jets of cum that make my hands slick. The second he eases down enough and stops shaking against me, I drop the knife, letting it fall to the floor.
Now, all I need is him to ease my own razor-sharp need. And after that hot as fuck stunt, I want to cut him to shreds.
I reach for him, and with a bold stare and a line of blood on his collar, he drops to his knees and flips up my skirt.
His gaze promises pleasure, but it also promises pain. Between us, there are always both.
59
ADRIAN
The day of the summons arrives cold and clear. I couldn’t sleep and spent most of the night watching Valentina as she slept fitfully. If I could take the haunting from her eyes, I would, in a heartbeat. If I could save her from this, I’d endure any trial.
Kai pacing in the hallway lets me know it’s time. I hoped to slip out before she noticed, but she grabs my hand tightly in hers when I shift to the edge of the bed. “You weren’t going to sneak out, were you?”
“Considered it,” I admit.
Tears coat her eyes and then slip down her pale cheeks, curls sticking to the wet trails. “Come here,” she whispers.
I crawl across the bed, shoes and all, to take her into my arms one last time.
When I told her the council wouldn’t try to take me out, I lied, and I lied well. They want nothing more than to wipe me off the face of the earth so they can take over my little piece of it. So I can’t challenge them as I have been since my father died.
She’s so soft and warm in my arms I don’t know if I can bring myself to let go. Her hands roam down my chest and latch onto my belt buckle.
“Angel…” But there’s no real fire in it. Not until she leans out to capture my lips in a kiss that threatens to melt my bones.
Her fingers turn frantic to open the belt, and my cock turns to iron as she delves her hand inside my boxer briefs and cups me tightly.
“One more time,” she says. “I need to feel you inside me right now. Please.”
She’s already working my pants down to my hips, and I trail my hand up her bare thigh to find her curls already soaked for me.
It takes seconds to roll her over, bring her ass to my cock, and slip inside her wet sheath. She sighs against my forearm, cradling her head as if she’s been waiting to feel me for ages and not hours.
I clasp her hip and pull her to me while I surge forward. I’m already about to come between the frenzied need for her and the way her cunt clenches around me so sweetly.
When she whimpers, I trail my hand over her hip and delve my fingers in to find her clit. I skim it gently, and she trembles against me. “How does that feel, Angel?”
“Perfect.” There’s a tremor in her voice too, and I push away my own feelings to focus on her. I can give her this. One last time, I can make her feel good.
“Push back against me. I’m going to make you come so hard.”
She follows my orders, and I trace the curve of her thigh back to her hip and then her tight little ass. It takes some maneuvering to squeeze my hand between us, but the second I swirl my thumb around her hole, she gasps.
I gently feed my thumb into the little ring of muscle, and her hand shifts down to take over at her clit. “Come for me, Angel. Let me see you fall apart.”