Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 142783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142783 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 714(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Fat droplets escaped the edges of her eyes and slipped down her cheeks. An edge of hysteria screamed through her body.
Sorrow a stampede that stormed her spirit.
Her fingers dragged over my shoulder and down my arm, like she was trying to get me to understand. To see. “There’s a piece of my heart that will always remain there, Logan. Broken and lost.” Another sob ripped from her, and she pressed a hand to her hemorrhaging chest. “And I don’t want to leave it behind or forget it. I won’t ever forget it. I won’t.”
Misery clutched and bound and tied us tighter than we’d ever been.
Wrapped our spirits and traipsed through our minds.
So much loss.
I dove for her, my arms fierce around her, pulling her as close to my chest as I could. My nose pressed into her hair and the words fumbled in a litany of our sins. “I’m sorry, Aster. I’m so fucking sorry.”
My heart heaved with the velocity of our mistakes.
With the circumstances that I’d tried to control but had failed.
Her head shook, and she climbed up to straddle me, and I shifted all the way onto my back. My hands shot to her waist.
She was so damned gorgeous as she looked down on me.
Dark brown hair wild around her face. Her throat still trembled with the silent cries that twisted her mouth.
But I thought maybe—maybe a piece of her heart had been freed.
“I love you, Aster. Through it all, I’ve loved you.”
Her tongue swept over her soggy lips. “And I’m terrified that my love for you is going to ruin us both in the end. That my being here…”
I flew up to sitting. I had one hand wound in her hair and the other linked around her waist. The words rushed out with a curl of severity. “This time, we’re not giving up anything, Aster. We’re not sacrificing or yielding or surrendering. We’re taking what’s ours.”
This was the greed I was giving into.
And I wanted it all.
The sheet was twisted around her legs, and every inch of her exposed skin was bare.
Her heart beat at a ragged sprint.
Wrapping me whole.
Her head tilted to the side when she touched my face. “No surrendering.”
My guts clenched.
Clenched with want.
With need.
With this devotion that made me weak in the knees.
She pushed me onto my back, and she stared down at me like she was searing this moment into her mind.
Her eyelids dropped closed as she savored it.
Then she dove forward, the oath frenzied when she whispered, “We’re taking what’s ours.”
She kissed me hard, with a devotion that singed across my skin and embedded into my bones.
It was dizzying, being with her like this. Fully freed. Just her and me. Lost to each other. To the truth that we were where we were always supposed to be.
All it took was a brush from her and I was hard again.
She felt it, and a needy gasp raked from her lungs.
Desire filled her being and glimmered from her skin.
Aster pushed up onto her knees, fisted my dick, and aligned me with her pussy.
She plunged down.
Took all of me in.
Body and fucking soul.
My hands shot to her hips. “Shit. Aster. Yes. Do you have any idea how you feel?”
A wispy, dazed laugh ripped through the air. “I hope half as good as you feel to me.”
She began to move, and I held her by the waist while the girl worked me over.
She glided up and down on my shaft. Her walls clutching my cock in a fist, and her tits bouncing with each pitch of her body.
Bliss.
Bliss.
Bliss.
I shot upright so I could get to that mouth, kissing her hard and wild while she rode me in her own form of possession. Writing herself on my being.
But she was already there.
Greed.
She just hadn’t fucking known it.
I rubbed my thumb on her clit as I kissed down her throat.
I felt her wind, the sensation grow, her body burning up as the pleasure gathered quick. Two strokes later, an orgasm tore through her, head to toe.
Her pussy throbbed and squeezed as she moaned my name.
“I told you that you would be mine, Aster Rose. I told you I was going to own this body. That I was going to fill you up and take you over. This body belongs to me.”
I went back to stroking her clit while her nails scratched and clawed at my shoulders.
She was feral.
Wild.
“Oh…Logan…please…I don’t think…”
“Don’t think, Aster. Let go. Give it to me. Everything you have.”
That time, when the second orgasm hit her, she cried out, and the sound of her pleasure banged against the walls.
I came with a rush, holding her by the inside of the thighs to press her down onto me while my cock throbbed and pulsed.
A bomb of pleasure detonated.
Blinding as it blazed through my being.
Paradise.
My arms tightened around her as we both came down.