Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 138683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 138683 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 693(@200wpm)___ 555(@250wpm)___ 462(@300wpm)
Tracking every inch.
Hulking, rigid muscle and the sheen of want that coated his tattooed, scarred flesh.
His cock was enormous, thick and fat with the kind of hunger that made my knees weak.
Beautiful Beast.
“I’m going to expect you to make good on that promise, Milo Hendricks.” I tried to play it light, but my throat was tight, and these tingly shivers were streaking all over my skin.
He leaned over and began to peel my underwear down my legs, murmuring, “I’ll do my best,” as he went.
A desperate sound got loose of my mouth.
I couldn’t help it.
Milo chuckled, then he took me by the knees and spread me wide.
That time, I gasped, “Milo.”
“You’ve got the sweetest pussy, Little Dove.” He dove in for a taste, his tongue pushing deep between my lips.
My hips bucked. “Please. I’m on the pill. Hurry.”
His mouth moved higher, leaving a trail of kisses as he climbed onto the bed.
My hip bone, my lower belly, my ribs on my left side. “Eager girl,” he murmured across my heated skin.
He rode up until he was winding himself between my thighs before he took the hardened nub of my right breast between his teeth.
Warmth streaked, and my fingers drove into his hair. I held on for my quickly dwindling sanity as he licked me into oblivion.
My eyes nearly rolled back into my head when he pressed his hot cock to my center.
Erratic anticipation rushed through my veins and sent chills skating over every inch of my flesh.
“Milo.”
He pulled back, and his fingers softly traced the angle of my jaw. “I have you, Little Dove.”
It was a pained oath.
“Then take me.”
He gazed down at me.
My hair all around and my heart in his hands.
Did he know?
Did he understand what it meant?
Did he know it was unconditional?
Eternal?
“I love you,” I whispered.
And I’d love this man to his dying day if he’d let me.
Honey-dipped eyes dimmed, and his palm slipped to my cheek. “And you own me, Tessa McDaniels.”
There was a dose of sadness behind it as he pushed up onto his hands, the man an intimidating refuge where he hovered high.
The bare space between us groaned, and our connection thrummed.
He adjusted himself between my shaking thighs, and he ran just the tip through my center.
“Oh.” My arms curled around his neck, and I couldn’t do anything but hold on, though my mouth was near his ear, my confession quiet but bold. “I want you so bad, Milo.”
So bad I hurt.
“Does that mean you’re ready for me? Ready for me to take all this sweetness?”
My stomach flipped in need, and I frantically nodded where our cheeks were pressed together. “I’ve been ready forever.”
“Hold on, baby.”
Milo began to nudge his cock inside me.
So slow because holy crap.
He spread me.
Inch by torturous inch.
My mouth opened on a moan, on the perfect, blissful, pained pleasure as he worked himself into my body.
I expelled a shattered breath when he finally filled me full, so full I was gasping short, jutting sounds that I couldn’t control.
Milo’s hand flexed where he held me by the back of the neck.
No doubt, he was struggling to keep it together.
Close to snapping.
To freeing the intensity I could see radiating from him, the clench of his jaw and the flex of his abdomen and the sheen of sweat that glistened on his flesh.
He grunted a hard breath, and his arm came around the top of my head like he could hold every part of me beneath the hedge of his protection.
His body a shield.
His aura was dark and light and thrashing.
Everything.
Everything.
“Can’t believe I’m here like this with you, Tessa. Can’t believe it’s real. You have no idea what I’d do for you. The lengths I would go.”
The words were gravel.
The grinding of a threat that wasn’t meant for me.
His mind traipsing to the dark places he was terrified for me to see.
“I will follow you there.”
He eased back so our lips barely brushed, our breaths rasping together.
Our hearts meshed.
He pressed up onto one elbow and began to move.
Milo took me in a way I’d never been taken before.
Fully.
Wholly.
“Do you have any idea how good it feels being inside you?” It was a grunt from his mouth.
Energy fired and flashed.
A flame that could never go out.
“Your pussy hugging my dick. So goddamn perfect. Could live inside you forever.”
Air wheezed up my lungs, and I clung tighter to him as he spread his hand around to my bottom.
“You can have me forever, Milo. Always.”
Something flashed through his expression, like his spirit that had been held back by chains suddenly broke.
He pulled out, then filled me with a possessive thrust. “I want it, Tessa. Want to give that to you.”
He picked up a reckless rhythm, and I clawed at his back.
He took me hard. Desperate.
The two of us left without caution.
Pure abandon as we got lost in this relief.