Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 26333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 132(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
What the hell was he talking about?
Another firm grip of male palm squeezed her cheek, and again, a pained noise escaped her lips. Instinct moved her to look back, to see just why his hands brought about such pain, and Wren gasped to see the bruising all over her butt.
“You look so innocent, so put upon, for someone so guilty. Are you going to pretend that you don’t remember?” The male who’d asked the question sounded entirely reasonable in tone, even though he continued to manipulate the black and blue globes of her ass specifically to cause discomfort.
Vague flashes of his cock down her throat, that nectar she could swallow forever running like honey into an empty belly.
Memory of unexpectedly gagging, a wet cough following the sudden extraction of the throbbing flesh pulled from her throat. Wren would have chased after it, had she not been restrained by the very man who’d pushed his way into her mouth.
A mix of want and mortification, flushed her skin pink, and Wren remembered so much more.
Kieran was pair-bonded to the doll.
He had fed her his nectar, over and over, despite her protests, and she had eaten food left in the room in an attempt to protect herself from his urges to feed her more.
The food had been drugged, and he had saved her life by forcibly extracting it from her stomach… then spanked her like a child.
“I don’t care if you don’t want me.” Abandoning her ass, a warm caress moved up her spine until Kieran had gathered the hair at her nape in his fist. Drawing her close, his point razor sharp, he growled, “Do you understand that? You can say no, and I will still make you lie here. I’ll still knot you until you beg for more. I’ll use tricks that will leave you panting and on the brink of madness only I can soothe. I’ll put my children in your belly.”
The man was deluding himself. He was bonded to another. A full bond. Going against his urges to nest with his mate would torment him with every thrust he put in her body.
And children… no. Wren would not raise babies in this hellhole.
So she shook her head to make her point clear. It did nothing but add to the fire in the Second’s green-eyed gaze.
In fact, her negation seemed only to excite him, the cock pressed between their bodies kicking with that first rush of blood. “If you ever disobey me again, if you stupidly put yourself in danger, I’ll give you so much more than a bruised ass to worry about.”
As she was between his spread thighs, there was little leverage she could use to sit up without pulling away, and it would seem he was not in a charitable mood. When she pressed against his chest, Kieran showed his teeth, eyeing her neck as if tempted to rip right into it.
Caspian had already marred that spot. Much of her flesh would forever be decorated by the First’s attention. Looking to it brought the First Alpha to Kieran’s thoughts. “Caspian would have hurt one of your boys, badly, to make a point. Keep that in mind next time you’re tempted to disobey. Be grateful that I am not going to tell him what took place here.”
Her disobedience had not been intentional, Wren had just been so hungry, so frantic to stop falling into the spell of the fluid Kieran kept flooding into her belly. Not at all in her right mind.
“Had I not returned as quickly as I had, you would have died. Do you have any idea what an overdose on Bliss Powder looks like? Bloody foam spills out your mouth, bulging eyes, the skin turns a mildew shade of green in less than a few hours.”
How could she have known all that food had been drugged? He’d pointed it out to her. And why the heck had he been feeding it to the new little girl? All the females here wanted Kieran. He didn’t need to—
“I found dear ol’ mom like that. Dress up around her waist, mouth gaping, and reeking of whatever pimp she’d got the drugs from. Man probably works for me now. I wouldn’t have any way of knowing which one of my pushers was there with her when she took it too far.”
Inner rant cutting short, Wren felt the real-world weight of those words. She felt them, imagining finding her own mother in such an awful state, knowing that the person partially responsible probably called him boss. That Kieran knowingly had his men concoct, push, and sell designer drugs despite his history.
The feelings that came with all of that were so ugly she didn’t even know what to call them.
What if Alec had seen her that way? What if they had shown Mikael? What if either of them were ever tempted with this shit. Heck, Alec might be upstairs, but he was and always would be a member of the Syndicate. Part of his job would be to push their interests.