Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 33235 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33235 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 166(@200wpm)___ 133(@250wpm)___ 111(@300wpm)
“I should go—”
“Stop.”
His voice is firm, but warm, and deep, and the sound of it envelops me like a blanket.
“Look at me, baby girl,” he says softly. I don’t, because I can’t, and I keep my eyes and my face turned away as the tears brim my eyes.
“Lyra.”
His hand cups my cheek, and slowly, he pulls my gaze back to him.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper sullenly.
But Damien’s just shaking his head, his eye blazing with something heated and his gaze firmly on me.
“You have nothing to be sorry about, angel,” he purrs. “I knew from the first look at you that you’d never been claimed, that you’d never felt a man inside of you. I could tell by the way you walked, and the way you held yourself.”
I start to look away, but he stops me.
“I want you like this,” he growls, a hunger suddenly blazing over his face. “I want you untouched, and unmarked, and I like that you’re mine and only mine.” He stands, moving close to me and pulling me against him. He tilts my head back, and suddenly, he’s kissing me so hard I can feel it in my toes. I can taste myself on his tongue, and I know it’s dirty, but it suddenly sends that hungry shiver back through me again. Or maybe it’s because it’s so dirty.
“So pure,” he groans into my lips. “So innocent. I knew you’d never had a man touch you like this, or taste your sweetness like this, or fuck you, like I’m going to fuck you.”
I whimper at his words, and when I feel his thick, pulsing shaft hot against my thigh, I tremble in anticipation.
“And I will have you, my angel,” he says softly. “Not here, and not like this, but soon — very soon — I’m going to take you as my own. And when I do, there’s not a man in the world who’ll be able to look at you again and see what I saw tonight. They’ll know you’ve been plucked. They’ll know that a man has had you, and claimed you, and it’ll be my job to let every single fucking one of them know that you’re off-limits to everyone but me.”
I gasp at his words, the fierceness of them sending a heated pulse right through my body, until my heart jumps into my throat with excitement.
His. I’m aware of how crazy or how surreal it sounds. But at the same time, there’s no denying how it really makes me feel.
Whole. It makes me feel protected, and loved, and like for the first time ever, I’m needed by someone.
“I love that you’re untouched, and unmarked, Lyra,” he growls, pulling me close and kissing me again. His hand slips between my legs, and I whimper as his fingers brush over my clit.
“Because, my little queen, I’m going to mark you. I’m going to spread those pretty thighs wide and bury my cock inside of your sweet untouched cunt.”
His cock slips against my pussy, and for one second, my heart jumps into my throat, wondering if he’s decided to take me now. He eases the head against my opening, teasing me and rubbing it up and down, but he doesn’t push inside. Instead, he just makes me cry out, leaking my sticky wetness all over his cock until it's dripping down the thick, veined shaft as he slowly strokes himself.
“Fuck, baby girl,” he groans. “Look at how hard you’ve made my cock with that sweet little cunt of yours.”
He pushes the head up, rubbing it over my clit and then rocking against me so that every fat inch of the underside of his cock glides over my clit. He strokes himself harder, groaning alongside my moans, and I watch as more and more sticky white fluid drips from the small slit at the top of his cock. It drops down onto my skin, coating my pussy and my thighs, mixing with my own wetness until I’m slick and glistening and wet, my legs wide open for him.
“And look how wet and ready that pretty pussy is for Daddy,” he groans. “I can feel you pulsing against me, so eager to feel me slide inside, and so eager to feel me spray my cum deep in your womb.”
I moan louder, panting as his cock glides over my clit again and again, his hips pumping as if he’s driving into me, even if he’s staying just outside. I can feel a tingling sensation begin to well up inside of me — something that threatens to engulf me as this gorgeous, much older, powerful man strokes his thick cock against my pussy and whispers his filthy promises into my ear
“Soon, angel,” he growls. “Soon I’ll be spreading this little pussy wide, and stretching you open for my cock.” His hand grips my ass tight, cupping me and holding me down on the desk as he strokes his cock with his other hand. My soaking wet panties, sticky and pushed to the side, slip over his cock, making it look even more obscene as I watch his hips drive back and forth, sawing his thick shaft against my slit.