Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 129268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 646(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
Vince’s hand closes around my throat and pushes me down to the ground as his thick girth slams into me, stretching my tight walls, sending a pinch of pain through my body. I squirm in his grasp, but he doesn’t relent.
My eyes widen as I comprehend, in this moment, that he owns my body. I’m completely at his mercy. Instinctively my hands fly to my throat and try to peel his fingers away. My sharp nails dig into his skin, scratching and scraping in a furious effort to pry my throat from his hold.
He roars as he continues to slam into me. Tears form as the memories flood me and I scream. The shrill cry brings a coldness that dampens everything else. His grip instantly lifts and I scramble to get away from him, stopping just feet from his hulking form. Landing hard on my forearms, I struggle to catch my breath. I close my eyes tight, willing the painful memories to go away.
This is Vince. My mate. This is Vince. My mate. I repeat the thoughts over and over, trying to calm myself.
When I finally turn around, my fingers brushing along my throat, I see Vincent’s massive form on the brink of losing control. His silver eyes pierce mine with an intense, primal need and his fists clench tight. His shoulders and chest heave with every breath as a low growl rumbles through his chest. He’s a beast in need. He needs me. I brace myself and swallow thickly. I can do this. I need to give him this. I get down onto my knees and face away from him before lowering my shoulders and head to the ground and parting my legs for him.
Vince
Veronica bows that beautiful body. She presents herself to me as a mate in complete submission, and my wolf howls in triumph. My tightly clenched fists push my body off the ground as I slowly stalk toward her.
Go easy, I warn myself. Go easy on her. I fight for control.
My hands stroke slowly down her back, causing her to shiver before gripping the flesh of her ass. I barely contain my need to pound into her. Moving my hips behind her, I lower my head to trail kisses down her shoulder. With my forehead resting on her back I choke out the words, “Tell me to claim you.” Her thighs clench and the sweet smell of arousal overwhelms my senses as I groan in blissful agony.
“Claim me, Vince.” At her words I pound into her welcoming heat to the hilt and still. Feeling her tight sheath pulse around me, I ride through her orgasm, pistoning ruthlessly into my fierce mate. She steadies herself as she whimpers, taking every forceful blow of my body. My fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips as I pound into her, over and over. A cold sweat forms over my body. Her moans and trembling body have me growling and my spine tingling. But I’m not ready to come. I’m not ready to give this up. I flip her body over and immediately bite into the tender flesh of her breast, never letting up the brutal pace of our fucking. Taking her nipple into my mouth, I suck while my other hand digs harder into her hip as I slam into her welcoming pussy.
I savagely kiss up her throat and lick that delicate, pulsing spot in the crook of her neck. My claiming spot. Mine. My mate. Ecstasy is all I can feel.
My fingers find her swollen nub and I wait for her body to tremble and her pussy to throb with need. The tingling settles low in my spine and my limbs go numb as I near my climax. She shouts out my name with her release and I slam into her and still as I fill her with cum and clamp my teeth over her flesh. The tang of her blood fills my mouth, but I don’t release. I feel myself pulse as her pussy milks every drop of cum from me. Cum drips down her thigh and onto mine. My wolf howls in victory of claiming our mate and it fills me with pride and a sense of completion. My heart settles with deep satisfaction. My mate, my other half—she’s truly mine, now and for forever. After a moment to calm my breathing, I lift my heaving chest off of her small body and smile down at my mate. But the sight of her is nothing like I expect and concern quickly fills my now hollow chest. Her eyes are red with bloodied tears and her body is shaking.
“Baby?” I lean down to pick her up to soothe her panicked body, but she flinches and stumbles back, scrambling to put distance between us. My blood heats and my heart drops as I swallow thickly, trying to understand. Her chest rises and falls chaotically as her dark eyes penetrate mine with fear. “What’s wrong, baby?”