Two Wrongs (Love Always Finds A Way #1) Read Online Dani Wyatt

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: Love Always Finds A Way Series by Dani Wyatt
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Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25839 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
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“It’s okay. It was when I was young. Surgery.” A wash of some relief cools the fire burning in my gut, but only by a degree because whatever caused that kind of scar had to hurt like a motherfucker. “I had a problem with one leg. But, it’s fixed. I’m okay.”

I manage a heaving breath, leaning down and kissing the length of each scar, wishing I’d been there to comfort her when she was in pain.

Lust grabs me by the balls, jerking me back to the moment as she lays there like a divine offering, and now more than ever, I want her to know something.

“Remember, even when I’m rough, even when I say filthy things…” I pause, the words almost slipping out, surprising myself. I don’t want to scare her, so I adjust course. “Just remember, giving you what you need might not always be what you think you want. But I will never, ever harm you. And anyone that does…” I leave it there, not wanting her to ball it out the door when I’m so close to claiming my prize.

I see her bite her bottom lip as she lies naked in front of me, and I hold my breath.

“So fucking perfect, baby,” I choke out, the words catching in my throat as I dive in, pushing my face between her thighs, mouth open, wanting all of her at once.

I drive my tongue into that tight cherry opening, swirling it around her little barrier, hoping when I claim her with my cock she won’t hate me for how much it’s going to hurt.

I kiss, lick, suck and drink in her sweet nectar until it’s dripping from my chin and tensing up.

I lick up and down, slowly, then get laser fucking focused on her hard little button. The way she raises her hips and starts pulling at my hair, I think I’m getting ready to hit the bullseye.

Her flavor is more than I can handle. I see white spots, a beast-like growl vibrating through me as I swallow down her sweet honey, then suck hard on her little nub.

She shoots off and bucks like a rodeo bronco against me, but she’s no match for my grip. I tug her softness against my mouth, sucking and slurping as I ride out her orgasm, her wet heat drenching my face.

But I’m not done.

Her next orgasm is just as strong as I pump my tongue in and out of her opening, the pad of my thumb working her clit as I nearly go off at the sound of her calling my name.

As she pants and comes down, I brace myself over her, kissing her and sharing her sweet and savory flavor as her body twitches and writhes under me.

“Now,” I say as I pull back, her eyes unfocused, her hands on my shoulders. “You’re a virgin, baby, but tell me, are you on anything that’s going to keep me from breeding you?”

“Breeding?” she repeats, her cheeks bright red as she tries to get her brain re-engaged.

“Yes, baby. Breed. Cum. Eggs. Ovaries. Baby making 101. I’m going in raw. I’m going to unload right up against your cervix, and I’m going to keep doing it until I take root. So I need to know, you got anything going on that’s going to fuck up my program?”

Her mouth is wide, eyes on mine, holding her breath. Then she shakes her head. It’s almost imperceptible, but that’s all I need.

“Good girl. Because I’m coming for you.”

All my life, I’ve resisted commitment. All my life, I’ve avoided the idea of getting married. I’ve even avoided weddings because all I could ever think was this whole fucking idea is doomed.

But now, here, with her in my arms, and this crazy fucking white-hot fire in my belly and heart? It’s the most natural thing in the world.

And conveniently, we’re on our way to a wedding right now. So, I mean, really. I might be a difficult motherfucker, but I can see the writing on the wall.

“I’m gonna say something fucking crazy. You ready?”

She turns in my arms a little, looking up at me, long lashes dusting her cheeks as she blinks. “Yeah.”

“I love you.”

She laughs a little and my heart breaks a little.

“Tor.”

“I mean it, baby. Seeing you for the first time split me in two. And having you is the only thing that’s going to keep me together.”

She looks up at the RV’s ceiling. Then she takes a deep breath and runs her fingers over my chest. Light and sweet. “Alright. My turn to say something crazy.”

Fuck. Fucking fuck. “Hit me.”

“I love you, too. Psychopath. Serial killer.”

Christ. My eyes blur with the emotion of it. I can’t even bring myself to look at her because I know there’s a non-zero chance I’m going to start to cry for real. Still, though. There’s something else that needs to be said. Because love is just words unless there’s action.



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