Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 154037 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 770(@200wpm)___ 616(@250wpm)___ 513(@300wpm)
“Maybe it’s time I do, Otto. Maybe it’s time I say exactly what I want. What I need. And for the record, what’s in those books isn’t what I want other men to do to me. It’s what I want you to do to me.”
His hips jutted upward.
I gasped at the sensation.
Tingles raced across the surface of my flesh, this feeling swelling from within unlike anything I’d ever experienced before.
Severity seared through his expression.
“You’re sure that this is what you want? You want me to show you?” he rumbled.
“Yes. I want it. I want you.”
“You know that’s all it can ever be. I can’t keep you, Raven. I’m a fucking bastard for even suggesting it. For even having you like this. Took an oath.” Regret filled the last, and I could sense that he was having second thoughts and getting ready to withdraw.
My nails sank into his tattooed pecs, desperate to stop him. I dragged them down, over all that hard, carved flesh, all the way down to the scene depicted on his hip.
The moonflower blooming beneath the night.
“Don’t tell me you don’t want it, too.” I wasn’t quite sure where the obstinance came from, but it was there in the lift of my chin.
A challenge.
His cock that burned below me hardened further. No way for him to deny it.
That didn’t mean I didn’t understand where he was coming from. I knew his oath to Sovereign Sanctum. His oath to my brother. This man’s loyalty was fierce and unending. Otto would never want to betray that.
But maybe it was time we were lifted above it.
“I told you it was time that I spread my wings. I want to spread them with you.”
“Just this once, Raven, and no one can fuckin’ know.” Shame splintered across his face.
I hated that he would feel guilt over me. But I needed this so badly. To find myself in him. The courage. The strength. The belief. However short-lived it was going to be.
“I don’t want them to. This is just for me. For us. If you want it.”
“If I want it?” His hands slid lower until his fingers were splayed over my butt. I arched into it, needing to feel every touch.
“Don’t think I’ve ever wanted anything so badly in my life.” He ground out the confession. “The way you’ve been driving me out of my mind, here under my roof. In my house and under my skin.”
Hope raced, his words so much bigger than temporary. But I needed to accept that’s all this could be. I needed to put any foolish notions of this man actually loving me to rest.
Bury them right in this bed.
“I just need to know that you won’t regret this, Raven.” Otto reached up and brushed his fingers through my hair, eyes brimming with sincerity. “I need to know that things won’t change between us. Need to know I’ll always be your favorite person the way you’ll always be mine. Can’t stand the idea of anything coming between us.”
Maybe we were both fools for thinking we could maintain who we’d always been, but as far as I was concerned, everything had changed anyway. When he’d walked in on me, and I’d bared myself to him the way I had. The way I didn’t cower or hide but instead had continued, silently begging him to join me.
Tonight had been my breaking point when he’d asked about my book. The culmination of everything I’d tried to keep tapped.
My truth exploding from my mouth because I was so finished pretending. So sick of holding it in.
There was no going back on this.
“I would never regret a second spent with you, and I’m pretty sure I’m going to like you even better after you touch me. You’re about to take favorite to new levels.”
Somehow, I found the tease, my lips pulling up on the side, though that smile was completely obliterated when Otto suddenly flew up to sitting.
He wound a hand up in my mess of hair that I’d let down when I’d come to bed, and he jerked my face close to his, our lips almost touching.
His other arm banded around my waist, keeping me plastered to his chiseled front, and my legs were wrapped around his waist and tucked up close to his cock.
I gulped around the thickness in my throat. I’d imagined what he’d be like so many times, sure just from the brutal size of him that he’d be huge.
But this…this was so much more than I’d dared to imagine. The enormous press of him where he slowly rubbed himself against my center.
“Definitely, definitely my favorite person,” I wheezed as I dug my nails into his shoulders.
He grinned. Grinned this salacious smile that tumbled through me like a dream.
Warmth and light.
Freedom.
That’s what this was.
The letting of my chains.
“We’re gonna see if we can discover a few more favorites for you, darlin’.”