Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 38439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38439 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 192(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“This is yours, Hope. All of me.”
“I ain’t sharing, Max.” I yanked my hands away. “I don’t even know if I want you or not. You’ve hurt me worse than anyone in my life ever has! Damn you!”
I shoved him then. Hard. He didn’t move. So I did it again. And again. I screamed at him and shoved one more time. The next thing I knew I was in his arms. I’d pulled off my own shirt and shrugged out of my bra so that I was against him skin to skin. My mouth found his, and I kissed him for all I was worth.
Warlock’s big hands were at my waist, unfastening my shorts and shoving them along with my panties down my hips to pool at my feet. Somehow, he had his pants down to his knees, his cock standing proud between us. I felt the tip poking my entrance. Suddenly it was the most important thing in my world to get it inside me.
I hopped up so I could wrap my legs around his waist and shifted until I felt myself sinking down around his thickness. It stretched and burned until I reached a point where I couldn’t go any farther without pain.
“Now what’er you gonna do, girl?” His growl was more of a challenge than him mocking me for getting in a situation I wasn’t ready for.
“I hate you!” I yelled at him. Then I forced myself fully down on him with a wild scream. I felt like I’d ripped in two. The pain was intense. I wanted off him, but I was afraid to move.
“I know, honey. I know. And you have every right to hate me. I’ve not treated you like I should have.” He had his arm clamped around me tightly as he moved us to the bed, him on top of me. “Look at me, Hope. My beautiful, sweet Hope.” He brushed his other hand over my hair, moving strands off my forehead. I obeyed him more on instinct than out of any wish to comply with the arrogant pig. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for everything, but most especially for not talking to you like I demanded you do to me.”
“You’re a shithead.” I sniffed. It was a combination of pain, frustration, and sadness. “I didn’t want to lose you. I know I never really had you to begin with, but I don’t want to not have you at all! At least until now, I got to be with you. But I can’t keep looking like an idiot. I’m taking what I want from you right now. After this is over, after I have this one experience with you to treasure for the rest of my life, I’m outta here, Max. You can do whatever you want to with the annulment.”
He shook his head, moving out of me slightly only to ease back in. Farther this time. It burned and stretched, and I cried out. I wasn’t sure if it was pain or that glorious pleasure I knew I’d always find in his arms.
“You’re not leaving me, Hope. Not now that I finally have some hope in my life.” He did that slow glide in and out of me again. There was less pain and more pleasure now. There was still a burn, but the sharp pinch was now gone. “You gave that to me. Hope. You’re aptly named.”
“Why now?” I had to know. “If this is you needing to get your fill, don’t bother with the pretty words. I’m serious. This is it. What we share in the next few minutes will have to do us both.”
He moved again. Watching me carefully, he slid out. Then back inside. “I knew the first moment I laid eyes on you you’d be mine, Hope. I didn’t want to admit it. Not even to myself. But when you declared Maximilian Wagner was your man, my very first thought was, ‘Yes, I am.’ I told you about Bev. I told you what happened.”
“She betrayed you and your club, so you killed her.”
“Yes. I remember you asking me if that was a warning to you.”
“You said it was.”
He shook his head. “I lied, Hope. I could never harm you or let anyone else harm you.”
The pressure between my legs where we were joined eased until even the dull ache was gone. In its place, my clit throbbed with my heartbeat, and pleasure started to build. It was slow in coming, but persistent. Distracting. This conversation was too important for me to not give it my full attention, but I couldn’t. I knew it was only a matter of time before my mind shut down altogether. This was nothing like what we’d done before. Though Warlock had touched my body, had given me more pleasure than I’d ever thought possible, this promised to eclipse the past.