Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36931 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36931 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 185(@200wpm)___ 148(@250wpm)___ 123(@300wpm)
The towel at his waist fell to the floor.
Leah was a virgin. He was going to have to be gentle, but once he took that precious piece of flesh, she would be his.
To never let go.
To keep.
To have a family.
To be happy.
A witch will be your undoing.
No.
He would never have Leah as part of his pack. She was a witch. She’d never be a wolf.
Shoving those thoughts to the back of his mind, he focused on need—pure, unadulterated need. He pressed her toward the bed and Leah didn’t fight. She fell to the bed, and he broke the kiss and began to trail his lips down toward her neck. Flicking his tongue across her pulse, he heard her sudden intake of breath.
He smelled her arousal, which was so sweet, and made his mouth water. Killian wanted another taste. He used his teeth at her neck, biting down, not too much to break the skin, nor to cause pain. Another moan left her lips, this one louder, and echoed around the room.
Putting his hands at her hips, he gripped them tightly within his palm, and then slid up, going toward her tits. He cupped them in his palms, and they were far more than a mouthful. Kissing down her body, he got to those precious mounds and kissed each beaded nipple, one then the other. Sliding his tongue back and forth across each one, then using his teeth.
Leah writhed beneath him, her body so sensitive.
Letting go of one of her tits, Killian slid his hand between her thighs, trailing up to cup her pussy. He slid a finger between her slit, to find her soaking wet. He didn’t touch her cunt, he’d take her with his dick in a little while. When she finally took his cock, it was going to hurt. He slid up, going toward her clit, touching her. The moans became deeper and more erratic, his name spilling from her lips, and he loved the sound.
My name will be the only one that comes from those lips. He couldn’t stand the thought of any other person knowing how she felt, the sounds she made when she was close to orgasm.
Trailing his lips down toward her pussy, he stopped touching her with his fingers, and instead started to lick and suck at her clit. He put his hands on her inner thighs, spreading her wide and holding a firm grip so she couldn’t get away. He feasted on her pussy. She was so wet and tasted amazing.
Killian brought her to the edge of release multiple times, but he never allowed her over the peak. Keeping her poised at the pinnacle, holding on, and he watched her, hungry to see her explode, but he didn’t let her. He took his time, waiting until she was close to the edge, mindless, dripping wet, and then he let her fall into the abyss.
Before her orgasm had even come to an end, he moved up her body, reached for his aching cock, slid it through her slit, nudging her clit. She was still overcome by the aftershocks of her release.
Killian knew he was an asshole of the biggest order, but he didn’t want to not feel her surround his cock, and with a final thrust, he slammed to the hilt inside her. He felt her virginity tear, and she was so tight. His growl erupted out into the night, and before he could stop himself, he locked their fingers together, pushed her to the bed, and then with his teeth, he pierced the flesh of her neck, binding her to him. He tasted her blood, and with his cock inside her, he sensed the mating heat erupting from him.
This was cruel. Leah would know and feel what he had done. She was bound to him, so she’d be able to now sense him, and in a way also understand his wolf. He’d done what he had vowed not to do.
Leah’s pain-filled cries filled the room, and he hated those sounds. It was why he was trying to have her on the edge of release, just coming out of it, so that she would be too mindless to feel the pain. All Killian wanted to do was take the pain away.
Mine. But she wouldn’t remain his. He had an endgame, and Leah was going to be set free.
Pulling away from the bite, he watched her flesh heal almost instantly. They were bound. They shared a connection. He stared down into her brown eyes, and he knew he loved this woman. It was just such a shame that she was a witch and would be his undoing.
“You … mated me,” Leah said.
Killian didn’t have any words he wanted to share. I had to is not what a mate wanted to hear.
Pulling back his hips, he began to rock against her, knowing to complete their union, he needed to spill his seed deep within her. He didn’t want to be cruel. It was the last thing he wanted to do, but he had no choice. One day, she would understand, she’d be old enough, wise enough to know this wasn’t personal.