Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 134725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 539(@250wpm)___ 449(@300wpm)
“What was all that about?” I asked, breathless for some reason.
“Confirmation that my son overheard your pep talk to yourself and decided to help make sure you got married today so that you wouldn’t die.”
Huh?
“He enlisted the help of Daylin’s older brother to help make sure that I married you today.”
“Keep talking…”
“The razzle and rubyfruit jam. Spiked with D25, also known as love punch extract. It’s already starting to take affect with me, I can only imagine it is with you, too since we had the same amount and you weigh at least a hundred pounds less than I do.”
“Love punch extract?”
“An aphrodisiac. Much stronger than what they gave you when you and the other women arrived. This comes from a nice flowering garden shrub. A plant that Zorald has a lot of.”
My mouth dropped open.
And he was right. It was probably taking affect. I was incredibly --- sensitive everywhere. My underpants felt slippery. My breasts felt heavy. And as delicious as Zane was, he looked even more delicious than usual. And God, that look on his face… it was crazy-hot the way his eyes were hungrily moving over my body, the way his hands looked. The bulge at his – oh. Oh my.
My eyes shot up to his face. “Oh my God. What do we do? You said it’s already affecting you?”
He nodded, eyes traveling over my body hungrily. “It is.”
I bit my lip. The way he was looking at me…
I shook it off. “You have pretty good self-control, though. Right?”
“That I haven’t fucked you ten times already? Yeah. I’d say I’ve had pretty damn good self-discipline.” Another slow smile spread across his face.
I giggled. And squeezed my legs together tight. There was this… pressure down there.
I flexed my Kegel muscles. Oh wow. That felt good. I did it again.
He shook his head and smirked with a dangerous edge, clearly both angry and amused at the same time.
“I can smell your arousal, Tanya. I’ve been smelling it for days.”
I gasped.
“And it smells even stronger today.”
“That’s gross!” I closed my legs tight and fought the overwhelming urge to squeeze that muscle again.
“No. Believe me, it’s not.”
Holy cow. I flexed that muscle again.
I shook off the sensations his words (and the sound of his voice when he said them) made me feel. Well, tried to.
“Wait. First thing’s first. Ollie needs to know I’m not about to die. He’s worried, Zane. How on Earth did a four-year-old boy know to give us an aphrodisiac? Well, not Earth. You know what I mean.”
“Clearly, he was worried enough to enlist the help of an oversexed hormonal teenaged boy who I know is resourceful enough to help him orchestrate this. Ollie probably has no idea of the mechanics, only that it’s some magical answer to his problem.” He dialed on his phone. “Father? Ollie spiked us with D25 Love Punch extract. Tanya got told she had a deadline to have sex with a Phallyxian otherwise she’d catch the virus that all but wiped out our women. Yes. Ollie overheard her say something this morning while talking to herself about dying today if she didn’t marry me that got him putting his head together with Zorald’s boys and telling them about the malfunctioning jewel. They’ve just spiked us… Well… you’ve got Chili and Ollie. I want him at your house until tomorrow, but not having fun. Send those boys home to get reprimanded by their granddad. No rooftop sleep-out. No Earth movies or dancing games. Right. He needs to know Tanya’s not in danger at her request, but at my request, he also needs to know he’s in a shitload of trouble for doing what he did. Right. I’ll deal with him later. I’ll talk to you soon. Thanks.”
He threw the phone and raked his hands through his hair.
“So…um, maybe we should just lock ourselves on opposite ends of the house?” I suggested, looking at his bulge and it was prominent. More prominent than ever.
My fingers tingled. I wanted to touch it. I had a feeling I’d be doing all sorts of touching myself as soon as we separated. He’d likely be doing the same. I envisioned that and licked my lips. Wow. That’d be hot to watch.
“No fucking way.”
I blinked. “Huh?”
“You heard me.” He moved two steps toward me and stopped. “I’m gonna have to fuck you.”
My mouth dropped. “What?”
“You wanted me to fuck you today, it’s about to happen.” He advanced. Another step.
“But you said you had self-control.”
“Had. Past tense.”
“Zane…” I backed up. And then I stopped. Why was I backing away? I wanted it too. I stopped backing up and started moving forward. I moved forward until we collided.
And then he was hauling me up into his arms and we were on the bed. Our eyes were locked as he pulled my hoodie off, leaving me in my tank top and bra. When it was over my head, I saw his eyes were on my chest. I felt it like a physical caress.