Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 109477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 547(@200wpm)___ 438(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 109477 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 547(@200wpm)___ 438(@250wpm)___ 365(@300wpm)
Things she’d wanted to do since she’d met him on that ledge. Since she’d first set eyes on him on that beach.
She ran her hands up his arms, feeling the muscle, to his shoulders, dipping her fingers into the grooves. Flowing over the bumps. She moved in closer, angling up her face. Closer still, feeling the heat and electric chemistry jumping back and forth between them. His hands stayed where they were, trembling but not because of the threat outside. Not because of a moment ago. But because of this moment. Because of her.
She reached for the back of his neck and applied pressure, pulling his lips toward hers. Her other hand ran along his arm to his wrist, applying pressure there, too. She pulled his palm to cover her breast, feeling the fire in her core when he sucked in a breath.
His lips met hers, and they fell toward the mattress, straining to get closer. She hooked her heel around his thigh as his weight covered her. As his lips devoured hers. He pulled her more firmly onto the bed and settled between her thighs, aligning his body exactly as she craved. She hooked her other leg over his hip, her arms around his shoulders, her tongue dancing with his. His hips pushed forward, and she saw stars. It felt better than she could’ve ever imagined.
She strained against him, feeling her control wobbling. Wanting to free-fall, as he’d said. It would be as safe now as it could be, a ward away from being ripped apart, trusting magic she didn’t know anything about or understand. She’d take life as it came. There was no other way. Not right now.
His hips moved against her erotically, and her legs tightened. Her eyes fluttered. She needed to stop and remove the clothes in their way. Wanting to end this craving for him, feel him deeper. To let him consume her. But this felt so damn good. So damn perfect.
The kiss deepened. Her desire flowered until it grew too large to contain. Too much to understand. She clung to him as she writhed, as he thrust, hard, punishing strokes that hit perfectly. She hit a peak and came apart, shuddering against him. He groaned and shuddered with her, tightening his hold on her, burying his face into her neck.
She shivered while he breathed deeply, kissing her skin and lifting up again to softly kiss her lips.
She reached between them, knowing she could get him ready for round two—for the real thing. As her thumbs hooked into his boxer briefs, though, he reached down and stayed her hands.
“No,” he murmured against her lips. “I won’t take this from you. You’ll hate me before the end. You’ll regret this.”
“I don’t regret your kiss.” She proved it by pressing her lips to his. “We might as well revel in this feeling while we can. Who knows if we’ll ever find it again. We could never be forever, you and I, since one of us is bound to kill the other, but we will make an amazing right now.”
He sucked in her bottom lip before backing off. “No, Daisy. I have your kiss. That is enough. That is too much, actually. I swore I would never trap another as I did the first. I lost control and took your kiss, but I will not take any more. Please, let me worship your body tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll start the next phase of our journey.”
His kiss was deep and intense, and she felt herself melting against him. He kissed down her neck and across her chest, taking in a budded peak and rolling his tongue around it. She groaned as his fingertips slid down the inside of her thigh and dipped into her panties. His lips continued down, trailing heat. She pushed her knees wider, and he dipped two of his fingers in and curved, stroking as his thumb touched down.
She jolted with pleasure, her fingers entwined in his hair. His mouth got to her panty line, and he pulled them down her legs.
“You won’t need these,” he whispered, dropping them to the floor.
“If we have to run for it, I’ll be totally nude and you’ll still have underwear. How is that fair?”
He paused in coming back to her. She could barely make out the details of his face in the darkness. With a nod, he twisted to his butt and slipped his briefs down his legs. He dropped them on top of hers. Daisy’s mouth watered from what she saw, bobbing hard against his flat stomach. His length was thick and long, enticing her to touch. To taste and explore. Her gaze found and stuck to the metal glinting at the end of that hard shaft. She paused, transfixed. Riveted.
“Fae pierce their…” She squeaked, then cleared her throat.
She could just make out his wicked grin. “Is that a blush? What’s the matter, Mistress So-Confident-in-All-Things? Have you never seen a piercing before?”