Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60023 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60023 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 300(@200wpm)___ 240(@250wpm)___ 200(@300wpm)
“Fuck, Nia,” he breathes, his voice rough, and it sends a shiver through me. I’ve never heard my name said like that, with such dark, aching need.
I can’t wait. I reach for him, fumbling with his belt, and the urgency between us builds. Thankfully, I wore a dress, because it allows him to pull my panties aside as I free his cock, curling my hand around it, squeezing. His growl echoes through the night, and he hauls me up, bringing me down onto his lap.
I gasp and throw my head back as he slowly sinks me down onto him.
“Fuck, you got the sweetest cunt,” he growls into my ear.
I shudder. “I love it when you talk filthy.”
He growls.
I moan.
Then, I keep sinking down until he’s deep inside me, my pussy aching and stretching around him. My moans fill the night as he uses his hands to rock my hips, and there, on the bike, I ride him. Oh, do I ride him. My fingers tangle into his hair as I rock my hips, sliding up and down, back and forth, relishing in the sounds of his strangled growl.
“Fuck. I can’t hold on,” he rasps, fingers digging into my bottom as he tries to slow me down. “Slow down, baby.”
“No,” I hiss, fucking him harder, deeper, until I can’t hold back.
I cum with a force that has my screams radiating through the evening. I know everyone can hear, and I don’t fucking care. I shudder, every pulse of pleasure jerking my body as I tremble against him. He follows soon after, his cock pulsing, his growl in my ear making my skin tingle.
“Fuck,” he growls again. “You’ll...”
“Be the death of you?” I moan into his ear. “Yeah, well, I did promise.”
He chuckles.
I smile.
Fucking finally.
This is what freedom feels like.
EPILGOUE
The brush moves through Lily’s hair, long strokes making it shine. We sit in the middle of the bed, Mera and I on either side of her, working small braids with our fingers, adding bright beads that clink when they bump together. She has just started school and is loving it, but told us she wanted beads in her hair, just like her new best friend Ayla.
“Like this?” I ask, showing her a strand of hair in the handheld mirror.
“Yes,” she chirps, clapping her hands.
Mera laughs. “This is going to look so pretty.”
Lily beams, the delight on her face brighter than any of the colors in her hair. She loves when we do this, when we spend mornings tangled in blankets and laughter, the world outside as far away as the past. I could stay here forever, in this moment, with these people, and never want for anything more.
The door swings open, and Talon leans against the frame, his expression soft as he watches us. “Think you missed a spot,” he says, nodding at the strands of beads scattered like confetti on the bed.
Lily giggles, her smile a burst of sunshine. “Nia!” she exclaims, pretending to scold me. “Now we have to start again.”
I snort. “Nia’s hands are broken, honey.”
Talon grins, walking over and leaning down, putting his hands on the bed and leaning towards Lily. Then, he tickles her, and her squeal of laughter fills the room as she launches back. The motion sends beads clattering to the floor, and I can’t help but laugh with her. “Why don’t you go find Zane?” he says, setting her down gently. “Pretty sure he’s eatin’ all the pancakes and I gotta talk to Nia, yeah?”
She gasps, feigning shock, and bolts for the door. “Save me some!” she bellows as she runs out. “Zane, I’m going to kill you.”
Talon turns to us, his face shifting from playful to serious. “We got a situation,” he says, his voice low.
Mera and I exchange a glance. “What’s going on?”
“Kael found a woman last night,” Talon says, sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes meeting mine. “Left the club late, saw her on the side of the road. She was in a real bad way. When I tell you it is a shock this woman was alive, I’m not kidding. Someone tried to kill her.”
Mera’s hand flies to her mouth, shock widening her eyes. “Is she okay?”
“Bad shape, but she is alive. Kael took her to the hospital, but she won’t speak. Won’t talk to the cops. Won’t tell anyone what happened. All he knows is that someone did that to her.”
My heart cracks open. “Someone tried to kill her and just dumped her on the side of the road?”
“Worse,” Talon murmurs. “The fucker had her out in the woods, tried to kill her, thought he succeeded and left. She wasn’t dead, and this woman pulled herself over a mile, dragging her fuckin’ body, until she managed to get to the side of the road. That’s when Kael drove past. Her...fuck...her stomach was cut right open.”