Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73162 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 366(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
I don’t know how long it lasts, but finally I break the kiss and collapse back against the bed, panting.
“Ohhhh…” I moan softly. “Oh God, that was amazing.”
“It was fucking amazing for me too, baby.” Kane kisses me on the cheek. “Your soft little body is so responsive.”
“It…it never has been before,” I admit, panting. “I mean, I’ve never had an orgasm like that in my life! It was like my body was asleep and you woke it up.”
“Mmm, I’m glad to hear it,” he rumbles. “Does your soft little pussy feel better now?” As he speaks, he moves his fingers inside me, making me twitch my hips and moan.
“Yes. Much better,” I admit.
“Good girl.” He draws his fingers out of my pussy and then—to my surprise—sucks them into his mouth.
I watch, wide-eyed, as he sucks every last bit of my juices off his fingers, holding my eyes with his own as he does so.
“Just like I thought,” he growls, his eyes going half-lidded in the moonlight coming from the window. “Fucking delicious.”
I nibble my lower lip.
“I tasted some of your, uh, cream too,” I admit. “I really liked the flavor of it.”
“You mean when you sucked the head of my cock?” he rumbles and I can feel my cheeks getting hot.
“Yes,” I say softly. “I, uh, don’t know why I did that. I know I probably shouldn’t have,”
“It’s okay,” Kane assures me. “But maybe we should stop before we go any further. It’s getting late and we have to get up early to make the pies.”
“True.” I sigh and roll over on my side, trying not to picture sucking his cock again—but taking more of it this time, not just the head. Why do I want to taste his cream again so badly? What’s wrong with me?
“Come here, baby—let me spoon you.” Kane draws me close to him and loops a muscular arm around me.
I can feel the hard ridge of his cock against my bare ass and I can’t help thinking that if he just pulled down his sleep pants—just enough to let that long, thick shaft slip free—and then pressed it forward, right between my pussy lips…I wonder if I could take him? He’s so long and thick but I’m really wet right now…
But no—I have to stop thinking like that! Even though he doesn’t feel like family, Kane is my big brother—we really shouldn’t have done what we just did. It was wrong.
I had to help him out though, I argue with myself. He’s been in prison for three years—he has needs. He gets hungry.
I try not to think about how hungry I got for him or the way I opened myself and begged him to fuck me. I try not to remember the way he growled, “Good girl,” in my ear while I moaned and came for him—came harder than I ever had my whole life. I won’t do that again, I promise myself.
Because no matter how good and how right it feels, I know deep down that it’s wrong.
19
CONNOR
I can’t believe she let me touch her like that…that she let me make her come.
I know I need to sleep, but I keep replaying it over in my head. The way Sunny opened herself for me…the way her soft, curvy body responded as I touched her. I’ve never been with such a responsive woman before—not even during breeding on a Full Moon night. It was like her body was made for mine—made to respond just to me.
I’ve never felt like this for any woman. I cradle her close to my chest, savoring the scent of her hair and skin, loving the way she feels against me. I fucking never want to let her go. It’s like she’s a drug and I’m already addicted.
Be careful, Connor, whispers a little voice in my head. You’re getting into dangerous territory here. If you don’t watch it, you’re going to fall in love with her. Then what the fuck will you do?
It’s a good question. It’s not like I can stay here forever. I have responsibilities back home—people who count on me. Branson has held everything together for three long years but it’s not fair to ask him to keep doing it. At some point, I have to go home and leave Sunny behind.
But even the thought of that—the thought of leaving her—makes my heart clench like I’m having a fucking heart attack.
Mine! howls the voice of my Wolf. My mate—MINE!
No, Sunny can’t be my Fated Mate—it’s impossible, I tell myself. I’m a Rogue Alpha—we don’t get to have mates like other males. We don’t form bonds—it’s one reason no pack wants us for long. I didn’t just get kicked out of my home pack for the crime I committed—they also didn’t want one of my kind around.
I tell myself I need to leave. I can’t stay here. The longer I stay, the closer Sunny and I get and the more it’s going to hurt when I eventually have to leave her.