Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 121008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121008 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 403(@300wpm)
Her face bunches up in a distressed frown. “You’re different people, Beck. You’re brothers. Where I come from, one woman doesn’t sleep with two brothers. It’s considered cheating, and most men wouldn’t put up with it.”
It’s my turn to frown. How can I make her understand? “But we’re not different. There might be minor differences in our appearance, but we’re symbiotic twins. We share a soul. He’s the other half of me. You need to understand that we’re married, and that means you’re married to Cian, too. I won’t push you into bed with him. He would never force you, but if you can’t accept him, it’s going to be hard on us. We would never cheat on you. Cian will never take another woman as long as he’s married to you.”
“I just need some time. I’ll do whatever it takes to get Cian healthy.” She wiggles on my lap, seemingly trying to find a comfortable position, but every wriggle of her hips goes straight to my dangerously engorged cock. “I also would like to explore our relationship a little. Where I come from, newly married couples take this vacation together. It’s called a honeymoon. The new couple gets away from everything and relaxes and spends a whole lot of time together. They really get to know each other.”
My hand closes over her hip. Can I get her to the floor without hurting her? I can take her in front of the fireplace so she’ll stay warm. I’ll keep the blankets around her, and this time I will be in control of my baser instincts. I will very gently make love to her.
“Sweetheart,” I say soothingly, “I think that’s a brilliant idea. I would like very much to know what pleases you.”
“I like it when you kiss me,” she suggests.
That I can do. I pull Meg close and nudge her face up to mine. “Give me your lips, a chumann.”
She obediently tilts her head up. I’ll have Cian teach her Gaelic. Though almost everyone speaks the vampires’ language, I enjoy the old ways. I want to tell her I love her in my own tongue. I want her to know she’s my darling.
She’s sweet in my arms. She clings to me and allows me to take control of the kiss. It should make it easier, but every time I feel her soften, need rises like a wildfire. I mean for the kiss to be gentle, a promise of the way our lovemaking will go this evening. She’s so soft under me that my dominant instincts shove their way past my defenses.
She is mine.
I’d fought for her, offered my blood to possess her. My hands tighten on her arms. I deepen the kiss, my tongue forcefully showing her what I want to do with my cock. I thrust into her mouth, sliding my tongue against and over hers. She doesn’t fight me. She surrenders and winds her arms around my body. She tells me with sighs and moans that she’s mine and happy to be so.
I will protect her, defend her, make sure she’s happy. What is so wrong with what I need? I wind my fingers in her hair to hold her in place. I like holding her down. I want to tie her up so she’s utterly helpless and at my mercy. I will show her none. I’ll make her come under my body until she begs, and then I’ll make her come some more. She will be utterly mine when I’m done with her. She will never know that she holds all the power, that I would do anything to make her happy.
I forced her off my lap and onto her knees. Meg looks up at me, her lips red and swollen from my kisses. Her eyes are trusting and open. I want to eat her up right then and there, so I push her to the hard floor and am on top of her before she can breathe. I press my rock-hard dick against her pussy, but my clothes are in the way. Stupid clothes. I want to slow down. I want to tell her to undress me. She will sweetly remove my clothes and then her own. I’ll sit back down in the chair and command her to take my cock to that soft place in the back of her throat. I’ll hold her head and fuck her throat. She’ll drink me down, not missing a drop.
Yes, that’s what I’ll do. Later. I don’t have the patience now. I have to get inside of her.
I press my cock against her, and she moans, a sweet mewl that makes me feel ten feet tall. Her arms go around my chest, and she lets her head drop back. I fall on her. My lips devour her soft flesh. She tastes so good. I open the bond between us and pour my will into her. I want her soft and submissive underneath me, willing to fulfill my every dark and nasty desire. My hands find her breasts. I want to make a feast of her. She’s the only food I need.