Her Savior (Beauty and the Captor #2) Read Online Nicole Casey

Categories Genre: Angst, Dark, Erotic, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Beauty and the Captor Series by Nicole Casey
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Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 37896 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 152(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
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His hand gripped the back of my head, but he didn’t try to rush me. He was letting me set the pace, but I was in a hurry, too. I wanted to feel him in my mouth and watch him respond. I parted my lips and took him in, inch after inch until I could go no further, and then worked my way back to the tip of him while he groaned and his hands made fists in my hair.

Again and again, I took him in. I wrapped my hand around the base of him as best I could, and worked it in tandem with my mouth. His groans grew louder and despite the restraint, I could feel he was using, his hips started to thrust, forcing his cock deeper for brief seconds at a time.

All of a sudden, his hands left my hair and gripped me in my arms. He yanked me to my feet and before I’d even righted myself, he grabbed hold of my shirt and tore it right down the middle. I probably should have worried that I only had one other shirt, but I didn’t care. My pants went next—I had no idea they could tear so easily. I was naked, and heady with desire, and I pressed my body against him, feeling the slick glide of his cock against my abdomen.

Then I was on my back on the bed, and Derek was hovering on top of me. I reached for him, but he grabbed my wrists fast, slamming them down against the mattress over my head.

“Just stay still, Scar,” he ground out between gritted teeth, and then he leaned in and sucked my nipple into his mouth hard. Pain, pleasure—it was such a heady mix.

His breathing came hard and I could feel every exhale against my breast like a gentle caress. The double sensation sent waves of arousal through me, settling between my thighs and making my aching flesh throb with need.

I didn’t remember moving, but my legs were around his waist, trying to draw him closer, to direct his massive erection to where I needed him to be. Little more than half an hour had passed since he was last inside me, but it felt like it had been days. Days of longing, waiting for him to fill me again.

He was right there, so close, but he hovered there. Why wouldn’t he just fuck me already? “Please,” I moaned as he rocked against me, making his cock slide against my clit.

“You’re new at this, and you’re going to be sore if we keep this up.”

“I don’t care,” I told him, and I writhed against him, trying to sway him.

He groaned as he leaned down and rested his forehead against mine. He was so close. Every breath I took was filtered by his lungs, and every movement rubbed my body against his.

Then his hand was between us. I felt him lining himself up against my sex. He was right there, the engorged head of his cock penetrated me, stretching my opening to accommodate his girth. “Oh god, yes. Please. More,” I whispered breathlessly.

He didn’t pull away when I tilted my hips to drive more of him inside me. Thousands of nerve endings fired. I tightened my legs around his waist to draw more of him inside. I was shameless, trying to work him into my sex, writhing, rocking.

“You seem to have developed quite an appetite, Pet,” he smirked, but his teeth were clenched so tight and his expression so intense, there was no way he wasn’t just as hungry for this as I was. “Tell me what you want. Be explicit.”

“I want you to fuck my pussy. I want you to ram every inch of your incredible cock deep inside me.” Absolutely shameless.

I must have said the magic words because he did just that. Over and over again.

When his lips came down on mine, he took what he wanted, his teeth, lips, and tongue feeding on my mouth. I licked and nipped back, trying to get my fill.

Higher and higher. Frantic. By the time I reached the top, I was consumed. Nothing existed but the man between my thighs. He took me with him as he rocketed over the edge, and for one glorious moment, our bodies froze, joined as one, as our release pulsed like shockwaves through our bodies.

Minutes passed before we began to untangle our limbs, and I bit back the whine that threatened to slip out when he withdrew from my body. It was some comfort though to see the reluctance in his movements as he slid off the bed.

“Go take a shower, Scar. We’ve stayed here too long and I don’t know when we’ll be able to stop again.” Already the look of idyllic satisfaction was being replaced by the tension that had lived inside him since we ran.


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