Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
He places my hand in his, and he pulls me up, our bodies slamming into one another, and his hands go to my ass.
“I missed you,” he murmurs into my hair.
“You’ve been gone a few hours,” I say, and he kisses my cheek, sliding down until he gets to my throat.
“When I kiss you here”—he kisses me again on my neck—“your pulse beats harder and faster. It tells me that you want me, even though you don’t want to admit it.”
I go to pull away, but he tugs me back into him.
“It’s okay, Caterpillar. We’ll have fun later.” His hands slide down my back until he lifts me up by my thighs, my legs going around his waist, as he carries me to the car. Letting go of me with one hand, he opens the car door and drops me onto the seat.
“Tell me how we are married,” I demand.
“Later. First, we eat.”
“I want a burger… a dirty, juicy burger,” I tell him.
“You sure you don’t want a hot dog? I could give you one right now. You have the perfect buns to slide into.” I reach out with my hand and grab his cock. It’s hard, and I’m not sure why I thought for a second it wouldn’t be.
“When you say things like that, it just turns me on.”
He moves too fast for me to stop him as he bites my nipple through my shirt. “I hope so because you’re stuck with me for life.” He grins at me.
“If you say so.” I huff as I push my chest out more. He chuckles and pulls my shirt down until he can get to my bare nipple. He takes it into his mouth as my hand starts moving on his cock. Lucky for us, the sun has started to set, and the light in the car has gone off. His other hand burrows between my legs, and he rubs my pussy up and down as he sucks, tastes, and basically devours my nipple.
“Other one,” I pant, and he laughs and pulls out my other breast, giving it the same treatment. His cock jerks in my palm, and I don’t stop rocking myself against his hand.
“Needy little caterpillar, aren’t we?”
“Always. It’s been too long.” I breathe out, feeling the buildup coming on quickly.
He slides his hand into my pants and straight to my clit, rubbing it in slow circles before dipping lower and plunging his fingers inside me. He thrusts in and out at a fast pace, and my head lolls back as he jerks in my hand, coming as well. He bites down hard on my nipple, and I jolt against his mouth before he pulls back. My hand falls from his crotch, and I sit, dazed, trying to catch my breath. My breasts are hanging out of my shirt, my pants are half undone, and my hair is more than likely a mess.
He holds up his cell and snaps a picture of me.
“What are you doing?”
“Capturing this moment… The first time I made my wife come.”
“How the fuck am I your wife?” I ask angrily, tired of him avoiding the question.
He only smirks and steps back, sliding his cell back into his pocket and then straightening his cock before he fixes my shirt.
“Are any of your wounds sore?” he asks, leaning in again.
“No, I feel good, surprisingly.”
“Good.”
“Stop avoiding my question.”
“I’ll tell you… during the Hunt.” He gives me a shit-eating grin as he shuts the door and rounds the hood to the driver’s side door. He’s still smiling when he climbs in. “I think you’ll like this.”
I don’t respond because, to be honest, his smile is making me smile.
THIRTY-FIVE
REON
“Are you okay?” I place my hand on her leg to calm her erratic bouncing as we get closer and closer to the clearing in the forest.
“What is that?” she asks, eyeing her prize.
“It’s what you get to Hunt,” I reply, the corner of my mouth tipping up.
“Who is it?”
I bring the car to a stop and get out. She doesn’t wait for me to open her door before she jumps out, then reaches back in for a jacket and throws it on. Her chocolate-colored eyes meet mine before they return to the man kneeling in the dirt with a bag over his head, his hands tied behind his back and secured to a tree. “Reon, who is it?”
“Pull his hood off,” I say, nodding at the man on his knees.
She approaches him slowly, then reaches for his hood and pulls it off. When she sees who it is, she doesn’t waste any time before she kicks him in the gut.
“You stupid piece of shit! Who do you think you are burning down my fucking apartment?”
“Stupid bitch. Let me fucking up, and I’ll give you the man you want,” Deven snarls while trying to get up with his hands still tied, but all he does is fall flat on his face.