Total pages in book: 116
Estimated words: 111353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111353 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 557(@200wpm)___ 445(@250wpm)___ 371(@300wpm)
I crushed my mouth on hers, swallowing her protests. They didn’t matter. Nothing else did.
Charlotte Hunter was never leaving me. I knew this as assuredly as I knew her true name was written for me.
I would be her whole world set aflame to light her away... because I’d stomp all other flames out.
CHARLOTTE
Being kissed by Ronin Belphe was like smooching a typhoon. He was a wild, uncontrollably force of nature sweeping me away with no hope I’d land in one piece.
Tongues battling, teeth knocking, groans mingling, and sweat mixing—he devoured my mouth in a kiss laced with possession... all while pumping with abandon.
I cried out into the kiss, nails raking down his back. I didn’t care what the fuck he said, he did something to his penis after my first meeting with it, and I wasn’t talking about the pearl mutilation! Although that was bad enough.
Felt like Ronin just kept growing bigger and bigger inside of me. Stretching me to bursting. Bashing my walls with his pearls. Hammering that particular spot over and over until sweat drenched my body and my nipples stood so erect, a strong breeze would blow them off and send them tick, tick, ticcing across the floor.
It hurt.
My toes and ankle stung from where he slobbered and bit me all over like an animal. My lips ached from his ferocious kiss, and the rough blowjob before it. And my middle was on fire—being torn apart to accept a cock that defied human and demon nature. But that wasn’t what upset me.
What broke my heart and made me cry was that pain... wasn’t all I was feeling.
Terrible, traitorous pleasure zinged through my body with every pump. I’d never been with a guy as big as him before, but one time was all it took for me to understand why so many people were hung up on big dicks. A guy didn’t even need to know how to use the thing. All he had to do was stick it in, and it would hit all the right spots whether he’d heard of a G-spot or not.
But unfortunately for me, Ronin did know how to use his. He varied long, slow, fast, and hard strokes with such precision, it was like he was inside my head—reading how I wanted and when before the thought fully crossed my mind.
My body was already sensitive from the orgasm, but I seemed to feel his touch and kiss even deeper—their mark staying on my skin long after he moved on.
Ronin freed my lips and dropped his head, latching on to my nipple.
“Hmmh—” I groaned, quickly shoving my forearm in my mouth and smothering the sound.
I will not moan for him! I thought as he sucked hard, torturing the poor nub like he was trying to pop it off and swallow it. It hurts! It hurts so much so—
So why was my pussy clenching even tighter around him, egging him on the way my mouth wouldn’t?
My mind was a scrambled mess. Run. Stay. Scream. Be quiet. Hit him. Kick him. Beg him to do it harder! It all jumbled and crowded my head—rational thoughts jumping over irrational, then getting tackled by crazy.
Heat built in my core, pushing more desperate moans to my lips.
As if sensing I was holding back, Ronin grabbed my arm, and the room spun.
I gasped to find myself face down in the duvet with my arm twisted up my back. “Are you insane? Why are you flinging me around when you’re still inside me!”
“I tried to pull out, but you wouldn’t let me go,” replied that smooth, honeyed, hateful voice. “Ah, so that’s the real reason you want to cut my dick off. It’s so you can have it all to yourself.”
“F-fuck y-you,” I grunted out as he immediately started pumping, blowing all the steam out of my retort.
Ronin set a brutal, punishing pace. His thighs slapped the back of mine raw. I curled my toes in the sheets, gripping on to something for dear life as every thrust popped me off my knees—leaving me with nothing but one arm and half my face to hold me up.
“Ah, ah, fuck, I’m close,” he forced through clenched teeth. Legs stiffening, his fingers laced through mine and squeezed. “What are you doing to me? I never come this fast.”
Fast?! This was fast? It felt like he’d been at it for hours. And in those hours, I thought he was pumping at full speed.
I was wrong.
Ronin went wild—ramming his weapon in with the wicked intent of a predator pouncing on a doe.
There was no escape, no help coming, no appealing to his better nature. Ronin blasted through all of my sexual barriers, and laid me bare—tearing away all my defenses.
I screamed into my wrist—mind melting, body on fire, and core exploding into a shower of sparks that ignited in my brain, then set off a cataclysmic disaster resulting in massive blackout.