Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 22517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22517 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 113(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
As these tantalizing thoughts dominate my mind, the spot on my neck starts tingling like crazy. It’s right under my ear. I’ve never felt it before, but something is up. It’s almost like it’s vibrating. Like it’s missing something…
I touch it and he growls possessively.
“That’s where my mark will go,” he says in a low gritty voice.
“What do you mean?”
“Every shifter marks their mate,” he says as he squeezes my breasts, making me gasp with desire. “It lets other shifters know that our woman is off limits. It lets men know too, although they can’t see it. They can only sense it deep in their subconscious. Once I mark your neck, any man who looks at you will know it will be deadly to touch you.”
“You’re a possessive bunch, aren’t you?” I ask with a grin.
He huffs out a breath. “You have no idea.”
The thought of being his woman and his woman only is making my pulse race. A lightness fills my chest as I rub my ass against his erection.
I’m so wet.
I think this is going to be my new normal—pussy gushing, sex on my mind, and Oliver’s big powerful hands on me.
The future is looking bright.
“So, when do I get this shiny new mark?” I ask as I rub my ass in circles, trying to drive him wild.
He pulls my wet hair to the side and grazes his lips over the spot. “Soon,” he growls. “Very soon.”
Those big hands are suddenly gripping my waist and he’s turning me around. I love how he’s like an impatient caveman when he moves and turns me into the position he wants.
“Look at you,” he growls as he cups my breasts and gazes down at them with a darkness in his eyes. “Fucking perfect.”
He’s calling me perfect? This is unreal.
He looks like a superhero with his broad shoulders and perfect body. I don’t think he’s got one gram of fat on him and I have plenty.
I gasp when he drops to his knees in front of me. He’s so tall that his face comes up to my chest. His heated eyes are locked on my breasts, making my nipples ache with desire.
“Do you want me to suck on them?”
“Yes,” I moan as the hot water washes over my tingling buds.
“Ask me,” he says in a gruff voice. “And use that dirty little tongue of yours.”
“Suck on my tits,” I moan. Fuck, he’s killing me. I run my hands through his hair and try to pull his head toward my chest, but he’s unmovable.
“You didn’t say please.”
“Please suck on my tits,” I beg. “Please.”
“That’s my dirty girl,” he says with a grin.
My head falls back and my pussy throbs as he pins me against the shower wall and puts his ravenous mouth on my breasts. He lashes his tongue across my nipples before taking one into his mouth and sucking on it hard.
“Yes,” I moan as I grip his wet hair in my fists, the water splashing down on his muscular back. He swirls his tongue around the base of my nipple while squeezing and massaging my breasts.
The deep sexy moans he makes are driving me mad. It’s such a turn-on that this perfect man is into me.
I look down and suck in a breath when I see his huge cock standing straight up. Is he going to take me soon? Am I going to feel that thick meaty dick sliding into me tonight?
“I can smell that pussy getting nice and wet,” he growls as he pulls away from my breasts. “Are you trying to tempt me, woman?”
I press the back of my head against the cold tiles and close my eyes as he lowers his head. I’m breathless. I’m aching all over. That tongue… I’m going to feel it again…
He’s rough and impatient with the way he grabs one of my legs and lifts it up. That just makes me wetter. The thought that he finds me so sexy that he’s struggling to control himself is filling me with lustful desire.
“Yes!” I cry out when I feel his hot mouth back on me.
It’s so overwhelming. The sensations are awe-inspiring. They make my toes curl.
I’m moaning like his little whore as his wet tongue slides up and down my pussy, wet and messy and so fucking good. My body shivers every time he slides it into my entrance. And when he sucks on my clit, I see heaven.
My cries get louder as he adds more pressure. His forceful hands grip my ass and he pulls my pussy to his face, devouring me like he’s desperate to make me cum.
My hips buck. I grind against his mouth. I’m gripping onto his wet brown hair and holding him against me as I feel another orgasm coming.
The pressure is starting to build.
The sight of my mate on his knees, pleasuring me, his head between my legs, groaning as he tastes my juices… Holy hell… I didn’t know foreplay could be this good.