Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
I tried to fight him. “You said I shouldn’t have stayed, so I shouldn’t stay now—”
His cock thrust inside me with a single move, hitting me deep, forcing my legs apart to make room.
“Oh…”
He grabbed my hands and pinned them against my lower back, planted his foot on the bed, and fucked me like an animal.
With my cheek against the fur blankets and my ass in the air, I just took it, took his big dick as I rocked back and forth. Every time I tried to fight his hold, his hands tightened, constricting around me like a snake.
He pounded into me hard, balls deep most of the time, making me ache because I was sore from the night before, but it felt good…so good. My body started to rock back on its own, taking as much of that dick as I could, my moans swallowed by the blankets in my face.
His hand gripped my hair and tugged, lifting my head off the blankets, and fucked me harder. One hand held both of mine, and he controlled me by the hair, paralyzing me on the bed, showing me that I had no power whatsoever—not when it came to him.
I came with a loud moan, my face dipping back to the bed so I could stifle my cries, but he tugged harder, keeping my head up, keeping the arch in my back. Tears came from the corners of my eyes because the climax was long and hard, deep in my belly, way better than the climaxes my other lovers had given me.
Just when I finished, he released, shoving his entire length inside me and making me wince. He barely gave a moan, restraining himself far better than I did. He kept his dick inside me for a moment, let it deflate before he removed it with a swift motion. “I’m fucking you in the ass next time.” He pulled up his breeches and walked away as if nothing had happened, as if he hadn’t just said what I thought he’d said.
He escorted me through town, past the gates, and into the wild.
I hadn’t said a word to him, not after what just happened, the way he’d held me in his arms as we slept, then turned on me the next morning, only to fuck me at the edge of the bed like he hadn’t had me several times the night before.
He didn’t say anything to me either. It was as if I wasn’t there.
“Where are we going?”
“The work site.”
“What’s the work site?”
“Where you’ll be working,” he said like a fucking smartass.
I turned to him, my eyes sharp like daggers.
He met my look, his eyes even sharper. “We need firewood. A storm is coming.”
“How do you know?”
“When you live out here long enough, you learn a thing or two.”
“You don’t have seasons?”
“Yes, but not the way you do at the top of the cliffs. We have cold and really cold.”
“What’s this?”
He looked ahead, the shadow on his face darker than it was the night before. “Cold.”
“And it’s like that everywhere down here?”
“No.”
“Then why do you live here?”
He walked forward, moving through the thick trunks of the forest. “If you want the best, you have to fight for it. We don’t want to fight for it. Besides, our goal is to take back Delacroix and the Kingdoms. We have to be close to accomplish that.”
“I don’t see how you’re going to do that with so few men.”
“Your father did it, didn’t he?” He looked at me, his eyes accusatory.
I held his gaze but didn’t know what to say.
“And we have more men. This is just an outpost. Our main city is farther south.”
“If this is just an outpost, why are you here?”
“Because Queen Rolfe anxiously waited for my return.”
“Why do you call her that?” I asked. “She’s your mom.”
“She’s my queen first.”
“Does that make you a prince?”
“It makes me the second-in-command, king-in-waiting.”
We made it to the jobsite, and that was when I realized how I would spend my day—chopping down trees. “How did she become Queen of the Runes? You came here as outsiders—”
“With sacrifice and determination.” He halted and looked at Ian across the way. “With a back that won’t bow and a knee that won’t bend.” He turned back to me, his blue eyes bright with loyalty. “There’s nothing a mother won’t do for her children. She’ll make the impossible possible. She’ll make midnight daylight.”
I’d never known a woman like that, and if the situation were different, maybe I would like her. Respect her. Admire her. “If you were thrown off the cliffs…how did you survive?”
“That’s a story for another time.” He gave Ian a subtle nod. “Get to work.” He turned to step away.
“Will you come to my cabin tonight?”
He halted but didn’t turn around.
“I want to stay with you.”
“You don’t get to decide.”