Total pages in book: 138
Estimated words: 131708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 527(@250wpm)___ 439(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 131708 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 659(@200wpm)___ 527(@250wpm)___ 439(@300wpm)
The moment he’d brought his mouth down on hers, there’d been a soul-deep click inside him. A feeling of absolute rightness. Of finally reconnecting with what he’d lost.
He herded her backwards and pinned her against the wall, growling when her body arched into his. A possessive greed stretched out inside him, making him kiss her harder.
Their teeth gnashed, and his incisor accidentally nicked her lip. The rich taste of her blood settled on his tongue, dragging a groan from him.
Roughly peeling up her dress, he kissed her brutally. Lapped up every bead of blood as the chemicals in his saliva kept it flowing.
He yanked aside her panties. Heard cloth tear. Did not give a shit.
Viper slid a finger between her folds. Slick. He drove two fingers inside her, grunting as her inner walls clutched them tight.
A whimper slipped from her, and the sound squeezed his balls. Fuck. He pumped his fingers, wanting her wetter, needier. All the while, he explored every crevice of her mouth; made her moan, arch into him, dig in her nails, chase his lips for more.
She scratched at his nape as she tore her lips free. “Viper—”
“If we were alone right now, I would strip you bare. Make your body my personal playground. Do whatever the fuck I want to you.”
Those rough, need-edged words whispered their way up Ella’s spine like teasing fingertips. He abruptly withdrew his fingers, and then he was unzipping his fly.
Exquisite excitement humming through her system, she didn’t question if this was a good idea. She shoved down her underwear with trembling hands, watching as—holy shit, he was thick—he rolled on a condom.
No sooner had she stepped one foot out of her panties than he caught the underside of her thighs and hiked her up. He caged her against the wall, and she gasped at the insistent press of his hard shaft against her clit.
Ella dove one hand into his hair and clutched at his nape with the other. “In me.”
“This is gonna be rough.”
“Good.”
Viper jammed every inch of his cock deep, groaning at the slick, scorching hot clasp of her pussy. He let his dick settle there, wishing he could lock it inside her.
She looped her legs around him. “Move, move, move.”
He jacked his hips upward over and over. He didn’t hold back. Couldn’t.
Years he’d waited for this. For her. Fucking years.
He could live out his entire existence right there. Her taste in his mouth, her scent in his lungs, her skin under his hands, his cock in her body … It was home. She was home.
His hunger for her was bottomless. Wild. Primitive. And it all poured out of him, speeding up his already frenzied pace.
“Harder,” Ella demanded, knowing she’d come soon. He gave her what she asked for, burying his face in her throat. The rasp of his stubble on her neck made her gasp. She dug her fingers into the solid muscles of his shoulders, feeling the contained power there.
Honey-slick flames began to spread through her veins—slow, roasting, maddening. Her release was almost on her, and she knew it.
A strange tension gathered in his shoulders as he scraped his teeth over her pulse. His warm breath washed over her ear. “Come for me, Ella.” He angled his hips, sawing his long shaft over her clit.
Like that, the flames inside her turned into a full-on roaring fire as the tightness in her belly snapped. An avalanche of pleasure tumbled through her, sweeping her away.
He growled against her skin as he pounded into her even harder, his pace all but feral. Then he came, every blast of his release hot and harsh as he thrusted, grinded, and groaned.
They both stayed there for long moments, neither moving; both struggling to catch their breath.
Once his orgasm had finally subsided, Viper lifted his head to find himself staring into fuck-drunk eyes. Damn, that look tightened his gut.
His entity pushed against his skin, wanting to surface—feed from her, talk to her, touch her, play with her.
Not this time, Viper told it. You’ll scare her off.
It growled its annoyance but subsided, knowing he was right. They needed to ease her into certain things or they’d risk losing her—neither of them were prepared to allow that.
Viper dipped his gaze to her lip. The spot where he’d nicked it was already healing just fine. An accelerated healing rate generally came with the demon package.
She nervously chewed on the inside of her cheek. “Uh, thanks?”
Humor plucked at one corner of his mouth. “No thanks necessary.” Easing his cock out of her pussy, he lowered Ella to her feet and released her—all of which proved to be seriously fucking hard when all he wanted to do was keep her close. “I’ll want more of that. Of you.”
Pulling her panties back on, she cast him a look he couldn’t quite read. “This was just a one-off.”