Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43373 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 217(@200wpm)___ 173(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
She screamed his name as he circled her clit, sliding back and forth, loving the taste of her as she exploded on his tongue. Finally, he was truly getting to taste his mate and not holding back, even for a second.
Rocco threw her over the edge into a release that had her almost jerking off the bed, but he pressed a hand to her stomach, keeping her in place. He wanted to spend more time licking her cunt, but instead stepped back, wiping the excess juice off his face, and then he worked on removing his own clothes. He stared into her eyes as he did.
Rose averted her gaze, but only to glance down the length of his body, and he wanted her gaze on him. It was a heady sensation.
His cock was so hard, and once he released himself, he wrapped his fingers around the length. Starting at the base, he worked up to the tip, then back down again. The tip glistened with his pre-cum. He was tempted to put a show on for her, but he also knew his control would only last so long, and he crawled onto the bed.
She stayed still and he slid between her spread legs, taking possession of her mouth.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Yes.”
His felt his beast close to the surface, wanting to take her, to love her, protect her, to do whatever was necessary to bind her to him.
Reaching down between them, he held his cock, guiding the tip toward her entrance, and then staring into her eyes, he held himself perfectly still, just looking at her. Rose was beautiful. She was his mate.
What the hell was I thinking in rejecting this woman?
I’m a fucking idiot.
This is a gift. Rose is a gift.
And he was determined to never let his gift get away, as he slammed balls-deep, tearing through her virginity and finally taking claim of his woman.
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Draco watched as Lelah tried not to show she was shaking.
He’d been able to keep her identity and location a secret for a few months now. Longer than he thought he would be able to. Each full moon was always difficult, but like Graham, she seemed to be defying the odds, until her body seemed to not be.
“Talk to me,” he said.
“It’s fine.”
“I know this is not fine.”
She smiled. “I … it’s … the pain, at times I feel like my skin is burning, like I want to tear my flesh right off the bones.”
He nodded. “That’s part of the transition.”
Lelah nodded. “Then it’s like my body is so cold, and even if I was to stand in a volcano, I wouldn’t be able to get warm.”
“That’s also part of the transition. It’s how the wolf becomes one with … you.”
He saw her look down at her body, and he quickly removed his jacket, trying to give her the warmth she so desperately needed.
“This isn’t good, though, is it?” Lelah asked.
Draco couldn’t say a word. This was the first woman he’d been close to in a long time. She was also the first human woman he’d ever been able to stand. When it came to humans, he’d always struggled with his control. Even though he knew not all of them were responsible for taking his mate, he pushed them to the same category of being his enemy, and there were times he wanted to kill every one of them.
“No, it’s not good,” he said, hating to be honest.
She gave a light laugh. “I like your honesty.” She shook hard. “You know, all I did was go to the vet with a dog I had rescued.”
Lelah began to shake even more.
Draco had told her as much information as he willingly could. She knew of Doctor Milton. He’d claimed to have needed to give her a shot. Lelah hadn’t known it wasn’t necessary for a vet to give anyone who’d brought in a stray an injection, but he’d done so for her. She hadn’t argued or questioned it.
This made him hate Milton even more. He didn’t get consent from the people he experimented on. This was just a sick and twisted game to him.
“Do you know what happened to the dog?” Draco asked.
Lelah shook her head. “No, I don’t remember anything other than being passed out.”
Draco wanted to touch her shoulder, to offer her comfort, but anytime he touched her, it seemed to cause her more pain.
He knew he should tell the club, but then they’d put her in the cages or try a new method.
For the past few days, he’d been thinking about Rose’s suggestion. He’d not shared his blood with Lelah. None of them had shared blood with any of the infected humans, not even Graham. Draco ran a hand over his face.
“Are you okay?” Lelah asked.
“There’s … a … there is something we haven’t tried yet,” Draco said.