Beast in my Bedroom Read Online B.B. Hamel

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 96742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 484(@200wpm)___ 387(@250wpm)___ 322(@300wpm)
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Anger shimmers through me. Fucking Sophia. I despise that woman for touching my wife—for trying to kill my Camille.

“I’m okay,” she says. “Really. I am.”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there.”

“You couldn’t have known. I mean, who would’ve guessed Sophia would come and try to kill me herself?”

“I didn’t,” I admit. In my mind, she’d use intermediaries. I never guessed she’d get her hands dirty. “But I should have been more careful. It won’t happen again.”

“Evander—” She pauses, eyes moving to my chest then back to my eyes. I hold her gaze like that, one eyebrow raised. Questioning her. Beckoning her. The steam hisses as water’s poured automatically on the coals, a fresh wave of heat and mist spreading into the room.

She takes off her towel.

I blink rapidly. Fuck, even after seeing her naked plenty of times, her body still arouses me in ways I never dreamed possible. Her nipples are hard from the moisture, and sweat drips down her lovely olive skin. I reach out to brush my knuckles against her cheek and she leans into my hand for a moment before shifting her weight and dropping to her knees in front of me.

I stare at her in surprise. She spreads my legs, hands on my thighs.

“Asteraki mu,” I say thickly.

“I keep thinking about you,” she says, taking my stiff cock in her hand. She strokes me slowly before spitting into her palm. Fuck, that’s so sexy, my heart rate triples as she rubs it into my shaft, stroking faster. “About what you said. How you wanted to treat me like your wife.”

“Yes,” I grunt, mind going haywire as pleasure assaults me. I stare at her lips, at her tits, at her hands stroking my shaft nice and slow. The fucking girl is trying to edge me. She’s trying to give me a heart attack.

“Is that really what you’d do with me?” she asks. “Would you really treat your wife that way?”

“What do you mean?”

She leans forward and rubs her breasts against my cock, giving me a lazy, sensual smile. “Would you really fuck your wife like that? Would you keep her up all night, filling her over and over until she’s sore, licking her pussy, making her come? Would you make her swallow you? Make her gag on you?”

“Yes,” I growl. “I would.”

“You’d call her filthy? You’d fuck her from behind, grab her hair, spank her ass? You’d call her a good girl when you’re done with her? After you’ve left her lying on the bed, quivering and shaking from too many orgasms?”

“Yes,” I say, groaning. “And there is no such thing as too many orgasms.”

She takes me into her mouth. Fuck, it’s like heaven. Instantly, I’m rock hard, my fingers curling into her hair. The clip falls out as I grab tightly.

Her tongue flicks around my tip, rolling through my precum, before she leans forward and slides me deep. I moan with animal pleasure as I slip down her throat. She gags, but keeps going, sucking me hard and fast, stroking my shaft with one hand.

Fuck, she looks beautiful between my legs, sweat dripping down her lovely skin, rolling down her breasts as her spit saturates my shaft.

I pull her back and want to fuck her so badly, but she puts her hands on my chest, shoving me away.

“I want to taste it,” she says, staring into my eyes. “Please, Evander.”

“Anything for my wife.”

She sucks me again, going in a frenzy. I groan, letting myself get lost in the moment, in my beautiful wife taking my cock in her mouth, in my filthy, lovely wife sucking me off, spit rolling from her mouth to my tip as she stares into my eyes. “Come on my tongue,” she whispers. “Come for me, Evander. I want it.”

I grab her hair and push her down. She moans, whimpering, as I thrust into her mouth. I’m losing my mind with pleasure and lust, I’m on fire, burning for her. I feel myself tightening, my legs tensing, growls of pleasure ripping from my throat as I fuck her lips and I lose control.

I explode into her mouth. I come so hard I feel like I might pass out. It’s ecstasy, pure and simple ecstasy, every drop falling onto her tongue. She pulls back, moaning as she swallows.

I drag her into my lap, still hard and twitching, and I kiss her. I taste myself on her tongue, not giving a fuck. I want her, my wife. I want her here with me more than anything in the world.

Holding her in my arms this morning after I ripped Sophia away, not sure if she was alive or dead, it clarified something for me.

It made my entire life snap into focus, almost painfully sharp.

Anissa and Sophia let their pasts define their present and their future, but I won’t be like them. I won’t let what happened before ruin something good.



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