Total pages in book: 136
Estimated words: 137326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 687(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 458(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137326 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 687(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 458(@300wpm)
He has a lot of plans about bringing back banished family members, especially his uncle, as soon as his position is solidified enough to do so. He was so passionate, I was in awe.
But I also know that his plans might start a riot in the dangerous depths of an organization like Vencor.
The prospect of him having a target on his back scares me, but Kane said he’ll be fine and only asked me to be by his side.
Which I agreed to. No matter what. He’s stuck with me whether he likes it or not.
As the final buzzer sounds, our crowd goes wild, cheering, whistling, and clapping.
I cup my mouth and call Kane’s name.
He turns my way, removing his helmet, as if he can single out my voice from the thousands of spectators.
As if I’m the only one in the crowd.
He looks mouthwateringly gorgeous with his damp hair sticking to his temples and his eyes reflecting the ice but somehow warm, soft.
For me.
Only me.
Preston headlocks him, and the other players drag him with them.
He laughs as they all gang up on him.
And I record that laughter in the depths of my soul. I’m totally saving the game video later and keeping it in my folder that’s full of everything Kane.
As the players start trickling out of the rink, I also rush out and head to the tunnel that leads to the locker room.
I’m still the team’s intern so I have an access badge. I’m also basically Kane’s personal physical therapist.
Though that pervert starts out by asking for a massage, then ends up stripping me naked and fucking me in all possible positions.
Sitting on his lap, against the wall, on the island, in the bathtub.
And that’s when he’s not chasing me and taking me like an animal in heat.
I love our little games.
I love it when I arrive at the penthouse and the lights are off, and I don’t know when he’ll start to hunt me.
But I also love when he wakes me up with kisses or while eating me out.
When he fucks me slowly just to set my world ablaze.
I honestly thought I only liked rough sex and that gentle sex only gave me lukewarm orgasms. But that was before Kane.
Before that time he took my ass so slowly and with so much care. Since then, he’s been alternating between a hunt and slow sex.
The unpredictable pattern and the inability to figure out what he has planned always keeps me on my toes.
When I arrive near the locker room, where many players are filtering in, their chatter and voices are so loud in the confined space. I crane my head to catch a glimpse of him to no avail.
After most of them disappear inside, his tall frame staggers out. He’s still in his gear, minus the helmet and gloves.
Kane kills the distance between us in a few steps and wraps a hand around my waist, the other one above my head as he cages me against the wall.
Suddenly, my senses are filled with him, his woodsy scent, those sharp eyes, and the absolutely gorgeous mouth that’s now set in a line.
“Hi,” I breathe.
“What are you doing outside a room full of naked men, Dahlia?”
I reach my hands out and slip them in his hair, ruffling and running my fingers through it until it’s messy but somehow more beautiful. “I’m only here for one naked man, though.”
A groan falls from his lips as he wraps a hand around my throat, slightly squeezing. “Don’t tempt me or I’ll fuck you here and now, my wildflower.”
My insides tighten, but I still whisper, “We’re in public.”
“Didn’t stop me before. So go ahead. Tempt me.”
I trap my lower lip between my teeth and it takes an effort to not actually tempt him.
It’s impossible to keep any rational thoughts when I see those ice-blue eyes that look at me with so much heat. So much warmth and affection.
As if I’m his entire world.
He’s also mine.
The man I never knew I needed by my side.
So I get on my tiptoes and seal my mouth to his, then suck on his bottom lip before releasing it. “You were amazing tonight. I just wanted to give you an after-the-game kiss.”
His glistening lips pull in a slight smile. “I’m going to need a fuck as well.”
“You’re so greedy.”
“When it comes to you, yes.”
“Only me?”
“Only you.”
“Maybe I’ll come over after Violet goes to sleep tonight.”
There’s a frown between his brows, but it quickly disappears, and he says nothing.
“Come on.” I palm his cheek. “I have to check up on her.”
“I know.”
“If it wasn’t for that brute Jude trying to kill her…”
“I don’t think he ever wanted to kill her, to be honest.”
I pause. “What do you mean?”
“Forget it.”
My phone vibrates and Kane steps away when I open the text from my sister.