Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 87193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87193 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 436(@200wpm)___ 349(@250wpm)___ 291(@300wpm)
Caidrik’s chin dropped slowly like a bull about to charge. His eyes blazed a raw onyx, and every muscled line in his body appeared tense and ready for battle.
Her abdomen performed a slow roll. Part fear. Part completely something else. A sensation rippled through her, tightening her nipples, and awakening the sensitive nerve endings along her extremities. It was a new feeling and one that made it difficult for her to breathe normally. “Caidrik?”
He growled. Low.
Holy crap.
Something changed in him, just under the surface. His wolf engaged, keeping him in human form, but revealing the primal beast at his core for the briefest of seconds.
She turned and ran. Pure instinct ruled her as she dove into survival mode, a dangerous anticipation heating her blood.
He caught her at the bottom of the stairs, scooping her up with one arm around her waist, and tossed her over his shoulder. Her stomach impacted the hard muscle there, and air whooshed out of her lungs. She stilled, shocked as he started to climb. What in the world?
He reached the top and pivoted, heading straight into her bedroom, where he flipped her over. She landed on her butt on the bed and bounced once.
She sat for a moment as a delicious feeling of fire burned through her. Think. She needed to think.
Watching her, still not saying a word, he slowly tore his shirt over his head. She gulped. Thick muscles played beneath his scratched and bruised skin as he moved. All wolf. All power.
Desire rolled through her in such strength her entire body went hot. What was happening?
His hands went to his belt buckle, and the sound of him ripping it free of his pants echoed loudly in the quiet room.
She launched across the bed, hitting the other side and landing on her feet. Her smile felt wild, as did she.
He didn’t so much as twitch, instead keeping her captured with his gaze as he removed his jeans. Finally, he spoke. “Take off your clothes.”
She laughed, the sound free and challenging. The wolf inside her, the Alpha female, couldn’t make this easy. Didn’t want to. “Not a chance.” Partially turning, she leaped for the window, but he was already on her. Throwing her back on the bed.
“I’m done playing,” he said, his voice still animalistic and low.
“I get that.” She turned, scissored her legs around his waist, and pulled him in for a headlock. Yeah, she knew one move but had never used it. Now seemed to be the time.
He easily slid one arm between her thigh and his neck, forcing her leg open. God, he was strong.
She struggled, enjoying herself, needing to feel that power. Instinctively. “This is a bad idea,” she whispered, clawing her nails into his bare chest.
“This is inevitable,” he grumbled, tearing her sweater in two. The material unraveled, and he tossed it carelessly away.
Definitely inevitable, she knew that now. But the timing wasn’t good. Her body was taking over, and she tried one more time for sanity. “We need to talk about this. Think about it.” The timing, anyway.
“Talking doesn’t do anything.” He snagged a hand in her jeans and tore them right off her without unzipping them. She yelped, but somehow he protected her skin. He was always protecting her, even while seriously pissed off. “You don’t listen. You sure as shit don’t obey.” On the last word, he rolled to the side, flipped her over, and yanked down her panties. At least he didn’t rip those.
Then his hand landed on her ass.
Hard.
“Hey.” Flat on her stomach on the plush bed, she struggled to get up on her elbows.
He spanked her again. “You wanted to talk. Let’s talk.” Then he smacked her in rapid succession.
Pain and a dangerous heat flared from her butt right to her clit. Through her entire body, actually. “Stop it.” She might have to try to choke him out again, but she couldn’t move.
“No.” Five more hard slaps. “You have zero concern for your own safety and don’t seem to realize there are consequences for your actions. This. Is. One. Of. Them.” He punctuated each word with an even harder slap, the sound echoing around the room. “I’ve been way too patient with you.”
Patient? The guy wouldn’t know patience if it bit him on his hard ass. She struggled furiously, but he flattened his other palm, the big fucking hand, across her lower back to hold her in place. “You are being such a dick right now.” A girl had to have some pride.
“Interesting.” He shifted his weight, pivoting to sit, lifting her with one hand beneath her stomach. She landed hard over his thighs. “Guess I need more leverage.”
Panic caught her as her hair swept the floor. “Hey.”
Then he spanked her in earnest. Not talking, not amused, not even thoughtful. Full on, hard slaps, echoing around the room. She struggled but couldn’t get anywhere. Tears filled her eyes even as her body betrayed her by anticipating each slap. She wasn’t into pain. Not at all. But the dominance of it all?