Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
I can’t help but giggle. “The orgy king I guess. Timoly. Fake-ass fucking name. He’s either married, a pastor, or the CEO of Family United. Wonder how he’ll explain the injury to either his wife, congregation, or board of investors. ‘Oh, I was out doing charity work, and out of nowhere, this feral child attacked me!’”
A choked sound that resembles a laugh leaves Cesar’s mouth as he stares at me wide-eyed. The dried blood around his lips transforms the expression into the satisfied smile of a sated beast, and I find myself wanting to kiss him.
“You’re so fucking hot right now,” Cesar mumbles.
“Me? Is it my antlers?” I smirk and pull the mask back down over my face.
The car slows down quite abruptly, and the safety belt digs into my flesh as Cesar changes course and finally stops between two large trees. I’m watching him when he frees himself from the seatbelt, only to reach across my body.
The back of my seat sinks under my weight until it’s completely flat.
I gasp as I drop, and my excitement spikes in an instant, because I’m pretty sure I know what he wants. I can’t open my seatbelt fast enough. I glance back at Cesar as he climbs over the gearbox. With the moonlit sky as his background, his dark silhouette looks otherworldly. The tall ears of the wolf mask amplify what a beautiful predator he is. I’m more than happy to be his prey.
“I would not exchange you for any other man at that orgy,” Cesar rasps, bracing himself over me, his knee pressing on the seat between my spread legs. “You are one in a million.”
I’m already reaching for his belt, eager to sate all his desires. “Maybe you do love me then?” I tease in the darkness. I know he’s been through unimaginable cruelty, but I see that spark in him, even if he doesn’t.
Cesar stills over me, his eyes in deep shadow as I listen to his hurried, shallow breath. I can smell blood on him, but also musky perfume, and soap. It’s a concoction so addictive I lean in to kiss him before silence forces him to answer.
He sinks into my lips as if they were his lifeline, hands dragging down my pants and underwear with a force a single man should not have. And yet, here he is. My beast.
The seat is warm under me, and the tightness of the space in the car makes me feel as though we’re in a dark cocoon from which I never want to emerge. I gasp in satisfaction when I pull Cesar’s cock out of his pants, and it’s already hard for me.
My heart beats faster, and my body awakens as we fumble a little to get my pants off halfway. I just need one damn shoe off to give him all the access he wants. It’s hard to focus when all I want is to slide the fingers of my other hand under his bloodied shirt, but I wedge the heel of my shoe against the glove box and manage to slide it off. From there, he grabs my thighs and lifts them with a growl that fits his wolf mask.
Oh how I want to be devoured. My ass clenches in excitement and my balls tighten when he drags the garment off me and then pushes my legs wide apart. There’s such power in his body—a power that ought to be intimidating, yet all I feel is safety. My wolf has chosen me, and he will stand between me and danger for as long as he breathes.
A dark shiver makes my whole body arch when he loudly inhales the scent of my face, only to dig in. The sensation of teeth closing on my cheek has me jerking with confusion. Is it fear? Pleasure? Both? I don’t care anymore. All I know is that I long for him to consume me and never let go.
“All mine,” Cesar growls, pulling on my flesh, but just as the discomfort is about to become too much, his jaws open, and the soothing tongue glides over my pulsing skin.
I breathe hard when our eyes meet for a second and lust sparks between us like lightning. “All yours…”
His fingers slide over my naked thigh, and to my ass where he grabs me hard. His nails dig into my flesh as his lips descend to my jaw where he teases me with another bite. And another.
The groan he makes has me rubbing my stiff cock against him, but he’s not done yet, and when I attempt to close my legs around him, he grabs both sides of my fancy shirt to rip it open. Buttons fly off, but all I care about is the way he’s watching me as he descends on my flesh, biting into my pec as if he really plans to feed on me.