Taunting Callum Read online Kristen Proby (Big Sky Royal #3)

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Big Sky Royal Series by Kristen Proby
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Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 59701 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
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The cool air is almost painful on the sensitive skin, but before I can say or do anything in response, Callum’s hand glides down my hip, my thigh, and back up to my core.

“So wet.”

“Entirely your fault.”

“Oh, I’ll happily take the blame.” His finger pushes inside me, and I groan in pleasure. “I’m going to make you scream my name before the night is out.”

“Promises, promises.”

My knees are shaking, but before my legs can fail me, Callum lifts me and carries me to the bed, laying me in the center of the big King-sized mattress. The bedding is soft, and this man is better than I remember.

And we haven’t done much yet.

He parts my legs and settles between them, his dick resting against my folds, but not entering me as he leans in to kiss me. His fingers are in my hair, and his hips rock back and forth through my slickness.

“I know we have time,” I whisper between kisses, “but hurry up.”

“You’re so impatient.”

“Yes.” I don’t even try to deny it. I reach between us, cup him, and guide him to my center, but he suddenly curses against my lips.

“Condom.” He reaches into the bedside table and retrieves the protection. Seconds later, he’s nudging his way inside of me. “Holy fuck.”

“Mm.”

He lifts my legs and sits back so we can both watch as he moves in and out of me. He presses the pad of his thumb against my clit, and I see stars. He nibbles on the arch of my foot, and it’s game over. My pussy contracts, my back arches, and I come harder than I ever have in my life.

When I open my eyes, Callum’s still moving slowly, kissing my leg as he watches me.

“Wow.”

“Round two,” he says and pulls out long enough to flip me onto my tummy. He presses my legs together, spreads the cheeks of my ass with his thumbs, and enters me again, making me call out. The change in position is earth-shattering. His thumb rubbing my lips as he fucks me is everything.

“Callum.”

“Louder.”

I can’t speak. I can’t even think. My body is in overdrive as he pounds into me, over and over.

He grips my hair at the nape of my neck and pulls, just enough to make me groan.

“I said louder.”

“I can’t.”

He spanks my ass and fucks me even harder, and the orgasm consumes me. As I fall over the edge, I cry out, “Callum!”

“That’s fucking right.”

He pushes and then jerks, succumbing to his own orgasm, and then he rolls off me, collapses next to me, and we spend the next five minutes simply trying to breathe.

“I need a ventilator,” I say at last and push my hair out of my face so I can look at my handsome prince. “Do you have one handy?”

“I can’t say that I do.” He turns his head and smiles at me. “But if you find one, I could use it, too.”

“I don’t even know if I still have legs.”

“You do, and they’re sexy.”

“Oh good.”

“Can I get you anything, love?”

“Water.”

“I have a shower full.” To my amazement, he stands and tugs me out of bed and then tosses me over his shoulder as he makes a beeline for the bathroom.

“I haven’t even caught my breath.”

“You can do that while I wash your back.”

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“I’m starving.”

I’m lying on Callum’s chest, brushing my fingers through the very light spattering of hair there, listening to my stomach growl.

“Twelve hours of sex will do that to a person,” he says.

“You’re smug.”

“You’re bloody right, I am. I’ve been waiting a long time for last night.” He kisses my hand and then holds it against his heart. “Two years without sex is a frustratingly long time, darling.”

My head pops up, and I stare at him as if he just told me he’s Mickey Mouse.

“Are you telling me that—?”

“You ruined me for all other women. At least, I think that’s how you phrased it last night. And if you go into a long list of men you’ve been with since our time together, I may turn homicidal, so let’s not.”

“Oh, please.” I laugh and bite his chest, just for fun. “I’ve been with exactly two men in my life, and I’m lying on one of them right now.”

He rolls me onto my back and stares down at me intently. “You hadn’t been with anyone but your husband when I met you?”

“No.”

“And you haven’t been with anyone since?”

“Keep rubbing it in.”

He drags his knuckles down my cheek. “No wonder you wanted to kill me.”

“Murder crossed my mind a time or two.” I stretch under him, fully aware that my breasts are on display for him. “But I’m glad you’re still alive.”

He drags his nose over my tight nipple and then sighs.

“No more apologies,” I say before he can offer the words. “We’re in a good place now. Let’s not rehash old news, okay?”



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