Then You’re Mine (Shame On You #3) Read Online W. Winters, Willow Winters

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, BDSM, Contemporary, Dark, Erotic, New Adult Tags Authors: , Series: Shame On You Series by W. Winters
Series: Shame On You Series by Willow Winters
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Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 257(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
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Then his hands are all over me. They’re under my dress, tugging my panties down. He manages to get both my shoes off in the same motion. I don’t help him at all. I keep my hands in his hair as he kneels to slide the panties off, and then I drag him back up to kiss me again.

I’m desperate and needy, just like he is.

Declan carries me to a countertop in the back, my ass touching down on gleaming wood. He kisses me like I was gone for years, not just for a dinner, his hands exploring every part of me that he can reach. Fingers delve between my legs to toy with my clit and push inside me. When he discovers I’m very much ready for him, he groans again, directly into my mouth, and lifts his fingers to his mouth to suck off my arousal.

I thread my fingers together at the back of his neck and kiss him, stopping only to pull back so I can see his eyes. My heart races and my body heats as I stare into his wanton gaze. This is how much Declan wants me. This is how much he needs to be with me. He didn’t even want to wait until I came back from the wine cellar. What would it have been, two minutes? Three? I wouldn’t have taken long to pick out the wine with him waiting in the bedroom.

He reaches down for his belt and his zipper, and when he’s freed himself, he takes my ass in his hands and pulls me to the edge of the counter. Declan pushes into me in one smooth stroke. He shudders as he sinks inside of me, covering my mouth with his again. From this angle, every thrust makes contact with my clit, and I know I’m going to find my release fast and hard. It’s half from that contact, but the other half is just how much I want him.

Just how happy I am to be with him. Just how perfect it is now that we’re okay. Now that we’re free.

“Declan,” I moan his name as the pleasure builds.

I hook my legs around him and dig my heels into his lower back, pulling him closer. He fucks me harder. It reminds me of the way he seemed when we first met. Strong and intimidating. He scared me. Now, the way he moves would be frightening if I didn’t know him. All his energy and focus are on me.

He rocks my hips into him with his hands, grinding us close together, and I throw my head back. Pleasure builds and builds and builds until I’m not seeing the ceiling of the wine cellar anymore. I’m not seeing much of anything. I’m just feeling him there, his muscular body between my thighs.

Declan changes something about the way he’s moving me, and the direct contact on my clit pushes me over the edge into a shaking orgasm.

“Good girl,” I hear him say. It sounds like he’s a million miles away, but it’s just that there’s so much pleasure. My heartbeat is so loud. “That’s it.”

He lets me ride it out, and then he’s leaning over me, one hand braced on the countertop so he can fuck me as hard as he wants to. All I can do in the post-orgasm haze is hold on to him. With my body hot and the sweet mixture of pain and pleasure as he fucks me harder and harder, my neck arches and I cry out my pleasure.

I bite Declan’s neck, then kiss the teeth marks, then lick my way up the side of his neck. When I reach his mouth, he kisses me with a grunt and comes hard, pinning me to him, letting the countertop balance the rest of my weight. Declan finishes with another shudder and presses another set of kisses to the side of my neck.

We both stay there for a minute, just breathing. Feeling the high slowly come back down together.

After he’s caught his breath, Declan lifts me down from the countertop and smooths my dress into place. He runs his fingers through my hair, setting it in place again. When he’s finished, his hands linger on my face. He looks into my eyes like he never wants to forget the color. I could never forget the color of his, no matter how long I lived. He murmurs, “You’re mine.”

“And you’re mine,” I say, hooking my finger into the collar of his shirt and tugging him in for a kiss. It’s another slow, sweet one, and I know at this moment that I’ll never be tired of kissing him. “I love you,” I say when he pulls back. “I love you so much, Declan.”

“I’ll love you forever,” he promises. Then he gives me one more kiss, straightens up, and takes my hand. “I will love you forever, Braelynn.”



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