Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Her breathing falters.
And I hate how weak it makes me feel.
“For all my fucked-up cravings.”
She shudders.
“And if someone else even thinks of touching you, it makes me want to gouge out their eyes and split open their brains for even daring to think about it.”
“What?” she mutters.
I lean back to look into her eyes. She looks at me like she can’t believe it, and I don’t blame her because even I find it hard to believe. The last time I felt this madly possessive over someone was with Eve.
But with Penelope … It’s even worse.
I want to own her. Mark her. Kill anyone who dares to take her from me.
And it makes me fucking wild.
My fingers slowly rake through her hair, grabbing a few strands to take a whiff.
I can definitely smell her fear, her arousal as I sit on top of her, the palm of my hands slowly moving down her arms. She’s not even fighting back anymore.
“I don’t want to share you,” I whisper, “but you know as well as I do that they won’t ever accept it if I keep you to myself.”
I groan as my tongue darts out to lick her skin, her taste so fucking addictive I could lick her up all day and still not have enough.
“I fucking need you, Penelope,” I say. “I need you to uphold your end of the deal …” My tongue travels down in a line from her earlobe to her neck, licking up every droplet of rain until none are left. But I need more. So much fucking more. “I need you to scream for me and only me. Can you do that?” I bite down on her skin until my teeth draw blood, and she cries out in both agony and bliss.
“Fuck … so fucking perfect,” I murmur, licking up her blood.
“Wha—”
But before she can finish her sentence, my lips smash onto hers.
And I don’t fucking care who sees.
Penelope
I’m stunned.
He needs me?
Did he actually just say that out loud?
No, that can’t be right. He must mean my body.
After dancing with that other girl, he just wants to finish his urges with me.
But then why is he kissing me like this? Greedy, hungry, like he wants to destroy me with not just his words but his tongue too. Like he wants to own my fucking soul.
His tongue sweeps past the roof of my mouth as he lays claim to my mouth while his hand slowly snakes around my throat. But I’m not afraid of him.
If he wants me as badly as he says he does, he won’t hurt me.
Even when he bit me, he didn’t go deeper than the moment I screamed as if the sound of my voice stopped him from going too far.
What if he really does want me?
The thought flashes through my mind, but I ignore it as his lips make it hard to focus. His hand squeezes my throat while he groans into my mouth.
“God, I hate it. I hate what you’ve done to me.”
What I’ve done to him?
Suddenly, he lets go and crawls down my body, jerking up my soaked-through dress.
“What are you doing?” I mutter.
“I’m gonna fucking lick your soul out of your body.”
RIP!
I squeal, but Alistair slams his hand onto my mouth and whispers, “Don’t make a sound. Unless you want someone to see you like this.” He bites his bottom lip.
I shake my head and look down at Felix, who’s torn my underwear to shreds.
But the second his mouth lands on my pussy, my eyes almost roll into the back of my head.
“Fuck, you’re already wet for me,” Felix murmurs against my skin, and he swivels his tongue back and forth across my slit.
“Hey now, don’t take her all for yourself,” Dylan says as he steps right next to me. “Let us have some fun too.”
Felix’s lips only tear away from mine to glare up at Dylan, and oh boy, I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this enraged. “Don’t interrupt my meal.”
Fuck. That’s hot.
I can literally feel the heat rising in both my cheeks and my core.
Don’t let it get to you, don’t let it—
His mouth covers my clit, and he sucks so hard my toes curl.
“I can feel you moan through my hand, Penelope.” Alistair goes to his knees in front of me and zips down. “Keep making those sounds. Even when you can’t breathe anymore.” He slowly removes his hand, only to part my lips and push his thick, bulging hard-on inside.
“You’d better be fast,” Felix grumbles. “Because I’m not gonna hold back, and if she fucking bites your dick off, that’s on you.”
Felix amps up the pace, and my moans become faster and heavier with every stroke of his tongue. But when his fingers join in, I’m about ready to die and go to heaven. He thrusts them inside while moaning against my pussy, lapping me up like I’m his last fucking prison meal.