Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 104729 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104729 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
“I…” I try to form words, but I can’t. With me spread out before him like his own personal feast, it’s difficult. My entire body quivers, courtesy of his tongue.
I press myself closer to his mouth, and the bastard laughs. His fingers part me, and he is pumping one and then two fingers in and out, causing my body to shake against him.
He mutters something, but I can’t understand it. There’s too much sensation as he continues to suck me into his mouth at the same time, building the pressure with each moment that passes.
My eyes flutter closed. Tingles run down my spine. Muscles tighten and tremble. My hands fist his hair, and my body starts to shake as I’m about to tip over the edge.
He stops.
“What are you doing?” I groan.
“I want to feel you come.” He grows serious for a second, and I can see the giant elephant in the room.
“I’m clean. I don’t sleep around,” I practically beg.
“Me too.”
It might seem reckless, but I’m desperate for the connection only he can give me right now.
“I’ll pull out,” he adds.
“You don’t have to do that. I’m on the shot.”
That must be enough for him because he grins at me like the Cheshire cat before starting to tease me where I need him most.
“You like this, dove?” he grits through clenched teeth. He’s as desperate as I am.
“Yes,” I answer, and then with a slow and steady thrust of his hips, he’s inside me. It might be dark, and I might not be able to see anything, but I wish I could. I wish I could watch as he enters me then pulls back out.
He cups my backside and angles my body upward, slamming into me again and entering me fully, reaching deeper than I thought possible. He pulls back out before pounding back in. His strokes grow harder with each new thrust of his hips, and as I moan beneath him, his pace quickens.
I’ve never felt anything like this before. My nerve endings are on fire, igniting from within me. I feel myself being set ablaze, and then I’m falling over the edge. Alaric grits his teeth as he thrusts once, twice, and on the third pump, he pours himself into me.
Together, we both try to catch our breaths, and when we do, Alaric moves from on top of me. I miss his warmth instantly, but when he lies next to me and pulls me in his arms, my eyes grow heavy.
Once again, he kisses my head.
And once again, he says, “Sleep.”
And like every time before, in the arms of my enemy, and the man who saved my life so many times—I do.
* * *
A warm heat causes my eyelids to flutter. I open my eyes to see that Alaric has started the fire.
I’m still in the raft, covered only by the small blanket.
Naked.
Last night plays in my mind on a loop, over and over again.
My cheeks warm and not from the fire now flaring next to me.
He hasn’t noticed me yet, but I see him. He’s going through the bag, pulling out a fish to cook.
Eating fish for breakfast might have at one point seemed gross, but now my stomach groans and my mouth waters to eat.
I watch as the muscles in his back flex.
I could watch him all day.
Probably will because there isn’t anything else to do here.
Not that I’m complaining. He is rather gorgeous.
The memory of him being inside me has been branded into my brain. I can still feel him wrapped around me.
As if he can hear me thinking about him, he turns around. At first, his face is passive, but when he sees I’m awake, he smirks.
“Good morning,” he draws out.
“Morning,” I respond.
He puts down the fish and makes his way over to me. I’m shocked when he leans down to where I am and kisses me on the lips.
That wasn’t something I expected. It’s not that I thought he would go back to being a dick. He hasn’t been a dick since we got to the island, but I also didn’t think this would be a thing between us again.
I guess what I expected was for him to pretend nothing happened. It would have probably upset me, but I’d understand. Last night was different. I needed comfort, and he gave it to me, but today, in the light of a new day, I expected nothing.
He pulls back and smiles down at me. No one is more handsome than this man is when he smiles.
Sinful.
My heart beats like a drum, each beat reminding me how dangerous this man is to my health. I would have never thought that before, but now that I see the real him, I know that he’s like the sun—beautiful, but if you get too close, deadly.
The problem is, no matter what I know, I still want to get burned.