Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 69734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69734 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 349(@200wpm)___ 279(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
I felt my face heat as he brought it to his mouth and dragged his tongue along the length, lapping up the arousal that he’d pulled from my body. He moaned as if it were the sweetest thing he’d ever tasted.
“So good.” He sucked his middle finger into his mouth before pulling it out with a resounding pop. He slid the hand that was around my throat up to my jaw, gripping me tightly and slanting his mouth against mine.
The first taste of his tongue as he forced it between my lips was a mixture of both of our flavors. The act was lewd, and I never wanted him to stop.
“We’re doing that every single night. But next time,” he murmured as he pulled slightly away, breaking the suction of our mouths as he stared into my eyes. “Next time I’ll be drinking straight from the source, sweetheart.”
I should have thought of something to say, but I was sated and depleted of energy and felt my eyes become heavy with sleep.
Sebastian got this very satisfied expression on his face before it softened and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile.
“Who knew a monster like me could get the girl of his dreams.”
My throat tightened at that, but before I could respond—if I’d even been able to—he kissed me so softly on the lips that it went against the very hardness that always seemed to surround him.
“Sleep, Ada,” he murmured and adjusted me so I was sprawled on his chest and off the hard ground. “Sleep and let me watch over you.”
I will not fall for him. I will not fall for him.
Damn it. I think I’m already starting to.
Chapter
Nine
Sebastian
We were on the move again. I’d stayed awake the entire time my mate slept, and the sense of pride and accomplishment I felt in knowing I watched over her was insurmountable. And as soon as the sun had once more set, I’d woken her up with soft kisses down the bridge of her freckled nose, along her lips, and finally ran my tongue over her lips.
She’d moaned for me and arched her back like a satisfied cat. And when she’d opened her eyes and locked them on mine, she’d tensed and become closed off.
And now she was avoiding me. I could sense her hesitation of me coming off her in waves. And I was confident it was because she was embarrassed about what we’d shared the night before.
I knew that was her first orgasm. It was my first time giving pleasure to anyone, hell… desiring a female at all. That was and would forever be reserved for Ada.
She would be the only one I ever pleased, the only female who would ever make me feel… anything.
I’d give her eternity to get used to that idea, to come to terms with the fact that I wasn’t going anywhere. She was mine and I was hers and that was just how it was. But I meant every single word I said.
I fucking meant it when I told her we’d be doing that every night, that I’d get her off before she fell asleep, because if we didn’t, I wouldn’t be able to function. Her orgasms gave me so much fucking pleasure.
I reached down and adjusted my stiff cock, the fucker so hard it ached.
I’d been ashamed to admit I’d come in my pants like a damn adolescent while getting her off. I’d just gone and come all over the place as I stared into her face and saw the flush cover her cheeks, heard her cry out my name in pleasure, and then came some more when I tasted her pussy juice soaking my fingers.
I gritted my teeth and held in my groan as I vividly remembered her flavor… how I wanted to survive off it.
Fuck, I wanted to drink deeply from her vein that ran along the length of her inner thigh. Jesus, I wanted to get so drunk from her I couldn’t stand up straight.
And although I would gladly give her my entire life span to come to terms with this, I couldn’t lie and say that it didn’t frustrate me to no end. I was used to getting what I wanted, when I wanted. And although my perfect little Fae mate had given me the sweetest pleasure last night, she was fighting this too hard.
As if she read my thoughts, Ada looked over her shoulder at me, her dark reddish arched eyebrows pulled down low from her own self-confusion.
I smirked and a deeper furrow formed between her eyes before she huffed out and faced forward. I chuckled deeply and picked up my pace, continuously scanning our surroundings. We were still headed in the same direction of where we assumed the portal was, but we had no idea how far we’d been blasted from it initially, and for all we knew this was nothing but a dead end.