Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 108563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 108563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 543(@200wpm)___ 434(@250wpm)___ 362(@300wpm)
A shiver sails down my spine, and I can’t help but grin, but when I hear the familiar sound of a zipper, I realize I have all but three seconds to recover before he takes me again, only this time, it’s going to be the sweetest kind of brutal.
“I’m going to fuck this sweet little cunt, Siren,” Reaper growls, freeing that thick cock. “And I don’t plan on being gentle. You have no idea how just the thought of slamming inside of you has tormented me.”
“Then what are you waiting for?” I whisper. “Take me, Reaper. Fuck me.”
I feel the heavy tip of his cock against my entrance, mixing with my wetness and as the anticipation builds and the thought of how he will stretch me begins to plague my mind, I push back against him, fucking drenched for him.
“Reaper,” I groan, needing him to take me now.
His tip dances through my wetness, teasing me with everything he’s about to do, and as his strong hand grips my hip to hold me still, I almost come apart before he’s truly had me. Then as I push back against him again, he finally inches into me.
He gives me just the tip, and I already feel my walls needing to stretch. His fingers tighten on my hip, and I have no doubt that come morning I’ll have the perfect imprint of his fingers left on my body. He gives me another inch and my eyelids flutter, but it has nothing on the soft grunt that sounds behind me.
“Fuck, Siren.”
“Take me deeper,” I beg.
He pushes further, and my walls keep stretching to accommodate his sheer size. He’s only got to be halfway, but it’s already driving me wild. I don’t know how I’m going to take all of him, but I’m no quitter. My walls quake as my hips jolt, the undeniable pleasure already too much, but he doesn’t dare stop, taking me until he’s fully seated inside.
“Oh fuck,” I groan, my pussy never having felt so full.
Reaper doesn’t move, both of us needing a minute, but when my walls clench around him and his fingers tighten, I realize that despite talking a big game, I’m still the one in control. I have the power to bring him to his knees and I’ve never felt so alive.
“Fuck me, Reaper,” I demand. “Give me what I need. Otherwise, I’m taking this into my own hands, and we both know you’ll crumble like a little bitch.”
His hand comes down over my ass with a sharp smack as a deep growl rumbles through his chest. “You don’t know what the fuck you’re asking for.” And with that, Reaper draws back and finally starts to fuck me.
He sends fast, powerful thrusts my way, rocking that thick cock in and out as my walls clench around him. He holds me still, and my body immediately folds to his every will, undeniably becoming his.
Reaper’s hips roll as he draws back, and with every new thrust, he sends me further into oblivion, taking me at every possible angle. The water splashes around us as the moonlight dances across the massive lake, but all that matters is the way he fucks me, the way he brings me back to life.
My walls tremble around his primal thrusts as my body quickly grows weak, his pure animalistic desperation feeding the intense need within me. It’s everything I thought it was going to be and so much more.
“Touch yourself,” he demands through a clenched jaw. “Show me how you like it.”
I groan as my hand slips between my thighs, my fingers brushing over my needy clit, and as I roll tight little circles, matching the rhythm of his powerful thrusts, my whole world becomes his.
“Fuck, Reaper,” I pant, feeling that familiar build inside of me and knowing it won’t be long until he throws me right over the edge.
“Just like that, Little Siren. Take it for me.”
I clench my eyes, trying to hold on to it as that deep voice does something wicked to me. I’ve never felt so alive, so powerful, and beautiful. I need to bring him to his knees and feel the way he comes undone.
I push back against him, taking him impossibly deeper as my fingers frantically roll over my clit. “Oh, God,” I groan, my pussy clenching tighter around his thick, veiny cock. “I can’t . . . I—”
“Shit, Siren,” he grunts, his fingers digging into my skin, the desperation in his tone sending me spiraling. “Come for me, baby. Show me how fucking tight you can squeeze me.”
My eyes roll to the back of my head, and not a second later, I let go, my body crumbling to his will as I shatter like glass, my orgasm exploding from within as stars dance in my vision. My walls wildly spasm as hot bursts of pure electricity pulse through my veins.