Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61692 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
His words, though filthy, almost degrading, have me on the brink of an orgasm so fierce, I doubt I’ll be able to hold on for much longer, but I answer, “Yes, Sir.”
“Your orgasm is mine. When you come, it will be with me or for me. Under my orders. Now”—he drags his finger from my lips—“take your glistening fingers and suck them clean.”
I obey his order, lifting my hand to my mouth. I lick each digit, tasting my essence on them. The sweet, musky scent and flavor is something I’ve only ever tasted from him. My first time. And it seems not my last.
Yes, my past has been twisted, violent, and dark, and Franco seems to know that instinctively. He feeds the craving that courses through my veins. I watch as Franco licks my juices from his finger. But he doesn’t just lick it clean, he savors it.
“I’m guessing you’re needy. Your release is on the edge, isn’t it, mio caro?”
I nod and he chuckles. Crooking his finger, he gestures toward the bed I’d seen earlier and I stand on shaky legs to follow him to the dark silk sheets. The blue reminds me of the midnight sky, and the four-poster bed is reminiscent to an antique bed you’d find in a castle.
“On the bed. Do you want to watch me fuck you? Or do you prefer being on your knees, Raina?”
My gaze snaps to his in surprise. I didn’t think I’d have a choice.
“I’m an asshole, not a monster,” he murmurs on a chuckle.
“It depends who you ask.” My retort earns me a heated glare and I know I’ve fucked up royally. His one hand grips the hair at my nape and he drags me to the foot end of the bed.
His lips are on my ear as he hisses, “And just who would you ask?”
“I don’t… I mean… I didn’t…”
“You knew what I was. You agreed to come here. Do you like when I hurt you? Does it make your little cunt wet when I manhandle you? Tell me, Raina. Do you want me to release the beast that hides inside me to rip you apart? To fuck you raw until you can’t walk?” Everything below my belly button tightens so painfully I whimper. A moan low in my chest rumbles with desire, with need so great I’m shocked speechless that this man, so violent and dangerous, has my body so needy that I want what he’s offering.
I need the beast. I want the power. And I realize what it is as he bends me over, pressing my face to the cool silk sheets. It’s something I’ve never had. Never experienced. Raw, animalistic passion.
“Yes, Sir. Give me your worst.”
With that, the swish of material of his slacks finds the floor. I hear movement, but I can’t see him. And with one relentless, violent drive, he’s buried inside me so fucking deep my lungs forget how to work. My fingers fist the material below them, my knuckles turning white. And the release, that taunting bitch, she attacks me with such force, when he pulls out and thrusts back in, his hips bucking against me, our skin slapping loudly, and the vise grip he’s got on my hips all send me over and I’m flying.
My eyes slam shut as he fucks me. This is not lovemaking. This is far from sex. This is brutal. The pain and pleasure that shoot through my veins have me crying out his name. Chanting it. Moaning it. And I realize he’s attempting to fuck the memory of Lucio from my mind, from my body. But he’s also fucking any man who may be with me in the future into oblivion.
“Mio caro, Raina,” he murmurs as his body slams me into the bed. He fists my hair, tugging me up against his chest. His lips on my neck as he repeats my name over and over again.
“Franco,” I hiss through my teeth as his cock hits a spot inside me I’ve long forgotten. We’re feral with this basal connection.
“Come with me, Raina. Coat my dick with the sweet juices of your cunt.” And with that, he drives so deep it’s as if he’s trying to shatter my soul with his cock. As if we’re molding ourselves into one person. And I explode. Stars burst behind my eyelids and I cry out, screeching out his name.
The jets of heat he fills me with send me spiraling into an abyss so beautiful I never want to leave.
A featherlight touch stirs me from my dreams. My boneless body tingles and my eyes crack open to find deep brown pools gazing back at me. The smirk on lips that devoured not only my mouth, but most of my body as well, tilt in a playful way and I wonder what happened to the dominating force that fucked me into a sleepy stupor not that long ago.