Marrying the Wolf by Miranda Bailey

Author:Miranda Bailey [Bailey, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sparrow Publishing
Published: 2020-06-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Jaina

“Come with me.” He stopped and pushed me away gently, to stand up and guide me along the house to the stairs below.

“Out there, the ocean is churning because there’s a storm on the way. It doesn’t equal anything like what I’m feeling for you right now, Jaina, and that confuses the fuck out of me, but I’ve never let that stop me before. Are you sure you want to do this? Absolutely sure?”

He guided me to the double glass doors, and I looked out at the waves crashing in the distance below. The moonlight broke through the clouds that had formed in the sky and beamed down on a place just in front of us as I watched and I turned to Keziah, never more certain of anything in my life.

“I want to do this, Keziah, with you. It’s insane, stupid even, but I can’t help it. I want you.”

He pulled me to his body with a groan that sounded like it tore from his very soul. His hands were on my waist, guiding me back to another bedroom, our lips fused even as we fell down to the bed, tangled together. When I felt him pressed into me there, in the most secret part of me, I forgot to care about things like what was right and wrong and thought of only him, knowing that anything we did tonight could not be a mistake.

He arranged himself over me, made sure we were both comfortable, before he pressed that hard ridge into me very deliberately. He watched me, but I didn’t see him because my eyes closed as sweet, heat engulfed me. I was hot, too hot, but not hot enough, I needed more. His hands came up to hold my face still.

“Look at me, Jaina.” He said it softly, but when I didn’t respond he said it again. “Look at me.”

My eyes fluttered open and I stared at him, helpless, clueless as to what to do now.

“I’m going to fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked, and I can promise you, nobody will ever fuck you in the same way again.” There was a sadness in his eyes, but he crushed it as he let his mind take over again. “And when I’m done, you’ll beg me to do it all over again.”

I wanted to say yes, to beg him to hurry, but when I moved to speak, his lips brushed against mine. With a languid patience, Keziah ran his tongue along mine, until I joined him in the play, until my arms came up to wrap around his neck, and my hips began to grind up against that ridge between us.

I wanted to pull him closer, pull the heat of his body into mine, the realness of him into me, so much closer but we still had clothes on. I was naked under the nightgown, so the place where our bodies met between my thighs was naked, but he wasn’t. I wanted to tear

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.