The Toll by Jeanette Lynn

Author:Jeanette Lynn
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, love, adult, fantasy, paranormal, magic, dark fantasy, trolls, bbw, curvaceous women

Lies! “Bull.”

“Oh? Thinkin’ highly of ourselves now, is we?”

“Bull shit!”

Snorting, Troll smiled slowly, a shit eating grinning spreading across his dark lipped mug. It was mean and condescending. “As ye like, luv.”

Crouching down, I bent forward on my hands and knees, fisting the grass, leaning towards him when he shot across the distance, his lips pulled back in a teeth baring snarl as we bumped noses.

“Oh, yeah?”

“Yes,” he hissed, eyes flashing black.

My runes lit up, blue eyes lit, and I nipped at the tip of his flat nose. “You want me.”

“I be thinkin’ not.”

“You love me.”

“Love yer pussy.” Smirking, he tilted his head slightly. “Big difference. Love it wrapped ‘round me hard cock as I pound inta ye, grippin’ me tight, nothin’ more.”

“No, y-you said-”

A deep, mean chuckle leaving him, he muttered, “Maybe I be better at lyin’ than ye think.”

Flinching, I ignored the jab and the swift pain that followed. “You’re bluffing.”

“Ye’re stallin’.”

By this point I was ready to scream. “Prove it!”

Fast, Troll gripped my shoulders and dragged me in, ignoring my shriek and shouted out expletives as I slammed into him. As he clasped me to him in a bone crushing hug, his lips dove at mine.

Arms pinned to my sides, I could do nothing to retaliate, his mouth taking mine voraciously, ardently, until I finally folded, swallowed up in him, the mounting urgency riding him, and kissed him back. Bodies heated, skin to skin, the reaction was instantaneous—we ignited. Our teeth clashed, tongues tasting, lips devouring, as we both went at each other hungrily.

Just when it was all getting to be too much, building to the point where I thought I might burst from wanting, Troll trailed biting kisses down my neck, nuzzling his mark on my shoulder.

“I’m no’ a coward, nugget,” his deep voice murmured, low and husky. Working his way back up to my lips, he kissed me hard one last time before pulling back to stare deeply into my eyes. “Nothin’ cowardly ‘bout it.”

“Say it,” I called softly, brushing my cheek with his sweetly as I closed my eyes. “Say it and mean it, and I’m yours.”

Lids squeezing shut tight, he stilled, holding me just like that, breathing hard against my skin, warm breath fanning my sensitive nape.

Opening his mouth slowly, lips parted, I’d thought he was about to do just that as he breathed in slowly. Holding his breath, chest puffed out, he cupped my head, tucking it into his chest, fingers tightening.

“Troll?”

“Hold yer breath,” he muttered, voice thick and low.

“What?”

Jumping up high in the water, he shot up, my body tight to his, then dove down, deep, deep down, until we settled at the bottom.

When it was apparent he wasn’t going to let me go or resurface any time soon, the lake bottom and all of its plant life wading around us, my mouth opened in a panicked shout.

As my heart started pounding frantically, beating wildly against my chest, his eyes flashed and his runes lit up, the water responding in kind.

No!

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