Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 100563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100563 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 503(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Sully grunted as I started to sob.
I was so twisted and turned.
So knotted and knitted in one chaotic ball of skipping beats, pounding pulse, and an orgasm that’d been custom-designed to stop my heart entirely.
“I’m...I don’t feel...I can’t breathe...” I opened my mouth wide, desperate for air, my lungs only inflating with teasing taints of oxygen.
It wasn’t my lungs failing, it was my heart.
It forgot how to beat.
It suffocated beneath the will to come that consumed my every existence yet refused to detonate.
Elixir had become my worst enemy.
A complex cocktail that’d poisoned me better than any virus or violence.
I contorted in Sully’s embrace.
I bucked and swarmed with nightmares.
“Shit, Eleanor.” Sully withdrew. Sitting on his knees, he scooped me from the mattress.
I dangled like an asphyxiated doll in his arms.
“Tell me what you need.” He shook me.
My heart hiccupped. My eyes blurred with tears. “I don’t know.” I cried harder. “I can’t—” My spine snapped backward as my body no longer belonged to me.
“Fuck, mate, you better do something,” a stranger muttered. “Is this what happens to all the girls with elixir?”
Sully didn’t answer him. “Come here.” Snatching me from the bed, he spread my legs over his lap again. Brushing aside my sweat-sticky hair, he grabbed his cock and angled me until he fed his length inside me.
The moment he filled me, his hand went to my clit, rubbing me fast and quick, his rush to grant me a cure only making me worse.
I screamed as the pain became unimaginable.
I tried to get away, but I had no strength in my arms.
My head throbbed. My ears rang. He kept pushing me up and up an unclimbable cliff, too high, no air, too far, no breath.
“Don’t do this to me, Jinx. Please don’t die on me.” He drove deeper into me. “Just come. Let go. I’m sorry I made you wait. I’m sorry. I didn’t know what would happen if you didn’t have the freedom to climax.” He drove again and again, growling and thrusting, as deranged as I was.
My legs spasmed with muscle contractions. My toes curled until shooting pains ran down my soles. My fingers hooked into claws again, disobeying my instructions to uncurl, every part of me twining with unforgivable tension.
“Please, Eleanor.” He fell forward, sandwiching me against the bed again, pumping viciously hard into me.
I was coiled in rope and bound by bars.
My convoluted orgasm snarled and turned rogue, no longer just teasing my womb but destroying it, shredding me from the inside out but still refusing to break.
Sweat coated every inch of me. The mattress was wet beneath me.
“Come for me. Come. I demand you to come. I want to feel your every clench, Jinx. You have my cock, so fucking use it.” His voice slipped down my ears, clearing a path for his commands.
I seized with need. I clung to his rich baritone. My ears rang with gratefulness. They were the only part of me not wound tight with unbearable tension. The one sense still unhindered by my reckless, rampant heart.
The demons with their rabid claws snarled, switching from torturing to a fine shimmer of pleasure.
Finally.
Finally!
I groaned, arching my head, seeking, seeking.
More.
Give me more!
Sully understood.
His nose nuzzled my tensed throat, his teeth bit down on muscles far too constricted. “Is that what you need? Dirty words.”
My pussy fluttered around his invasion.
My tears stopped, just for a second, my misery interrupted by the faint promise of a release.
“Okay, Jinx.” Digging both hands into the mattress, he soared up, digging his hips into mine, making us join deeper and harder than we ever had before. “Do you know how much I love you? No other girl compares—”
My orgasm revolted, turning its back on him. That was too sweet, too full of love.
I needed anger to match my anger.
Filth to cancel my filth.
I cried harder as the faint promise turned once again into agonising misery.
“Jesus Christ.” His lips found my ear again, our chemistry feeding him the exact knowledge how to fix me. He knew what I needed, but he hesitated.
His gaze went to the side, dragging my attention with it.
I flinched as I locked gazes with three men. Their hands locked around turgid erections, their breath quick, and faces etched with their own release.
I was jealous.
Fucking jealous that they could come and I could not.
The taller one licked his lips, his voice travelling over the floor to me. “You need to come. Let him fuck you.”
Sully snarled. “Don’t talk to her.”
My back bowed.
The demons inside me reacted. They preened and simpered. Those men wanted me. They all wanted me. They wanted what I could offer. What my body was about to die for unless Sully could help.
With my eyes on the men and Sully thrusting deep inside me, I shivered as his lips found my ear again. He let down his shields and revealed his dangerous envy. He hissed with hate and hurt, “They want to fuck you. They wish they were me, balls fucking deep inside your delicious fucking cunt. They see me driving into you and contemplate killing me just to get a taste. One taste, Jinx. That’s all they want. One opportunity to stick their cocks inside you. Do you want that? Do you want me to give you to them?” His teeth bit my ear, his cock diving deeper inside me. “Too fucking bad. I will never give you up. Never let another man touch you because you belong to me. Your pussy belongs to me, and I’ll fuck you however I goddamn want.”