Total pages in book: 72
Estimated words: 69610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69610 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
He rubs lightly at first, gently grazing over me, and then he starts rubbing with a little more pressure and I can’t stop the whimper that escapes my lips. It feels incredible, so utterly incredibly. “Oh, god,” I breathe as the pressure keeps building and pleasure comes to life, starting off as a slow burn and slowly traveling out until it’s a raging fire.
“Malakai,” I whimper. “Oh, God.”
I come, so hard I have to press a hand over my mouth to stop the moan that threatens to let the whole cottage know exactly what’s happening to me in here. Malakai slips his finger from my depths and looks up at me, and oh, I swear, I want to cup his face in my fingers and kiss him until we both stop breathing.
He stands up, as if reading my mind, and cups my face in his hands, kissing me. It starts off slow but gradually builds until our tongues are dancing, our lips are crashing, and our bodies are molded together. I reach up, curling my fingers into his hair and tugging him down, trying to make the kiss deeper, even though it’s already as deep as it can get.
His hard length is pressed against my belly, and it only makes the ache inside me stronger.
Only when Maverick pounds on the door to yell that our tea is ready, and Malakai relays this to me by pulling away and turning his head, yelling something and then telling me what’s happening, do we separate. Carefully, I get dressed with Mal’s help and we both head out to the living area where Scarlett and Maverick are waiting.
And smirking.
My cheeks burn, and I smile shyly and hobble over to sit next to Scarlett on the sofa. She turns to me. “Are you okay, honey?”
I nod. “Yeah, I’m going to go to sleep soon, I think. I feel ... drained.”
“Is everything okay? Did you want to talk about what upset you?”
I stare at her, then glance at the other two men. They’re all watching me. They all want answers. But I don’t want to ruin this. This moment. This moment where they believe that I’m not a terrible person. So, I smile and say, “I just had a hard afternoon, it happens sometimes. I’m okay now. I didn’t mean for what happened tonight to happen. Silver got scared and reared up.”
“Silver?” Scarlett asks, with a smile.
“I didn’t know his name, so that’s what I called him.”
She smiles a little. “He’s only new, he’s a well-trained horse but hasn’t spent time on trails. I’m sorry that happened.”
“It’s not your fault.”
I sip my tea, and the two men disappear to talk for a few minutes. I tell Scarlett I’m going to bed and she helps me into the spare room. Once I’m sitting comfortably, she looks to me. “You sure you’re okay?”
I smile, even though inside I feel like I’m just falling to pieces. “Yeah.”
“How about you and Malakai?”
She’s smiling. She can’t help it. I smile back, flushing. “I like him, so much, I’m just ... scared.”
“Of what?” she asks me, taking my hands. “He’s such a good man. I know he’s a biker, trust me I had the same thoughts, but they will take care of you. I promise you that.”
“It’s not that, I just ... I don’t know.”
I look away, because I know she can’t continue talking if I don’t look at her. I’m a coward, but I don’t want to answer questions. I just want to sort myself out and fix this. Whatever it is.
Malakai deserves better.
Scarlett squeezes my knee, and I glance at her. “I’m so tired. Thanks for letting me stay, Scar.”
She looks sad, but she reaches forward and hugs me. “Goodnight, Am. Come and get me if you need anything. Anything at all.”
“I will, thanks, and Scar?”
She smiles. “Yeah?”
“Say goodnight to Malakai for me.”
She goes to argue, but closes her lips and nods. “I will.”
When she’s gone, I roll to my side and stare at the wall, feeling drained, exhausted and in pain.
I turn to my other side and gasp when I see Malakai standing at my door, eyes on me, looking intense. My heart races and I sit up.
“You can’t get away from me that easily, darlin’.”
I look away, exhaling, and then I look to him again.
“What are you so afraid of?” he asks me, eyes so intense it burns.
I decide to tell him the truth, because god damn I’m tired of every piece of my life being a lie.
“Myself,” I whisper.
Myself.
So damned afraid of myself.
~*~*~*~
MALAKAI
Herself.
She’s afraid of herself.
That statement doesn’t make a lot of sense to me, but I can see it in her eyes that she means it with every single piece of who she is. I wonder what the fuck happened to her to make her think that she’s a bad person, because from what I’ve seen, she absolutely is not. She’s pure of heart, and very few people can say that about themselves.