Series: Sean Moriarty
Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 113805 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113805 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 455(@250wpm)___ 379(@300wpm)
Seriously, what is it with this guy and pushing me up against walls?
Jude laughs again, joyfully taking each slap and kick a few times before deciding to counter them.
Snatching up my hands, he slams them above my head then kicks my feet apart.
“I’ll make you a deal, angel,” he pants as he pushes his body between my thighs.
His size spreading me open.
Moving both of my wrists into one big hand, he slides the other down my body. “If you’re dry, I’ll stop.”
He grins as my eyes go wide.
Shoving his hand down the front of my leggings, his big fingers find my panties and slip beneath them.
“Fuck you!” I cry out, knowing exactly what he’ll find.
Throwing my arms forward and jerking my hips, I try to buck him off, but it only ends up helping him.
His fingers brush against my clit, then push through my lips, and his eyes light up.
Yanking his hand out of my panties, he holds his fingers up for me to see my own glistening shame. “Just like I thought… soaking fucking wet.”
He shoves his fingers into his mouth, sucking on them.
“And fucking delicious,” he growls.
Shaking my head back and forth, I try to kick at him when he shoves my panties down. “We can’t!”
Ignoring my kicks, he lifts his leg then stomps my panties and leggings down my legs.
“We can,” he counters and works on getting one leg of my leggings over my shoe. “We will. We must.”
“Why?!” I nearly wail.
Why the fuck is he doing this here? Now?
“Because the voices demand it. Because I demand it,” he says and finally gets the legging over my right shoe. “This is it, I can feel it.”
“Feel what?!” I shriek.
Unbuckling his pants, he shoves them down, then presses his warm, velvety erection against me.
He pushes it through my slick lips and his eyes roll back a little with joy.
“The moment we create life together,” he rasps.
“Oh god,” I gasp.
My body thrumming.
My head spinning.
He wants to try to impregnate me here? Surrounded by fucking carnage and mayhem?
“Someone could see!” I protest.
“They won’t,” he says with too much confidence. Rocking his hips, he rubs the crown of his cock against my clit. Causing me to jerk and squirm. “And if they do, I’ll fucking shoot them.”
As if just saying that caused her to manifest, Amanda shouts, “I found Jude and… oh shit!”
I turn my head to the left to see her covering her eyes and quickly stumbling backward.
“Jude and Eden are fine!” she calls out before she disappears around the corner.
“Are they over there?” I hear Nathaniel ask.
“Yes! And don’t go there!” Amanda says quickly, sounding embarrassed.
I give Jude a dark glare.
He smiles and reaches down, grabbing his cock and guiding it to my entrance.
“Why?” Nathaniel presses. “They could be hurt. I need to check on them.”
“No, you don’t,” Amanda insists. “They’re having… a moment.”
“A moment?” Nathaniel repeats in confusion before it must dawn on him. “Oh… Well in that case…” He clears his throat uncomfortably. “You should let me look at that—”
Amanda sharply cuts him off. “No.”
“But it could—” Nathaniel tries to argue, sounding further away.
“You’re not touching me,” Amanda says firmly. “Andrew will fix me up, he’s my doctor.”
Nathaniel scoffs, his voice growing even fainter. “He’s not a doctor, he’s a medic. There’s a difference.”
Cupping his hand around my face, Jude squeezes my jaw to get my attention back on him.
Once he has all of me, he thrusts into me.
The thickness of his cock stretching me so wide I’m afraid I might split open.
A moan slips out of me as pleasure shoots up my spine.
Making a sound deep in his throat, Jude presses forward and kisses me.
Tongue tangling with mine, his hips quickly pick up speed.
His body rocking into me with primal urgency.
And god help me, it’s my undoing.
His need becoming my need, I get swept up in his madness.
And a part of me, deep down inside, where my own shadows hide…
Hopes I never find my way out again.
Epilogue
Jude
Lifting the tall, overweight man with a black cloth bag over his head from the bed of the pickup truck, I toss him over my shoulder.
Then I check out at the old barn we’ve set up as one of our temporary workarounds for when we need to question people.
We’ve got a couple of places set up, but so far nothing as permanent as the warehouse was. Even the old motel has been removed from our list.
Far from the city, the closest neighbors are a couple miles away. This place gives us plenty of privacy.
And we need privacy right now. Privacy and security. The surprise attack has us all on edge.
No matter how we look at it, we were caught with our pants down, and it showed. We lost a brother, and a lot of us suffered wounds that weren’t just physical.