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)
Fingers wrapping around my throat, his voice is thick with emotion.
With regret.
“Angel.”
I take a deep breath, steeling myself.
His hands suddenly squeeze around me, cutting off another.
After a few seconds, the air I’m holding starts to burn with the need to be released.
But I clench my hands, my nails digging into my palms.
I could fight back. Hurt him some more.
But to what end?
He’s stronger… Deadlier.
I have no hope of getting out of this.
The pulse in my temples begins to pound.
My head fills with heat and my lungs scream for fresh oxygen.
Jude’s hands continue to squeeze around my throat, showing no sign of stopping.
I open my eyes and stare into his tortured face.
Wishing it didn’t have to end this way…
But I knew the risks.
Seconds slow to the pace of minutes.
Darkness starts to creep into the edges of my vision and my lung’s demands become harder and harder to ignore.
I want to accept my death gracefully.
But the need to breathe becomes so great, so unbearable, I reach up and grab at his hands.
It starts as only wanting one more second of relief.
If I could just have one more breath, I know I could handle this.
I could do this with dignity.
My fingers desperately pry at his, but it only causes him to squeeze me harder.
My nose starts to burn and the painful pricks of a thousand needles spreads across my face.
I rake my nails over the flesh of his hands, but he doesn’t relent.
His pained expression telling me he means to see this through the end.
The darkness at the edges of my vision grows and grows, swallowing everything up.
And the last thing I see, the last thing I decide to take with me, is the pain in his eyes.
I’m slipping away.
My strength fleeing from me.
Drifting into nothingness.
Then, from faraway, I hear someone growl, “Goddammit.”
Something hot touches my lips.
I’m so dazed I don’t understand it at first.
My head throbbing and pounding, I don’t realize I’m hungrily gasping in air until Jude smothers my mouth with his mouth.
Literally dying for more oxygen, I open my eyes and try to shove him away.
Refusing to be denied, he ignores my shove and presses harder into me. His mouth fighting mine.
Air is all I want. All I need.
But Jude seemingly has his own needs.
No longer gripping my throat, he captures my hands and pins them to my sides. Then he thrusts his tongue into my mouth as I gulp down a big breath.
I attempt to shove him out, desperately seeking more air.
But it only seems to encourage him.
My head still spinning, my face still tingling, he kisses me with a need I can’t match. Only try to survive.
Over and over, he slants his mouth over mine.
Lightheaded and swaying on my feet, I come to realize if I keep fighting him I’ll either pass out or die.
Giving up, I relax into his kiss and let him have his way. Stealing what small gasps of air I can get between the hard suckles of his lips.
Groaning his pleasure into my mouth, he becomes even more frenzied.
My submission feeding his madness.
Dropping my wrists, he grabs the back of my knee and yanks my leg up, notching it on his hip.
Then he kisses me so hard and with so much force, he’s pushing my head into the wall.
Darkness creeps back into my vision and a part of me wonders if he still intends to kill me.
Suffocating me with his kisses instead of with his hands.
It’s a horrible, awful thought.
One that should fill me with fear.
But for some fucked up reason it only turns me on.
Spread open for him, powerless and vulnerable, I feel my nipples tightening.
My toes curl and the tingling in my face spreads throughout my entire body.
But the most shocking thing is I feel myself growing wet.
The blood pumping through my veins pounds in my ears and horrifyingly pulses in my clit.
I’m about to fucking die, but I don’t think my body got the message.
No, I’m all amped up.
My stupid pussy aching for some friction.
Just as I’m about to pass out, my core sadly clenching on emptiness, he suddenly rips his mouth away.
Starving for air, I tip my head back and fill my lungs.
My gasps are so loud, I barely hear him as he pants, “An eye for an eye…”
His fingers dig into my thigh and it’s the only warning I get before he suddenly drives his hips forward.
Filling me up with his cock.
Eyes widening, I drop my chin and stare at him in shock.
Glaring back at me, he growls, “Tooth for a tooth.”
Teeth nipping at my lips, he pulls his hips back then drives forward again.
Stretching me with every thick inch.
Shuddering around him, it feels as if he just drove a bolt of pure, electrified pleasure into me.
Somehow hitting every sensitive nerve.
Again, he pulls his hips back and drives forward.
Deeper and harder.