Total pages in book: 129
Estimated words: 121324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 607(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121324 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 607(@200wpm)___ 485(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
He chuckled again, pressing the front of his warm, powerful body against her back. His cock dug into her, hot and hard. “Good to know.” He slipped his hands down her sides and dipped only his fingertips inside the waistband of her panties. “Have you given any more thought to the request I made of you a few days ago?”
She double-blinked, having not expected him to raise the subject at such a moment. She should have. He liked to catch her off-guard. “You say it so casually, like you asked if I’d give you a key to my house. You want full rights to my soul.”
“I want the surety that Kali can’t take you from me,” he said, keeping his fingertips just inside her panties as he moved his hands to her front.
“Which amounts to the same thing.” She watched as he very slowly slid one hand fully into her panties and gently palmed her pussy. She swallowed, feeling herself begin to go damp. “I need more time to think about it.”
“Hmm.” He scraped his teeth over her shoulder. “Have you been thinking about it? Or have you set it aside?”
“I have thought about it, it’s just . . . It isn’t merely a none-too-simple case of deciding whether I want to sell you my soul. There are other things to consider.”
“Such as?” he prompted, closing his free hand around her breast.
She drew in a sharp breath and arched into him. He didn’t play with her breast, just as he didn’t stroke her pussy. He simply rested his hands where they were, bold and possessive.
“Immortality doesn’t merely stop a person from aging,” she said. “It causes certain changes when it sets into their cells. It mostly makes people physically stronger and all that jazz. I don’t know what impact immortality would have on a revenant, or if it would affect the monster I host.” She’d asked Kali, but the deity hadn’t come to her in a dream to talk, or in any other way responded.
“Immortality can cause some changes,” he conceded. “But it never weakens people. I don’t foresee it stripping you of any of your revenant-based abilities. As for your monster . . . I don’t think it would be affected. It isn’t integrated into your cells. It’s an independent entity. It could use an immortal as a vessel just as easily as it can use a mortal.”
She gasped as he thumbed her taut nipple. “There are things I haven’t yet told you. What if you don’t like what you hear?”
He pressed a lingering kiss to her neck. “Then I won’t like it. But I’ll still want you.”
She closed her eyes. “I’m not something natural, Cain. I’m not even really alive.” Her heart might beat, but that didn’t change that she wasn’t alive, dead, or even undead.
“You feel alive.” He kneaded her breast. “Soft. Warm. Responsive.” He kissed his way up her neck and flicked her earlobe with his tongue. “Don’t you want to stay with me? Be with me always?”
She groaned as he slipped one finger between her folds and briefly dipped it inside her. “I really hope you don’t think you’re gonna seduce me into selling my soul.”
“I don’t want to seduce your consent out of you. I want you to agree because I’m what you want and will always want.” He put his mouth to her ear. “And you will agree. We both know it’s only a matter of time.” He jammed two fingers in her pussy.
“Fuck,” she burst out, feeling her inner walls pulse. The bastard had lured her into a warm, fuzzy, sexually frustrating place with all the gentle, lazy touches.
Releasing her breast, he effortlessly tore off her panties like they were made of freaking paper. She couldn’t lie, all that easy, casual strength was a total turn-on.
His hand delved into the back of her hair, fisted, and pulled hard, yanking her head back in one quick move. “Hiss at me all you want, I know you like it when it hurts.”
She whimpered as he slowly withdrew his fingers from her pussy. Apparently he was in the mood to screw with her head, because he kept taking her off-guard—letting her expect one thing and then snatching it away.
He suckled on her earlobe and let her hair slip from his hand. “Bend over.”
The order almost made her jolt. Totally up for being taken from behind, she did as he told her, placing her hands flat on the mattress.
He hummed. “Such a pretty sight.”
Wynter licked her lips, her body vibrating with anticipation. But . . . nothing happened. He didn’t touch her, let alone thrust deep inside her. She glanced at him over her shoulder, finding him staring at her with his arms folded. “Are you gonna put your dick in me?”
He shrugged. “Probably.”
Probably?
“It’s tempting to instead jack off, come all over you while you’re bent over like this, and then maybe fuck you later.”