Vendetta Road – Torpedo Ink Read online Christine Feehan

Categories Genre: Erotic, Fantasy/Sci-fi, MC, Paranormal, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 174
Estimated words: 159159 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 796(@200wpm)___ 637(@250wpm)___ 531(@300wpm)
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She gasped and arched.

“Look straight at him. Let him know you’re watching him get off while he’s watching you get off. If he connects, don’t look away. Bring your hands up and play with your nipples the way I do. I want you to be a little rough.”

He kept his voice low, like velvet, giving her the instructions and watching her get off on them. Her body was hot silk, scorching him, her firm cheeks squirming around his cock. He pumped his fingers in and out of her, feeling the tension coiling tighter and tighter.

“Is he watching, baby? He thinks you’re the sexiest woman alive, doesn’t he? He can’t take his eyes off of you, right?” His mouth wandered down the side of her neck, stopping so he could use his teeth on her. He loved how her body sent fresh waves of liquid around his fingers when he bit down on her.

“Yes.” She gasped it.

She was bucking her hips, riding his fingers frantically as he turned up the vibration on her clit. Just before she came, he stopped the clit button and pulled his fingers free, making a show of licking them and then holding them in front of her mouth so she would finish licking them clean. Her hand crept down her belly toward her pussy and he stopped her.

“I have more surprises, for you. You’ll come hard for me, I promise.” He bit her earlobe again and then collected her liquid, the gold he craved. He coated his finger and the small little vibrator he’d brought as a surprise. Once more, he started the clit button on the lowest setting and then shifted her so he could slide his finger between her cheeks.

“Ice.” She panted as he pushed the vibrator into that forbidden little star.

“You’ll love this, baby. I promise you.” Once more he began to bring her up slowly, turning both vibrators up so that ripples moved like waves through her body, until she was nearly undulating with need and a fine sheen made her body glow. He gave her his fingers, three this time.

“Watch him, baby. Is he looking at you? Can he see the strain on your face? That desperate need? That’s what I see. You’re lost in the feeling. Nothing matters, does it, but this. How I make you feel. How your body is desperate for what I can give you. He can watch you. He can want you, but only I have you. Ride my fingers and let him pretend it’s him you’re riding. Let him wonder if my cock is in your ass and you’re riding it while I’m taking you apart. You’re all mine. Every single part of you. Pussy. Mouth. Ass. He knows that now. He wishes it were him.”

He kicked up the vibrators and her body nearly seized as she came apart. She cried out, oblivious to anything around them, only feeling the orgasm tearing through her. It roared through her body, spreading like a wildfire out of control. Those tiny beads of sweat made her body glisten in the firelight. She was beautiful, her lips parted in a shocked O and her eyes wild and dazed. Her body shook over and over, one orgasm swelling into another as he relentlessly kicked the vibrators to high and pumped harder with his fingers. She screamed. Her head thrashed. Her hips went wild, and her sheath gripped his fingers like a vise.

Ice looked up and unerringly found the man watching his woman thrashing in the ecstasy he’d given her. The stranger was emptying himself down a woman’s throat, but his eyes never left Soleil’s body. Deliberately, Ice pulled his fingers free, sucked them dry and then cupped her breast, his thumb strumming. She was his. She was beautiful. And he was so fucking hard he was going to shatter.

He turned off the vibes, to give her clit some rest, but he vowed he’d spend a night teasing her. Leaving them in her, he shoved the whiskey bottle into her hand, rose abruptly, lifting her into his arms, and carried her to their bed. It was all laid out under the stars, just a few feet from two other firepits. They were caught in the middle, just the way he liked.

She rolled off him as he sank on top of the double sleeping bag and began to yank off his boots so he could remove his clothes. “Need your mouth on me, baby. Hurry.”

She crawled back to him, looking for all the world like a wild temptress, and he shoved a rolled-up blanket under her hips to push her ass into the air. He liked looking at her tits and ass when she took him in her mouth. She had a shape that appealed to everything in him. He could watch the shadows playing over her cheeks and he could just see the end of that little vibrator right where he’d put it.


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