Stepbrother Romance 2 - Consumed: A New Adult Alpha Billionaire Romance by Tawny Taylor Page B
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his finger slipped between my nether lips, I whimpered. I quaked. I bit my lip and dug my fingernails into my palms. Deeper. I wanted his touch to go deeper. To thrust inside, stretch me wide.
Instead, it slid out.
“You surrender so quickly, esclavo . Where did that fire go?” He walked away, leaving me standing there, barely able to hold myself up. My legs were as soft as molten gelatin. Knees wobbly. Pulse pounding in my ears. Arms practically numb from lack of blood supply. And the evidence of my need dripping from my pussy.
Was he done?
The door’s hinges creaked. His footsteps echoed. He was out in the hallway, walking farther and farther away.
I pulled in a deep breath. Was I safe? Where was he going? How long would he be gone?
For now my virginity was still intact. But my pride…that was long gone. With just a few strokes he’d tamed me. I’d gone from kicking and screaming to protect myself to spreading my legs and practically begging him to take me.
And this was just the first day. The first hour of the first day.
If he kept to his word (and that was a big if, in my book), and would release me at the end of the week, there were still many hours of this torture ahead of me yet.
How would I survive?
***
Please turn the page for a special sneak preview of Tawny Taylor’s bestselling MY ALPHA BILLIONAIRE series.
For fans of Fifty Shades of Grey and Anything He Wants,
By NY Times Bestselling author Tawny Taylor
The My Alpha Billionaire series.
Five books. Five heart-racing, lust-filled stories of dark erotic pleasure.
What He Wants (My Alpha Billionaire, 1)
What He Demands (My Alpha Billionaire, 2)
What He Craves (My Alpha Billionaire, 3)
What He Needs (My Alpha Billionaire, 4)
What He Desires (My Alpha Billionaire, 5)
SAMPLE
He captured my arms, like he loved to do, and pinned them behind my back. Then he jerked me against him and glared down into my eyes.
“Feel better?” he asked.
“No.”
He yanked me closer yet. Now, when he inhaled, I felt the rise of his chest. “Are you ready to talk?”
Carnal need coiled around me, quiet but deadly, curling up from my legs, around my chest, my stomach, twisting in my center. “No.”
“If you won’t talk then…” He smashed his mouth over mine.
The air left my lungs in a sharp whoosh and I parted my lips to re-inflate them. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he pushed his tongue inside, filling my mouth with his decadent flavor. It stroked and tasted, even as I writhed against him, struggling to break free. Using my tongue as a defense, I tried to force him out, to break the kiss and end the torment. But he was so strong. I couldn’t win this battle. But I was determined, somehow, to win the war.
Lips, tongue, teeth. He used them expertly, conquering my will. He didn’t just kiss. He possessed. Not just my mouth but my body and my mind. He banished all thoughts of resistance. Before I realized it, I was whimpering from the agony, kissing him back. My blood pounded through my body, burning between my legs. A throbbing ache was gathering deep inside. Never had I hurt so badly from a kiss. Never had I surrendered so quickly, so easily.
He skimmed his free hand up my side, tracing the curve of my hip, the dip of my waist. His kiss, his touch…I craved more. I needed more. Even though I didn’t want to. Shallow little pants replaced long, even breaths as my suffering intensified. “Say it,” he whispered in my ear.
His warm breath tickled. My skin dimpled, goose bumps burning my arm and chest.
“Say what?” I asked.
That hand moved around to my back, gliding down the arch of my spine and over the swell of my ass.
I shuddered. God, how he possessed me.
“Say it,” he demanded, this time his voice harder, sharper. He traced a line down the column of my neck with the tip of his tongue. I tingled. I quivered. I curled my fingers, weaving them together, clutching them behind my back.
“Say what?” I
Instead, it slid out.
“You surrender so quickly, esclavo . Where did that fire go?” He walked away, leaving me standing there, barely able to hold myself up. My legs were as soft as molten gelatin. Knees wobbly. Pulse pounding in my ears. Arms practically numb from lack of blood supply. And the evidence of my need dripping from my pussy.
Was he done?
The door’s hinges creaked. His footsteps echoed. He was out in the hallway, walking farther and farther away.
I pulled in a deep breath. Was I safe? Where was he going? How long would he be gone?
For now my virginity was still intact. But my pride…that was long gone. With just a few strokes he’d tamed me. I’d gone from kicking and screaming to protect myself to spreading my legs and practically begging him to take me.
And this was just the first day. The first hour of the first day.
If he kept to his word (and that was a big if, in my book), and would release me at the end of the week, there were still many hours of this torture ahead of me yet.
How would I survive?
***
Please turn the page for a special sneak preview of Tawny Taylor’s bestselling MY ALPHA BILLIONAIRE series.
For fans of Fifty Shades of Grey and Anything He Wants,
By NY Times Bestselling author Tawny Taylor
The My Alpha Billionaire series.
Five books. Five heart-racing, lust-filled stories of dark erotic pleasure.
What He Wants (My Alpha Billionaire, 1)
What He Demands (My Alpha Billionaire, 2)
What He Craves (My Alpha Billionaire, 3)
What He Needs (My Alpha Billionaire, 4)
What He Desires (My Alpha Billionaire, 5)
SAMPLE
He captured my arms, like he loved to do, and pinned them behind my back. Then he jerked me against him and glared down into my eyes.
“Feel better?” he asked.
“No.”
He yanked me closer yet. Now, when he inhaled, I felt the rise of his chest. “Are you ready to talk?”
Carnal need coiled around me, quiet but deadly, curling up from my legs, around my chest, my stomach, twisting in my center. “No.”
“If you won’t talk then…” He smashed his mouth over mine.
The air left my lungs in a sharp whoosh and I parted my lips to re-inflate them. Taking advantage of the opportunity, he pushed his tongue inside, filling my mouth with his decadent flavor. It stroked and tasted, even as I writhed against him, struggling to break free. Using my tongue as a defense, I tried to force him out, to break the kiss and end the torment. But he was so strong. I couldn’t win this battle. But I was determined, somehow, to win the war.
Lips, tongue, teeth. He used them expertly, conquering my will. He didn’t just kiss. He possessed. Not just my mouth but my body and my mind. He banished all thoughts of resistance. Before I realized it, I was whimpering from the agony, kissing him back. My blood pounded through my body, burning between my legs. A throbbing ache was gathering deep inside. Never had I hurt so badly from a kiss. Never had I surrendered so quickly, so easily.
He skimmed his free hand up my side, tracing the curve of my hip, the dip of my waist. His kiss, his touch…I craved more. I needed more. Even though I didn’t want to. Shallow little pants replaced long, even breaths as my suffering intensified. “Say it,” he whispered in my ear.
His warm breath tickled. My skin dimpled, goose bumps burning my arm and chest.
“Say what?” I asked.
That hand moved around to my back, gliding down the arch of my spine and over the swell of my ass.
I shuddered. God, how he possessed me.
“Say it,” he demanded, this time his voice harder, sharper. He traced a line down the column of my neck with the tip of his tongue. I tingled. I quivered. I curled my fingers, weaving them together, clutching them behind my back.
“Say what?” I
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