Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 36489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 182(@200wpm)___ 146(@250wpm)___ 122(@300wpm)
“I hear you. Now. Tell me the truth. Does it hurt for you to walk on it?”
She sighed. “Sometimes. Like when I’ve been on it too much or when I’ve been in one position for too long.”
“OK.” I turned around. “Up you go. Piggyback ride.” I bent over slightly at the waist and squatted.
“Piggyback ride?” She laughed but put her hands on my shoulders and hopped up. “I haven’t done this since I was a kid.” She continued to giggle as I approached the others.
“Everything OK?” Rycks asked as he stood up from where he was helping Bella and Holly sort seashells.
“Mostly,” I said. “Need you to reach out to Salvation’s Bane. I want to talk to Doc. Blade as well.”
Rycks looked from me to Swan. “Anything Fury can help with?”
“Possibly. But Doc Muse will be the most qualified. Fury could give him a head start if he’s not readily available, though.”
“Sure,” Rycks said. “I’ll have him give you a call.” He raised an eyebrow. “You guys headed back?”
“Yeah. We got some stuff to discuss. Also, I need to talk to El Diablo. We may need an all-hands effort soon. Got some plannin’ to do.”
“Well, that’s not cryptic or anything.” Rycks and Wrath both stepped closer. “What’s goin’ on?” Rycks glanced at Swan again. “Everything all right?”
I felt her shrug. “As all right as it can be, I suppose.”
“I’ll explain later,” I said. “Just have Doc give me a call at his earliest convenience. We’re headed back to the compound.”
“Bye, Holly. Bella.” Swan took one arm from around my neck and waved at the girls. “That was so much fun! We’ll have to do it again.”
Holly smiled. “That’ll be fun! You find the best seashells!”
“What can I say? I’m a shell-finding expert.”
The girls giggled and waved as we moved off. Swan laid her head on my shoulder and inhaled, her nose close to my neck.
“Don’t be shy about it, girl.” I chuckled. “Take what you want.”
With a groan, she swiped her tongue up the side of my neck. “Mmmm,” she moaned. “Been wanting to do that for a very long time.”
“That all you want to do?”
“Nope,” she said without hesitation. “‘Kiss a biker’ definitely needs to be on that list. Along with a few other things.”
“Oh? Like what?”
“Like tracing that biker’s tattoos. With my tongue.”
“Yeah? I could probably arrange for that.”
“See that you do. That’s going to be a very important item on my list.”
“I can guarantee you, having you trace my tattoos with your tongue will be the easiest thing on that list you accomplish. And that kiss the longest.”
“You need to hurry up, Reaper. Time’s wasting!”
Chapter Three
Swan
Had I been a normal person, the thought of what I was about to do would have been horrifying to me. Hooking up with a stranger definitely wasn’t the safest thing in the world, to say nothing of taking any kind of trip with this guy. But I was far from normal. I was dying anyway, so I really had nothing to fear there. Besides, if this guy wanted to hurt me, he wouldn’t have saved me.
Instead of taking me to my room, he brought me to a different one.
“Where are we?”
“My room.” He set me down and turned around. “Come here.” Reaper pulled me into his arms. “Not waitin’ any longer for that kiss.” Then he took my mouth in a sweeping kiss.
I’d been kissed before, but never like this. Reaper took me like he had a right to anything he wanted, like I was his and he was making sure everyone -- including me -- knew it. In that moment, he wasn’t wrong. I’d surrender to anything he wanted. Hell, I was there for sex. He knew that and was reinforcing the idea. Making sure I enjoyed myself? Maybe. I didn’t know enough about men to know for sure. All I knew was how my body responded to that kiss. And I was completely lost in it. In Reaper.
His tongue swept inside my mouth over and over, tasting me. Learning me. Letting me learn him. Surprisingly, he didn’t grope me or pull at my bikini top. He just kissed me over and over and over… I was dizzy with them. Craved more. Craved Reaper.
When he finally lifted his head, I was pretty sure the only thing holding me up was his arms around my body. I blinked up at him uncertainly, confused.
“Why did you stop?” I was pretty sure there was a little bit of hurt in that question. “I thought…”
“What? What did you think was going to happen, little Swan?”
I tried to think, to push past the lust haze in my mind, but Reaper was too close. Too… real. “I thought we were going to have sex.”
He leaned in to lick a path from my neck to my ear. “No one said anything about sex. I believe licking was involved, though that’s your job.”