Total pages in book: 139
Estimated words: 135958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135958 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Throbbing.
Building.
But I ignored them. I settled back in his arms, resting my head against his shoulder, and I tried to ignore the way he ran a hand down my arm, and how his palm smoothed over my stomach, how his fingers traced over my skin.
I moved, hoping the throb would lessen, but it didn’t.
I was beginning to pant.
Goddamn this man.
The movie was on. Someone was speaking. I couldn’t care less. I was way past trying to follow, so I turned, my mouth half on his neck, and I asked, “What did you mean before about how Tanner didn’t have a semblance of a life and the others do?”
He stiffened beneath me, pausing the movie.
“Really? You want to know now?” His eyebrow dipped.
I was half crazed and desperate from feelings I really couldn’t afford to be feeling for him, so I nodded. “Yep.”
“Okay.” He leaned back, and I did what I’d been fighting against.
I moved to straddle him, but I sat back, leaving some space between us. I could feel him beneath me, and though he was hard, it was as if he didn’t even know.
“There’s a council in Canada,” he said.
“A council?” I echoed. My mind raced.
God. I’m falling for him.
I can’t fall for him.
He nodded as if I was listening, as if I totally understood every word he said, as if my world wasn’t crumbling to pieces inside of me.
“There was a mafia war years ago, and it was so bad that our ancestors decided it’d never happen again. Too many innocents died.” He ran a hand down my arm, grazing the inside of my wrist. He circled it, feeling my palm. “So they made a council instead.”
“A council?”
I was repeating myself, and my heart jackhammered away.
“Yeah.” He frowned, his eyes narrowing. “And because our father was a jackass and soulless and ruthless, he became the leader of the council.”
Oh. Wait a minute.
I shifted up, my eyes flying to his. “So that means…”
He nodded again, his thumb running over my palm. “I’m the leader of the council. It was put together not just to end the war, but to help fight against the government.” He paused, his hand tightening briefly over mine. “Or fight against the US because they always want to know what we do up there too.”
Of course. That made sense.
I bit my lip. “And Tanner was mad because…” I had no idea why he was mad.
“Because he’s second in line.” Kai shifted. Grabbing my waist, he picked me up and pulled me to sit higher on him. Only a few inches separated us again, and I could feel his dick throbbing, hard and demanding entrance. I felt him twitch below me, and I had to bite back a groan because I wanted to give in. I wanted to let him sink inside me.
“So you…” I couldn’t talk. I didn’t even know why I was trying.
“Yes, me.” He was teasing. I heard it in his tone. He knew exactly how he was affecting me. His hands fell to my hips, tipping me into him even more.
He leaned forward so his mouth grazed over my throat. “Yes. Me. I’m the head of the council because I’m the head of our family.”
“And if you fall, then Tanner…” I was dazed. My pulse thundered in my ear. I felt him begin to kiss up my throat.
What were we talking about?
His arms tightened around me. “Tanner takes over, and if he falls, Brooke is next in line. She’s a Bennett. One of us has to maintain control over the council. If we don’t, that won’t be good. At all.”
Yes. The council. Of course.
Good God, he started to kiss my chest. He began to move south, licking all the way between my breasts.
This was never going to get old.
Ever.
I cradled the back of his head as he lavished his attention over me, and I knew this was never going to go away. I’d want him kissing me, licking me, tasting me, sliding inside of me until I was long past being old and about to hit my grave. Even then, I had a hard time imagining I wouldn’t crave the feel of him still.
“Kai,” I moaned, damn close to telling him all of it.
“Mmmm?” He lifted his head, those torturous lips pulling away from my skin, and I gazed down at him.
What was I going to say?
Need. Want. Desire. Those were the only things in my head. I didn’t know anymore. I couldn’t think right now
“Nothing,” I rasped. “Nothing at all.”
He lifted his mouth, and I brought mine down to it.
The movie began playing again. The rain continued.
And we were both soon groaning.
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
I had five days.
Five days of feeling Kai inside of me all night long. Five days where I’d wake and reach for him, where he’d roll inside of me or I would straddle him. Five days where we didn’t leave the room until a late lunch. Meals were spent around a table, laughing, hearing stories from his siblings. Even Tanner began smiling halfway through the first day. Brooke loved cooking, so we enjoyed her gourmet meals—apparently she’d always wanted to be a chef.