Chapter 38

• The fear of his massive monster cock was real, but there were a few things I’d like to do with it. After refusing to get out of bed, he grabbed my ankles, flipped me, and pulled me to the edge like a rag doll. Laying on my stomach, ass up, Dane descended on me. His chest flush with my back, his cock digging into back, my jaw was on the bed. My inner avid book reader was kicking her feet and squealing.
• It shouldn’t have turned me on as much as it did, but that one move had me dripping like an omega in one of my Omegaverse books. I was gushing. It should have been embarrassing, but I was too busy panting. That voice that usually ruined everything whispered that I should be angry at being manhandled, especially after everything I’d gone through, but Goddess, I loved it.
• The force he exerted didn’t scare me, and I knew that made me crazy. Cleo was no fucking help. She agreed vehemently; her giggling hard to ignore as she openly told me to spread my legs and let him take me. The thought alone is enough to make me moan. He chuckles above me and my cheeks flame. Mortified, I bury my face into the sheets, the bed dips, and he’s off of me. I’m disappointed. I quickly realize I want to grab him and pull him back into bed. He grips my arms and I’m pulled until I’m standing. I practically have to arch my back just to look at him. Grey I’m-going-to-fuck-you eyes stare back. That jawline of his is sharp and my mouth waters. I want to lick every inch of this man.