Berch by V. Vaughn Read Free Book Online

werewolf and then...” A flush rises to my cheeks, and I twist away to finish making the coffee. I turn back to Berch leaning against the counter with his arms crossed and an evil grin on his face. I ask, “What?”
    “I’m imagining you doing this every morning. Would you like that?”
    I nod and walk toward him slowly. “I would prefer you make me coffee every day, but yes.” I place my hands on his chest and gaze into the icy blue eyes that make me sigh. “I would like it very much.”
    A low sound comes from Berch’s throat, and he takes a deep breath. “Come with me.” I squeeze the hand that takes mine and follow him as he leads me up the stairs to his bedroom. When we get there, he releases me and lifts a painting off the wall to reveal a safe. He asks, “Guess what the combination is?”
    I shrug. “Your birthday?”
    “Close. Yours.”
    My eyes fill with tears at how sweet he is. The door of the safe clicks open, and he pulls out two boxes. He hands me a small cardboard container that you would get from a costume jewelry store and says, “I’ve had this one since we were seven. You had lilacs in your braids, and I almost asked you to marry me, but I didn’t have a ring.”
    I open the box and find a plastic ring with a red stone.
    He says, “I got that in a box of caramel popcorn a few days later and kept it for the next time I dared.” Berch takes it from me and says, “Let me.” He slips it on my little finger, and I wonder why he didn’t ask me anything.
    “But—”
    A finger lands on my lips and he says, “Hush.”
    Berch drops to his knee before me, and I inhale quickly. He takes my hand and says, “Raven Lynch, I’ve waited decades to ask you this. Will you marry me?”
    Hot moisture rolls down my face, and my voice shakes when I answer, “Yes.” Cool metal slides over my ring finger, but my vision is too blurry to see it clearly, and I forget about it the moment Berch kisses me.
    Our mouths turn from tender to hungry, and I break away to work my way down his neck. Cotton wads up in my hands as I grab his shirt to lift it up, and he yanks it off in a quick motion. I sigh at the sight of his chest. “You are the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
    I want to taste all of him, and knowing Berch probably has the same idea, I don’t give him the chance to make the first move. I lower myself to my knees as I nibble my way down the trail of hair on his lower belly. Tugging on the elastic of his waistband, I reveal his thick cock and let out a little moan before swiping my tongue over the head.
    “God.” Berch hisses and palms my head. His body is quaking when I suck him into my mouth. His salty essence melds with his musk as I memorize the flavor of my true love.
    “I hate to ask you to stop, but I want so much more from you, babe.”
    I sit back on my heels to gaze up at him, and he groans as he grips his cock. Berch says, “I need you to take your clothes off.”
    I strip in front of him and revel in his reaction. His pupils dilate, and he grazes a finger over my nipple, making my head fall back as I arch in response. Berch’s mouth takes in a breast. He sucks and nips, drawing my arousal forward so that I moan in appreciation. Tiny hairs on my body stand up as he moves down my stomach, licking as he goes. When he reaches my sensitive slit, I flinch as he laps at me. “Oh.” I grab on to his shoulders, and he pushes me back to fall onto the bed.
    Berch lifts my thighs to rest on his shoulders and gazes at my moist folds. “So incredible.” I cry out when he sucks on my clit and stimulates me with his tongue. At the point I’m about to come, he stops and drags me up onto the mattress as he climbs over me. His voice is low when he says, “I’m going to bite you now. It will hurt, but only for a moment, because when I thrust into you, the pleasure will drown out any pain you experience.” Berch slips a finger into me, and I lift my hips for more. “You’re so wet for