Her back arches slightly, a soft moan leaving her lips. I grip her hips with both hands, yanking her toward the edge of the bed and swiftly removing her panties. She spreads her legs wider as I drag my hands down her thighs.
I pull back from her, taking in all of her. In my entire lifetime, I’ve never seen a woman this beautiful. My dick throbs, beggingto be submerged in the warmth depths of her. My ears beg to hear her scream my name.
My fingertips find her clit, swirling around it in fast circles. With my other hand, I ease two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out rhythmically. She pulses around my touch, writhing below me as moans float through the air.
Her juices drip around my fingers, soaking me and making my cock throb even more. She’s ready for me, but I want to hear her say it. No, Ineedto hear her say it. I force my eyes up, meeting her gaze amidst the string of gasps she lets out.
“Tell me what you want,” I order, my voice husky.
Moaning, she whispers, “Fuck me.”
“I can’t hear you,” I purr, enjoying the sight of her eyes rolling back.
“Fuck me, now,” she manages to choke out, much more demanding, her eyes snapping to mine. “Please.”
My lips curve up. Denying her would be impossible, nor do I want to. I remove my fingers, lining my cock up with her entrance and slowly pushing my way inside of her. My tip throbs with pleasure as her walls squeeze it.
Her gasp syncs with my own moan as I slide more of my length inside of her, giving her all of me. I grip her hip, holding her steady as I begin to pick up my pace, slamming my cock in and out of her while playing with her clit.
As she clenches around me, her back arching even more, I let out shaky breaths. Her moans intertwine with mine, creating a chorus that is music to my ears. I angle myself closer to her, allowing me to hit her G-spot.
“Emris…” She takes a sharp breath as my name flows from her pretty lips.
Her pussy squeezing around me feels so fucking good, I could come right now. But not yet, not without her. Her shaking legs and panting telling me she’s close too.
Leaning down, I capture one of her hardened nipples in my mouth, sucking at it while I continue rubbing with her clit and fucking her hard.
Her breath hitches, a deeper moan escaping her as her walls tighten around me, sending me to the edge. Pleasure rushes through me as I groan against her skin, the world narrowing to this moment with her as I fill her with my cum. Shuddering through the residual waves of pleasure, I slowly withdraw.
Her chest rises and falls heavily as I gaze down at her, those ice-blue eyes making me feel weak.
“Well,” she says breathily, wriggling her eyebrows. “Round two?”
Chapter Five
MALLORIE
Sunlight streams into my eyes, drawing them open. The huge windows around me are covered by thin, semi-sheer red curtains, giving the room a pink hue. It’s cozy feeling, but makes me want to laugh. You’d think a vampire wouldn’t want so much sunlight.
I roll over, off of my stomach, noticing the empty spot next to me. Where did Emris go? Sitting up, I clutch the sheets to my chest, scanning the room more closely. His clothes from last night are still strewn about like mine, but he’s nowhere to be seen.
The door to his bedroom creaks open, and he pushes through, a towel draped below his waist as he ruffles his hair with another one. Seeing me sitting there, his eyes widen, a soft smile appearing on his lips.
Hell, if we hadn’t been so busy last night, I might just jump him right now; that towel is hanging dangerously low.
He walks over to me, placing his hands on the side of the bed as he leans down and plants a soft kiss on my forehead. “Goodmorning, beautiful,” he says chipperly, keeping his face near mine. “How are you feeling this morning?”
I let out a small laugh as my cheeks flood with heat. “Good, I mean,good. A bit sore.”
His smile turns to a smirk as he plants a kiss on my lips this time. “Sorry about that, but not really all that sorry.”
“Hey, I never said it was a complaint.” I laugh, playfully narrowing my eyes at him.
He stands straight, his eyes not leaving me. I’ve never been one to feel uncomfortable after a night with a man, but for some reason, I’m weirdly aware of my nakedness right now. All I can think of is, does he still find me attractive? Or is the heat from last night long gone?
“Would you like to shower?” Emris offers, resuming drying his hair. “I can make breakfast while you’re in there, then we could eat together.”
I stare at him, blinking a few times. “Really?”
