My head arched back as he kissed and sucked my neck, the sensation adding to our growing desperation for release.More, harder, deeper.
Karson pounded into me, his fingers digging into my hips and ass as he forced himself deeper. A delicious burn blazed from my core through my entire body.
My moan was long and ravaged as he nipped my skin just below my jaw, so close to the jugular vein, and it drove me crazy. I wanted all of him on me, in me, as one, like we were meant to be.
“More,” I pleaded as I writhed against him.
“I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I crave you,” he groaned, his fingers clenching my ass tighter as he drove inside me faster, harder.
Our eyes locked as my fingers clutched his face. “Then take me, take all of me, I am yours.”
He stilled. He knew what I was offering, something I’d offered twice and been brutally denied. His considerable length was still inside, pressing against my walls. He began to wade out of the water. “You are mine,” his voice was rough and demanding, but he laid me gently on the picnic rug. I yanked at him, trying to pull him closer as his cock slipped out. My body ached for him, throbbed with need. But he held fast, his elbows locked as he hovered above me, his eyes molten, filled with lust. “You are mine to look after, you are mine to protect, you are mine to make love to. But you are not mine to feed from.”
My fingers grazed down his taut sides, slipping to his hard, wet cock. He shuddered as I circled my thumb over the tip. “Bite, don’t bite, I don’t care, I just want younow.”
He dragged his mouth down my jaw, down my neck. His penis slipped from my touch as he lowered his mouth to my breast, sucking gently and running his tongue over my nipple.
A rush of lust whipped through body, dizzying me. “Fuck me,” I panted.
He twisted to his side, rolling onto his back and pulling me with him so I straddled him. He stared into my eyes as I lowered my hips down inch by inch. His cock filled so deep it touched my cervix, and I let out a cry that could be heard back at his house.
“Amelia, you sound like an angel. I don’t des—” His voice was lost on a groan as I moved up and down, burying him as deep as I could take him.
His fingers cupped my breasts, and my whole body filled with heat and stars. I was getting close, so close …
“That’s my girl, come for me,” he growled. “Come for me, angel.”
His voice, like flaming velvet, quivered through me and brought me undone. An orgasm ripped from my groin through my entire body. I cried out, and he swore as we exploded together. Like binary stars.
I collapsed against his chest, panting. His hands stroked slowly, soothingly over my hair and down my back, sending fresh shivers of sensation over me.
He pressed a tender kiss to my lips. “I want to do that again, immediately,” he breathed. “But we need to go. I’m going to need to carry you to get back in time for dinner.”
I scowled. “Why are you even having a dinner if you’re all vampires anyway? It’s not like you have to eat, or even really enjoy eating.”
He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. “It is not about the food, it’s about the bond and connection that is shared around the table. He is an important guest and it’s a way of honoring him. It is also a special tradition. By hosting and attending dinners, we can retain a cherished part of our human lives.”
Reluctantly, I rose from his arms. He climbed to his feet and began to get dressed.
“Wouldn’t do to keep your guests waiting,” I responded dryly, collecting the rug off the ground.
“Our guests.”
The rug flopped to the ground. “Surely, you don’t want me to attend?”
He collected the rug and folded it, placing it in the backpack. “As someone residing with me, Rodney will expect you to be there.”
I barely knew him, but the thought of being seated at the same table as Rodney made my skin crawl. “You’re torturing me,” I groaned.
He stepped closer and his hands grazed over my ass. “If you don’t hurry up and get dressed, I may just have to torture you.”
I placed my hands around his waist. “Promises, promises. I’m definitely not getting dressed now.”
“Get dressed,” he purred into my ear. “And I promise I will make it up to you tonight.”
He didn’t have to ask again.
Chapter 40
