Languidly now, he pushed in and out of me, in and out.Gloriously slick from my arousal, he caressed me from the inside out.
“When?”
With both palms cupping his ass, I squeezed, enjoying the flex of his muscles beneath my fingers.“You said you meant what you said.”
“I did.I do.”He sounded far away now, as distracted as I’d been before.
“So what did you say?”
He pulled back to look into my eyes.His gaze skimmed across the collar at my neck and then quickly back to my eyes.He rolled those strong, gorgeous, sexy hips against me again.The man was all brawny muscle and slick moves, with the cock to match.
“You didn’t hear me?”
“No.I was otherwise occupied.”
He chuckled, and the deep rolling rumble made my inner walls contract around him.He groaned.
“So?”I pressed.
“I said…” He thrust into me as deeply as he yet had and held there, his balls squeezed against me.He hummed.“If you feed off me…” He pulled back, slammed into me again, held so incredibly deep inside me.“I don’t have to tell anyone.”Another thrust, another delicious hold.“If you don’t want me to.”
He thrust deep enough to cleave me in two, and again remained there.My eyes rolled upward for the umpteenth time.
I tried to focus on the conversation.“That’s awfully noble of you … for a murderous despot.”
“I’m not the despot.My father…”
“Is…?”I prompted.
He didn’t respond, not even with a nod, though I was certain that’s what he’d been about to say.Had he continued, he would have been committing treason against the empire.Against theprecious emperor, the asshole prick to end all asshole pricks.
To keep me from heading down a dangerous road, Alobaz picked up the pace.It took only a few pulses inside me for my thoughts to empty again, for the frenzied desire to build deep inside me, where he kept fomenting my arousal.
In, in, in, in, in—and I was squirming and moaning, gripping him everywhere I could reach, stretching my lips for his.
He slammed his mouth against mine so forcefully that our fangs touched.
The cut in his lip, already healing quickly thanks to his sänglure nature, reopened.
His blood swirled around my tongue.Onto his.
Once more, thought was gone.All that remained was driving need.
I swallowed—and with that gulp I tasted a tang more delicious than any other in my entire time since my rebirth.Like an animal, I sucked on his tongue, drinking every drop of his blood that seeped into his mouth.
After a hard thrust that seated him as deeply inside me as he would go, he waited there, and gave himself over to the kiss.As I sucked his tongue, his responding moan was savage.His kisses grew fevered, like there was no getting enough of each other.
He pulled his head back a few inches.Instantly, I turtled my own forward, stretching for him.He dragged his fangs against his lower lip, slicing it in two additional places, then crashed our mouths together.
His blood drifted across my tongue.It tasted like smoked wood, chicory, evergreens, and … like safety.Security.
With a gasp that was also part growl, I yanked my head back.Eyes closed, he followed, trying to press his bleeding kiss to my mouth.
As hard as I could, I pushed on his shoulders, shoving him away.
Eyes snapping open, he caught himself on his hands.“What is it?What’s wrong?”He scanned me, searching for a problem—to fix, it seemed.
As if he were my protector.As if he weren’t the most dastardly and heinous killer in the entire Opalese.As if he hadn’t ruined my life and ended my brother’s.
