“Fuck, grimmer, you’re everything I remember and more,” he groans breathlessly.
“I ammuchmore than you remember, Lukain.”
Leaning forward, my palms fall on his sturdy chest. I slam my ass down, sliding down his length and filling myself with his big cock. Right to the base I go, filled and stuffed by this dhampir, and he takes my forwardness with aplomb.
Lukain’s hands disappear under the curves of my round ass, and he bunches my soft flesh together in his hands. “So am I, Seph,” he promises with a gleam in his eye. He lifts my ass cheeks and bends his knees to give himself some leverage over my smothering ride.
Then the bastard steals my thunder as he startshammeringup into my pussy from below. His hard cock curves and slams just right, igniting sparks behind my lids as I moan incessantly and end up with my mouth falling open.
I feel the drool, the wetness building as it trickles from my lips. He’s just so good at this, it’s nothing like I remember from our first and only time together, years ago.
He knows I’m stronger now. I don’t need him like I used to—but I stillwanthim worse than ever. He has to engrave himselfon me, imprint the memory of him on me, if he wants to be taken seriously in this troop.
Butdamnedif he isn’t making a good case for himself. My body bounces and jiggles on his lap, elevated and slightly angled for him to ram into my pussy with incredible speed and endurance. His jumping balls slap and clap loudly against my ass, carrying through the room and through its walls.
I come undone in minutes, tightening my grip on his chest by closing my fingers around his scarred skin. The wave I’m riding is a high like I’ve never felt, and it shatters on a rocky bank of blood and desire. As my Loreblood powers him to extremes he’s never known, it fills my body with warmth and heat that has my mind rolling off a cliff.
I bounce, I ride, and I slam down on him. We alternate between the possessor and the possessed, like two demons fucking in an underworld surrounded by shocked devils.
I bend low and slam my lips over him, even as he rails into me. His arms wrap around my curvy middle and hug my tits flat against his chest. The friction of my peaked nipples rubbing against him ignites a new sensation inside me. I moan in his mouth as he fucks me.
Then the world goes upside down and I gasp as our lips part and he pulls back—
Flipping me on the bed in a fluid motion that has my head spinning. Suddenly I’m staring up at the ceiling of the elegant bedroom, legs lifted to his shoulders. His cock never leaves me as he completes the flip, shaking me incessantly as we switch positions.
Now he’s on top, taking a commanding hold over me, and I live for it. Staring into his dark purple-red eyes only has me whimpering more. “Give it to me hard, Master. Fuck me with everything you have, everything you’ve missed!”
Lukain goes to his feet, crouching like a True-cursed gorilla on the bed. He puts me in a breeding position, pushing my legs back until my knees are pressing against my tits. I gasp when I look down my twisted body and see his hard cock angled down, halfway out of my cunt.
He drills down hard, hilting himself to the balls, and my head rolls back on a shout. “Fuck! Ohfuck!”
If any of my other mates are outside this room—or anywhere on the damned second level of the manor—I worry for what they might be thinking, hearing the fleshy, erotic, needful sounds emanating from this room.
With Lukain having me folded in on myself, he begins the smoldering, pussy-stuffing process of mating me. His cock plunges into me, hitting depths I’ve never felt from the man—something usually reserved for Skartovius’ or Vallan’s oversized cocks.
He keeps my legs shoved against my breasts, hands circling my ankles. My ass flattens every time he hammers into me, crouch-fucking the thoughts out of my head. I can’t stop moaning, and before long, I can’t stop coming.
Each loud orgasm only encourages him to fuck me harder through the sheen of wetness coating his cock.
Finally, Lukain lets out a roar, his body flexing, his veins popping incredibly on his enviable frame. Every vascular pulse of his arms, chest, and neck show in that moment of ecstasy.
My shouts join him, a drawn-out moan fit for the heavens, as Lukain buries his cock as deep inside me as it’ll go and wiggles his tight balls against my pussy lips.
His cum fills me, flooding my system, and it ignites a chain reaction that has my large ass cheeks twitching against his balls-deep climax as I come my brains out.
The explosion sets off a wave of relief and release, the valve opening inside me, and I squirt into his crouched body as we cry out together in sheer bliss.
Lukain only climbs off me once he’s dumped a river of cum inside my aching cunt. Even then, once he withdraws, he is hard as ever, dripping a mix of our wet arousal from the tip of his gorgeous, velvety cock.
I gasp for breath, sweaty and sex-craved, mindless and used, blinking up at the ceiling with my knees still perched against my spooled tits. “Truehearts and martyrs fuck me,” I breathe. “I’m going to have to see the apothecary after that display, Master.”
“Apothecary?” Lukain chuckles. He swipes a hand over my thigh, drops down to the foot of the bed, and goes to his knees.
When his head disappears between my thighs, and I can feel and hear him slurping his cum out of my gaping hole, sending me to another plane of existence . . . all I can do is roll my head back and try not to pass out from the blissfulness of it all.
His head appears, rugged and handsome as ever, dripping arousal from his glistening lips. “You can see the apothecary once I’m finished with you, little grimmer. But I’ve waited years for this, and you just freely gave me your blood. This evening isfarfrom finished.”
I grin mischievously at him, readying myself as I stretch out and spread my legs.
