I want everyone to know she’s mine.
She arches her back further, grinding her ass tighter against my waiting cock, and I grab her hips, pinning her so tight, she can’t move another inch.
“You’re driving me so damn crazy,” I growl in her ear, kissing her neck, loving the way her breath hitches and she moans softly.
With one hand, I untie the string holding her top up around her neck, loving the way her breasts spring free of the little metallic triangles as the bikini falls around her waist.
More. I need more. Blood, body, soul—all of her.
“Mine,” I growl into her mouth, kissing her hard before trailing kisses down her jaw and stopping at her neck. “You’re mine. You’re mine, human, and don’t you ever forget it.”
She moans softly, then louder, panting with need as I graze the points of my fangs along the side of her neck again, sucking her skin hard enough it’s sure to leave a mark long after my bites have healed.
“Please,” she whimpers. “Take me, Z. Don’t make me keep waiting. Please, I—”
That’s all the invitation I need.
Before she can finish that sentence, I thrust in, sliding the head of my hard shaft slowly between her legs as she lets out a hungry, satisfied, delicious moan, leaning back further against me to force herself deeper.
I bite down at the same time, letting the thick, sweet, satisfying taste of her blood fill my mouth.
I’ve never wanted anything like I’ve wanted her. Anyone.
I pin her against the railing, her naked breasts fully exposed, hard nipples pressed against the glass as I drive all the way into her tight warmth.
With long, slow strokes, I draw back out, then in again, sucking her neck hard, biting again, drinking her in. With one hand, I pinch her nipples, with the other I press circles against her clit, every whimper and moan and movement she makes only pushing me closer to the edge.
And out of the blinding ecstasy between us, all I can think is how much I never want this to end.
This moment.
This life.
This—
Fucking hell, she’s so damn perfect.
How could a human be so damn perfect?
I barely know her. I’ve barely known her three days, and I feel like I’m falling in—no. No, it’s just that her blood is so damn good.
The bond between us, the magic—
I growl, gritting my teeth as I pull away from her neck, driving back into her a final time, biting down. I’m so close. So close, all I can think is her, all I can taste, can feel, can hear is the sounds of her moans.
And she starts to moan my name again.
I grab her jaw and turn her head, forcing her mouth back against mine, kissing her hard as the wind whips through her hair. Pulling out, pressing her backward against the rail, pushing all the way back into her. And I kiss her neck, sucking, loving the way she moans again as the wind roars around us.
“Zir—Z. I can’t,” she moans, voice ragged. “I can’t, I’m going to—”
“Come for me,” I growl into her mouth, kissing her again, and her mouth goes slack. She’s panting hard, pressing herself all the way down against me, until I can’t take it anymore, either.
“Fuck,” I growl, thrusting in as deep as I can, until the world explodes around us and there’s nothing but the heat of her body against mine.
“Z?” my human whispers at last, collapsing on top of me as I sink down onto the deck. In a ragged voice, she asks, “You okay?”
“Nope.” I laugh, brushing the sweat-slicked hair out of her eyes. “‘Course I’m not ‘okay’, human. What the hell kind of question is that?”
