With the hard thrust of his fingers sliding inside my wet core, I tumbled over the edge of climax, my shout imprisoned under the cover with us. My body shuddered against his warmth and strength. I gripped his hair in my clenching fists as my channel throbbed against his fingers.
I swallowed on a dry throat and jerked inside his hold, the vampire gone from my neck with the flick of his tongue over his bite, and his fingers gone from inside me, replaced by the shove of his massive cock.
His face hovered over mine with his fangs still lowered. Bel lifted on his arms, the blanket rising with him in the darkness, and he thrust again. He didn’t relent as his hips pistoned until he was fully seated inside of me. With blood red eyes, he stared down at me with fangs flashing and hard muscles tightening, not stopping to allow me to adjust to his size, thrusting his hips faster and harder. My vampire Overlord wanted tofuckme.
I dug my fingernails into his back, just as fiercely as he was screwing me, and dragged them down his back.
Bel hissed in pleasure, his lips pulling back from his teeth. He snarled, “Harder, Gwen.”
I shoved my hips up against his with each of his brutal pounds, his cock filling me so full, and curled my fingers further into the skin of his back and slowly scratched down his flesh again.
He shuddered over me, his eyes closing in rapture.
Sweat coated our skin. Our flesh smacked together.
And as he opened his eyes and gazed down at me with raw, carnal pleasure etching his features, I had never felt this close to anyone in my entire life.
I lifted my hands up, grabbed his whiskered chin, and yanked his face down to mine, ordering on a growl, “Kiss me like you’re fucking me.”
Bel’s mouth slammed against mine, his tongue thrusting past my lips. I tasted my blood inside his mouth, copper and potent and delicious, as his tongue battled with mine. He pressed harder until my head was shoved back against the pillow with no more give to the material. He claimed and owned my mouth.
I groaned and ran my hands up his cheeks and into his thick hair, and held the fuck on.
Our growls and hard touches consumed us; pain turned into pleasure. I yanked his head back so fiercely he groaned in ecstasy, and then I attacked his neck, biting violently enough it was just shy of piercing his flesh. Bel lifted his right hand from the mattress and twisted my left nipple so brutally, I screamed against his neck as I shuddered with desire. Everything was so muchmorewith this man.
The headboard smashed against the wall every time his hips met mine with crazed savagery. Uninhibited, we fucked how we wanted. All fears and reserve gone. We did as we wished.
I wrapped my right leg around his waist and shoved up against him, pressing my clit to his groin. Faster and faster, I thrust up against him. I wanted what I wanted.
Iscreamedas my climax detonated inside me.
Bel hissed above me and his fangs sliced into my neck again, sucking my blood down as he shoved into my core, finding his own fierce release.
Our bodies pressed together as our muscles trembled.
I shuddered so brutally, the bed shook with me.
Bel snaked his arms under me, holding me tight against his body as we floated in our fiery climaxes.
I blinked hard up at the cover pressed against my face, my eyelashes rubbing against the soft material, and tried to breathe as my chest heaved. I unclenched my fingers in his hair and let my arms drop to my sides, thumping loud on the mattress.
Bel wasn’t any better, yanking his fangs from my neck and licking over the wound, then dropping his head next to mine on the pillow. His breaths labored in his lungs, both of us currently spent.
He panted his words. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” I swallowed hard. “You?”
“Yes.” Even though neither one of us could breathe well, he scooted his head closer and turned his face toward mine. With his nose smashed against my cheek, he muttered, “Blanket. Move the fucking blanket.”
I barely had the energy to blink, but I managed to grapple with the edge of the cover at our heads and yank it down hard.
Fresh, cool air rushed over our faces.
We both inhaled heavily, our hair sticking to our sweaty faces. My lover groaned and hugged me tighter, not moving from lying on top of me. I merely closed my eyes and passed the hell out in sated pleasure underneath him.
KNOCK, KNOCK.
I froze in place with my sweater halfway off and hanging over my head. “Shit.”
