She struggles against me, but I push harder so the side of her face is pressed into the tree, her back curved, and her sweet ass is out. At least she feels some remorse for what almost happened. That’s a good sign that she hasn’t become completely lost.
“I’m a monster,” she whispers. “Even now, I still want to eat her.”
“It’ll pass.”
She growls low.
The need for her is feverish, burning in my veins. I should be disgusted. Annoyed. I’m definitely the latter, but not close to being the former. Because she’s only exploring what I made her. Trying to tame the beast, but her instincts are still making all her decisions. It happened to all of us, but it’ll pass.
I just need her to understand…
Maybe I can redirect that bloodlust into something else.
I look down at her. Bent over like this, she’s in the prime position for me to take her. She’s trapped and completely at my mercy.
As if she can sense the shift inside me, her limbs twitch under my hold and her thighs clench together.
She’s thinking the same thing I am.
“Undo your pants and pull them down,” I say.
“Screw you.”
“That’s the idea.” I grin. “Your pants, Monty. Now.”
She wants to fight the order, but her hands shake as they move toward the button of her pants. “You’re compelling me again, aren’t you?”
“No, Monty. This is all you.”
She pushes the leather down as far as she can with me still holding her neck. They make it to her knees, and it’s enough to show her glistening cunt in the moonlight.
Fuck me.It’s a sight. Absolute perfection.
My cock twitches in my pants.
Slowly, I lower the zipper and pull my cock out, tugging at it. It’s been too long since I’ve had her. And now, as a vampire, I don’t have to be gentle. I can destroy her like I crave.
Elliot licks her lips, and the gesture nearly has me coming already. She wants me just as much as she wants blood. Just as much as I want her.
“Lucian…please,” she breathes.
Her desire streaks through me, and I line myself up to her pussy and push in, sinking in right up to the balls.
There’s a sharp gasp, but then she shudders, her body stretching to accommodate me, and I start to fuck her, still gripping her neck with one hand and her hip with the other. I slam her against me, to meet me stroke for stroke.
It’s a wild ride. She’s so small compared to me that I can manipulate her body with more pressure from my hands, so I tilt her pelvis more, making her bend her back, and the position has me going deeper.
Elliot cries out.
It only makes me fuck her harder.
And then she says one thing:
“More!”
Chapter
Five
