Itighten my hold on Colette and breathe in her lovely scent. Her bare, warm body feels so perfectly fitted along mine. I could stay here for an eon. All the eons. My heart beats in time with my very ready cock. I love her. I want her. I’m Hungry for her. I won’t Taste her again today. Too risky.
“You are precious to me, Colette. I don’t know why I’ve been blessed with your love, but I will wake every morning and attempt to deserve even a fraction of your attention.”
She sighs and rubs her hand over my thigh. Stones, it feels amazing. Her touch is a miracle. Her other hand drifts to my throat and she lightly scratches down the side of my neck. Goosebumpsrise in the wake of her touch and I’m muttering nonsense into her ear.
“So good… Perfect. I… Colette. I must go slow.”
“Don’t be too careful, vampire,” she whispers huskily. “I want a bit of your dangerous side.”
Desire floods me, and I flip her onto her back in one move. She gasps, but her eyes are alight with longing and joy. Her gaze takes me in, studying my chest, stomach, my shoulders, and face. I fall onto her, my mouth hungry on her sweet, sweet lips. Her tongue chases mine, and the heat of her under me has my cock throbbing. She could finish me with one touch. Going slow is going to be very difficult.
I lower my mouth to her breast and tease a nipple with my less sharp teeth. She hisses and arches into me, grabbing fistfuls of my hair. Drawing back, I gaze up at her, and she grins down at me, her eyes glazed with want. I lick my way around the soft mound of her breast, drawing her moans, then I swipe my thumb over her peaked nipple.
“Yes. More. Please.” She arches again and whispers my name.
I want to make her feel better than she ever has. “I want you to feel more pleasure than you ever thought possible, my light, my joy.”
Rising up, I brace mythigh against her cleft and she shifts forward with a sigh at the friction. Her hot core on my skin is mind-blowing. I graze her neck with my fangs, and she shivers and grinds against my thigh. My cock pulses with pleasure, every movement of her against me like a struck match. I don’t know if I can hold on much longer, but damn it, I will try. She grips my hair viciously and rides my thigh until she’s calling my name loud enough for the entire town to hear. I feel like I just won the highest of awards. I’ll never stop preening.
Her eyes flicker open and she swallows. “That was delightful.”
“Now it’s time for something proper.”
“I hope not.”
I laugh and set my weight along her beautiful body. “You’re wondrous. Did you know that?”
She presses her fingers over my lips and grins. “You’re not too bad yourself, Master Darkheart.”
I kiss her fingers and position my cock at her entrance, pressing lightly.
“Don’t worry about finishing inside me,” she says. “I drink the proper tea. We can do as we like.”
Rubbing my lips over her knuckles, I nod and grin. I lick the inside of her wrist, where her scent is strong. Her eyelids shutter and she bites her lip. My cock jumps. I freeze and look away, my body nearlyfinishing this before we’ve started. I get a grip on my control and ease my way into her soft heat.
“Don’t stop,” she says. “Please.”
Shuddering, desperate to make this last, I set my forehead against hers. “You’ll tell me if you don’t like it?”
“Of course.”
“All right.”
I set my teeth against her neck, not piercing the tender flesh, but just holding my mouth there where her pulse leaps. I take her in long, fierce strokes that feel like the end and the beginning of the world.
“Blessed Stones, Archer,” she pants out. “Yes, please yes…”
Another deep thrust. Another. The pleasure is so intense, I can hardly breathe. She is so tight around me. My mouth waters for her blood, but I refuse to Taste. She has given so much already.
“Colette, you…” I want to tell her how this feels, but I can’t make sense of words.
I drive forward, faster, deeper, and both of us are gasping, our bodies slick and sticky. My rhythm fails me and she claws her fingers into my back and moans loudly. Her body vibrates under me, around me, and I can feel herclimax like an earthquake. My peak washes over me and I am weightless and flying.
“Fuck. Colette. Fuck?—”
Her deliciously fleshy thighs spasm against my hips and she digs her fingers deeper, coming again. I roll so she’s on top of me and she rides me hard and it’s the best feeling in the world as I finish inside her, hot and spent and thoroughly bespelled.
We collapse beside one another, and I pull her close. She smells like sugar and sweat and I can’t get enough of it.
