Page 143 of Hunger & Harmony

“You want this?” he asks, voice deepened by desire.

“God, please,” I answer, not ashamed to beg.

I’m rewarded a moment later, his cock dragging down my pussy until he’s pressing into me.

Shuddering, my mouth falls open as he pushes deeper. He’s so close now, one hand to the right of my head and the other cradling my waist. When I flutter my eyes open to meet his searing gaze, he leans in to capture my lips with a kiss. He’s stretching me deliciously, and we share a moan when he’s completely buried.

“Fuck.” He hisses, whole body tense like he’s barely holding it together.

“Niko . . .” I whimper, tummy somersaulting with him so deep.

My back arches when he tests pulling back. He swears again before shallowly thrusting forward, making goosebumps sweep over my body.

His touch is intoxicating. I’ve never felt this good or this close to someone. Each gentle thrust sends pleasure down to my toes and back up to my half-lidded eyes. His pace builds, and with that, my chants of his name.

My hand snakes down between us, and I gasp when I rub my sensitive clit. I clamp around him, my pussy fluttering as my orgasm builds.

I feel it more now as a vampire. The scent of his cologne, the vivid contrast between shadow and his electric irises, and every touch between us. I’ve never felt anything so intensely.

“I love you,” I manage to say between moans. “I love you so much!”

His wrecked expression flickers for an endearing smile. He reaches for my face, caressing my cheek as he rolls his hips forward.

“And I love you. Endlessly.”

I melt under his affection. It’s all I can take—our love, our bond, our bodies moving together in perfect sync. I quickly come undone, ecstasy painting stars across my vision as white-hot pleasure tears through me.

“Inside,” I gasp out when his hips stutter.

With another groan, he buries himself all the way inside. Our bodies join in pleasure, wave after wave cascading over me as he finishes.

My hands rest limp on his back, clinging to him as we come down from our shared high.

“Cadence . . .” he murmurs, still joined to me as he rests his weight on me.

It feels good. His face in my neck, and our arms wrapped around each other. The heat of intimacy lulls into quiet peace. We stay like that, just enjoying the afterglow.

In the distance, Sunveil’s Friday night continues with cars speeding and honking. I forget what moon phase it is today. Maybe we can get our sunglasses and hoodies again to go see her. Though with him so close, it’s hard to think about leaving this bed.

“We have to shower again,” I say after a long stretch of just being.

“After.”

I tilt my head, glancing down at him.

“After? After what?” I ask.

His lips suddenly press to my neck, earning a squeal from me when he nibbles the marks he put there.

“Round two.”

I gasp, giggling uncontrollably when he kisses along my neck.

“Your queen demands you stop tickling her!” I exclaim after I accidentally snort.

He chuckles against my jaw before placing a delicate kiss.

“I will oblige, then. Whatever you wish for is yours, queen of my heart.”