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But Jacqueline deserved more than a quick fuck.
So I kissed her slowly, deeply, each stroke of my tongue a promise.
I intended to fuck her slowly and deeply too.
As we kissed, I rocked my hips, dragging my cock through her wetness. Spreading her legs wider, she reached behind me and grabbed my ass, trying to take control, but I held still and her strength was no match for mine. Jacqueline rocked her hips, fingernails digging into my skin until I grunted from the pain and broke the kiss to look down at her.
“Vinny,” she whined.
Chuckling, I reached behind me to peel her hands away, then brought them up over her head. “Greedy little Fiorino.” With her wrists in one hand and my cock in the other, I pressed the crown against her entrance and tilted my head. “Is this what she wants?”
“Yes,” Jacqueline growled, then she wrapped her legs around my waist, guiding me inside of her in one quick, easy movement as if my cock and her cunt were always meant to be linked like this and we’d been helpless to resist.
I sucked in a breath as her heat surrounded me, shuddering as she arched her back, and used the motion to push against me, impaling herself slowly on my cock.
She grunted as I filled her and the sounds nearly undid me.
I closed my eyes and held still, needing a moment to contain the monster before we continued.
My hunger roared, desperate to take control, the pressure beating against my skin almost too consuming to bear.
“Vinny,” she whispered. “Your fangs.”
I nodded and opened my eyes, terrified of what I’d see when I looked down at her. But no sooner than I could curse my undead existence, she reached up and ran her fingertip over the tip of my left fang.
My cock jerked inside of her, reminding us both of the connection, and she smirked. Something about that look in her eyes, that lust mixed with fear and a hint of awe damn near short-circuited my brain.
Shaking my head, I said, “I’m sorry, I need a minute.” I closed my eyes. “Just hold still and I can get them to retract.”
“I’m not afraid,” she whispered.
I opened my eyes. “You should be.”
She cupped my face in her hands. “Don’t hurt me, Vincenzo.”
“Christ.” I lowered down and tucked my face into the crook of her neck. “Say that again… my name.”
“Vincenzo,” she purred.
My cock jerked again and I sank deeper, smiling against her throat when she moaned, the sound filled with relief. Her walls clenched around me, pulsing with need as they gripped my cock.
Squeezing my eyes shut and clenching my jaw against the desire to sink my teeth into her neck, I pulled out of her slowly, focusing on the feel of her heat surrounding my cock, then drove back in even slower.
“Yes,” she said when I pulled out and drove back in even deeper. She rocked with each stroke of me, lifted her hips to meet each thrust, and as the speed picked up and we found the perfect tempo, she murmured my name as she dug her nails into my shoulders, and the way her moans became grunts, my name became disjointed on her lips, each syllable broken by the thrusts of my cock, I had to bite into my bottom lip to keep from biting her.
Chapter Eight
Jack
Vinny pulled back to look down at me and I gasped at the sight of him. Blood dripped from his mouth, but I hadn’t felt the bite. Was that something they could do? Make you not even feel it? My hand flew to my neck, but there was no wound, and my fingertips came away dry.
“It’s mine,” he said, his voice thick with hunger.
Or lust.
They were so closely linked with vampires; I couldn’t tell one from the other. Maybe they were one in the same.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.
