Page 59 of Hunger


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So much love, I had. And he didn’t want it. In fact, if I gave into it, he’d sense it and pull back from me.

I swallowed and turned my face toward the wall with the hammered-metal shark.

Talon lifted his head. “Where did you go?”

“Nowhere.” I put a smile on my lips and turned back toward him. “See. Still here.”

“Eyes on me,” he ordered…and licked the tiny wound he’d made on my thigh.

A white heat shot to my sex. He’d released some of the aphrodisiac in his saliva into my bloodstream. Even a tiny amount was a rush.

My pussy clenched. My toes curled. My brain clouded.

Talon’s groan seemed to come from far away. “Gods. You taste so good.”

He ran his tongue up my thigh again, this time continuing until he reached my center. He opened me with his fingers and licked into me.

I moaned and gave in to the pleasure. It had been so long, and I craved not just the sex, but the closeness. If this was all he could give me, for tonight, I’d take it. For tonight, I’d let it be enough.

He sucked on my clit and I made a needy sound and tunneled my fingers into his thick hair. I felt feverish, my thighs trembling.

“More,” I rasped.

He hummed an assent and sucked hard on my clit. “Like that?” he muttered against my sensitized skin.

My hips jerked restlessly. I gripped him harder. If he stopped now, I was pretty sure I’d die.

“Yes. Just like that. But more. Please.”

He did it again, sucking, tonguing, even nibbling. And then, holy crap, his finger rubbed at my back entrance, adding an extra sensation.

My orgasm barreled down on me like a freight train. My body bowed against the mattress. Releasing his head, I moaned and fisted my fingers in the soft sheets.

Pleading words tumbled from my lips: “More,” and “Oh, God” and “Talon.”

Between my legs, Talon growled in satisfaction, the low sound adding pleasure to the nearly unbearable sensations. He slid two fingers into me, stroking my pulsating inner walls while he continued to suck and tongue me until I shattered, calling out brokenly as dark suns exploded behind my eyes.

I was still vibrating when he slid his fingers from me and licked them, telling me to roll over. “Get on your forearms.”

I obeyed, drugged by lust and pleasure, my bottom turned up, my breasts on the mattress.

He stroked a palm down the side of my abdomen. “You’re comfortable?”

“Yes,” I said, my voice muffled against the sheet. I turned my head. “It seems like a good position, actually.”

“Good.” He stroked my butt, then slapped it a few times. “Such a pretty, round ass.”

The tingle spread to my cunt, making my inner thighs tighten.

God, I’d missed this. Talon had ruined me for anyone else.

A human man could never measure up to a vampire, and not only because vampires could fuck all night. It wasn’t even because of their aphrodisiac, although that gave you incredible, mind-blowing orgasms. What gave vampires the edge was they sensed your emotions, detected every spurt of arousal. They knew what you needed almost before you did—and they knew how to withhold it until you were crazed with wanting.

And Talon was so very good at drawing out the pleasure.

He knelt behind me, his body curved over mine. Nudging my chin up, he put his mouth to my ear. “If you weren’t pregnant, I’d take my belt to you for what you did.”

I moaned. “Please,” I breathed, not really knowing what I was asking for but so turned on by the aphrodisiac and his dominance that I would’ve agreed to almost anything.

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