I came with a scream, my fingers tangling in Luka’s hair and gripping it tight.
“God, I missed this,” he mumbled against my skin as he continued to work me through my release. “I dreamed of this sweet cunt every night.”
“What else did you dream of?”
A smirk curled up his lips as he looked up at me from between my thighs.
“I missed your perfect body.” I sat up, shifting onto my knees. I grabbed the hem of my nightgown and pulled it over my head, baring myself fully to him.
“This body?”
He nodded, his eyes darkening as his gaze roamed over my exposed skin.
“What else did you miss?”
He reached his hand out, his thumb brushing over the sensitive peak of my nipple, causing a shiver to wrack my body.
“I missed the little shivers my touch evokes.”
I swallowed as his hands continued to play with my breast. “What else?”
He tweaked my nipple, eliciting a whimper from my lips. “I missed the sweet little sounds you make for me.”
Wetness pooled at my center, dripping down my legs.
“I missed that heated look in your eyes.” He pulled me against him, kissing my neck. “Fuck, I missed having you look at me.”
I reached between us, undoing his pants, freeing his cock.
“What about you, Sweetheart?” He slipped a finger through my wetness as I took him in my hand. “What did you miss about me?”
“Everything.” I brought my lips to his. “I missed everything about you.”
He laid me back gently on the bed, settling between my legs.
“That wasn’t a fair way to play that game.”
I met his gaze. “I’ve never played fair when it came to me and you.”
He notched the head of his cock at my entrance. “You’ve got that right, Sweetheart.”
In one thrust, he was seated fully inside me. It had been so long, the sheer size and feel of him knocked the air from my lungs.
He started moving, slowly, ever so slowly, it was torture. I squirmed underneath him, my hands moving to my breasts.
“Please, Luka. Fuck me.” I bucked my hips.
His eyes lit up. “Your wish is my command, my queen.” He leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine as he picked up his pace.
“More,” I pleaded as I clawed at his back. I wanted him to fuck me into oblivion. I wanted to think of nothing but his body and mine.
He groaned. “If I go any faster, I won’t be able to hold out much longer.”
“I don’t care.” I brought his forehead against mine. “I need you.”
I sealed my lips over his. He pulled away after a moment, his lips traveling across my jaw and down my throat.
The only warning was the slight scrape of his fangs before they pierced me. I screamed, my back arching off the bed as he drank from me. My body igniting with the fire of his bite.
