To watch her face as I thrust inside her, taking her to completion over and over again.
The animalistic drive threatened to overwhelm my every move, encouraging me to sink balls-deep into her welcoming heat and take us both over the edge into madness.
But I licked her instead, drawing that delectable flavor into my mouth and finishing the act by sucking her clit.
She bowed up off the bed, her restraint nonexistent. If she’d been thinking about potential cameras before, she certainly wasn’t now. And I kept her in that state as I massaged her intimately with my tongue, my mouth worshipping her in the most traditional sense.
One of my hands ran up her silk leg to the garter around her thigh, then pulled off her final stocking, while my opposite palm traced her other limb from ankle to knee.
She was exquisite.
A masterpiece I wanted to memorize with my hands and mouth and ingrain forever in my memory.
So I did just that, going to my knees again and lowering her leg to the bed as I knelt between her thighs. Then I began a journey of kissing, nibbling, and stroking every part of her naked form.
Her breasts were my starting point, my marks still embedded in her flesh and encouraging me to drink once more.
Her nipples were rosy peaks of sin, dampened by my tongue.
Her neck strained as I kissed a path upward to her jaw, then her wild eyes met mine, the female so consumed by the endorphins I’d unleashed inside her that she no longer understood pleasure. She was lost to a state of rapture encouraged by my bite and drawn out by my tongue and my hands.
I kissed her.
Fucked her with my mouth.
Then guided her hands to my boxers with a whispered “Remove them” against her damp lips.
She shuddered and complied, leaving us both naked as I toed off my socks.
This was the way we were meant to be, entangled limbs and aroused parts.
She tried to wrap her legs around my waist, but I twisted out of her hold.
I wasn’t done exploring her.
And I told her that as I pressed her down with my palm against her sternum. “Stay.”
She released a soft growl that had my lips curling.
“You’re not in charge here, Calina.” Oh, her body might captivate me in every way, and her mind might qualify as my equal, but I would win every time in the bedroom—a fact I proved as I made my way down her body once more to claim her pussy with my mouth.
She screamed, her climax an unexpected event that left her shaking beneath my touch.
All it took was the brush of my fang against her sweet little button.
Then I bit her to force her into another round of oblivion, one that had her shaking violently as she forgot how to breathe.
“Inhale,” I said against her soaked folds. “I don’t want you passing out on me yet.”
Because we were nowhere near done.
This was her warm-up.
The last chance for her to jump off this ride and run.
Of course, I would just chase her, catch her, and fuck her anyway. Because she’d unleashed my savage nature, the beast that intended to put her immortality to the test.
She might break.
