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He rose above her, holding her gaze as her body trembled from the aftershocks of such overwhelming bliss. Her eyes flared wide as he captured her hands and placed them above her head, effectively restraining her.
“I want to touch you, to feel you,” she moaned.
“No.”
Her body tautened as desire like darkness licked at her veins. “Ajali…”
“No, you are untried, and I have no wish to hurt you more than necessary. My control will shatter if I feel your touch.”
Dark pleasure suffused Tehdra at his claim. The same yearning that held her also enslaved him. She gasped and arched her hips as the blunt head of his erection nudged her entrance.
Ajali flexed his hips and slowly started to slide his cock inside the tightest sheath he had ever felt. Her passage, slick and wet from the pleasure he had just given her, resisted his invasion.
She hissed, and he heard the soft distress…and the need for more.
His head dipped and his mouth captured her nipples, sucking, stoking the fire of need in her. Wetness gushed from her easing his entry a little more. He rolled his hips and pushed, at the same time biting down hard on her nipples before tenderly laving the sting. Miniature tremors caressed his cock, and he groaned at the slick, fiery delight enveloping his length.
Heat in his veins, fire in his blood.
She whimpered, tugging at her imprisoned hands.
His lips captured hers, swallowing her moans as he teased her, his tongue dancing with hers. He sipped, kissed deeply, then shallowly, tormenting and pleasuring her. He whispered explicit encouragement, and she shivered, her pussy rippling over his thickness. Ajali struggled for control and prayed he could hold out against the exquisite pleasure. “You were made for my cock,” he groaned into her lips and with a sharp twist to his hip, seated himself to the
hilt, pushing through the tightest clasp of her muscles.
Shock buffered Tehdra’s senses. Sensual pain licked at her, mingling sharply with the acute pleasure he inflicted. Her body responded with shivering waves of rapture and pleasure, so vicious and intense she bit his shoulder hard, and blood—spicy, hot blood—wetted her tongue.
Dark and exquisite. His blood was unlike anything she had ever consumed. It wrapped around her, and seduced her into sweet madness.
Even without the raging essence of her beast permeating her, something savage unfurled inside of her at his taste. More, it hissed as voracious hunger battered at her as her demon awakened.
His hips recoiled and plunged repeatedly, stroking her with a sensual pain that had her yearning for more. Tehdra shuddered as bliss whipped through her nerve endings. Ecstasy unlike anything she could have imagined bowed her spine, forcing him to release her hands to grip her with a strength that she reveled in as his hips snapped harder, eliciting cries from her lips.
Sweat trickled down her body as the heat in the room rose. She gasped, her voice raw and fractured with pleasure as she realized that embers surrounded Ajali, slicking his skin with sweat as he shoved into her with hard strokes.
So deep…and wonderful.
The bite of pain was intoxicating, addicting. Rage and desire mixed together to create violent lust. The sensations rocking through her body were intense, soul destroying, then the excruciating pleasure peaked and broke cascading delight through her body. She clasped her hands behind his neck and fused her lips to his as she orgasmed shuddering and shaking. It picked her up and flung her into the deep abyss of rapture as pure, unadulterated delight consumed her. Ajali gripped her neck and slanted his mouth over hers with hunger. She groaned as his recoiling hips caused arousal to flare once more, creating the most delicious unrelenting burn inside of her.
Blood.
The slow sibilant hiss of her beast shook her, its need intensifying her pleasure. It craved the sensual ruthlessness Ajali possessed. She bit into his lips, whimpering at the decadent flavor of his blood.
Evil lifted its head, and darkness surged through her. Mine.
The roar slammed into her mind, and her chakra collapsed—Lust, possessiveness, bloodthirstiness, and cruelty.
“More,” she purred, gripping him tighter.
Ajali’s hips snapped with greater power, sinking her deep into the bed. Erotic pain lashed her senses, and another tidal wave of bliss rush over her and drowned them both as they succumbed to the fiery pleasure chaining them together.
***
Fuck! Tremors racked Ajali’s frame. He felt like he had emptied his soul inside of Tehdra, not just his release. This was not good. He unraveled himself from arms that clung to his shoulders and met her gaze. What he saw wrenched something inside of him. Trust. Obsidian eyes glowed, holding dark secrets in their depths, but he saw trust. An enemy would not trust him.
“Are you not the enemy, Tehdra?”
She stilled. “I am not your enemy, Ajali.” She made to shift away, and he lowered his body once more onto her, his strength rendering her motionless.
