She’s my home.
She’s my reason to keep living.
Nariko rocks against me, rolling her hips. Her body drenched in what she loves most.
The wind whips around us, a chill sweeping over Nariko’s body, and I wrap my arms around her, wishing I could keep her warm. Thunder and lightning speak to one another, growling and cracking.
I dip down, pressing my forehead against her chest. Grabbing onto her ass, my fingers dig into the flesh, using the firm muscle to rock against me faster, to take me harder and deeper.
“Look.” I grab her chin and turn it to the right, wanting her to see what I see.
As the firebolts ignite the whirling clouds, a funnel forms. A small rope tornado sways with the wind, a fulmination of hot electricity igniting through the vortex. We are a safe distance away but close enough to feel the pull of the wind it feeds from.
With every deep thrust Nariko takes of me, the tornado comes closer. The pull of the wind is stronger, and I grip the roof with my hand and tighten my arm around her waist.
“I’m not going to let anything happen to you. Keep riding my cock, Sugar. Fuck me. Take what’s yours.”
The sweet succulent scent of her desire heightens as she stares at the small rope traveling to a closer pasture. From here, I can see the dirt whirling around the base.
I move with her, meeting her thrust for thrust, driving my cock into her, wishing I could get her pregnant all over again.
Tossing my head back, I let out a roar, flashing my fangs at how good she feels. “You’re going to make me come,” I warn. “You want every drop of me, don’t you? You’re craving me.” I bite onto her lower lip, blood trickling into my mouth.
The wind becomes more intense, trying to drag us from our place. To secure us, I flip her onto her back, wrap her legs around my waist, and clutch the edge of the roof with both hands.
“You better hold on tight,” I warn, wanting to lose control.
It’s the only warning I give when I use my abilities, fucking her at a vampiric rate. I’m a blur, driving into her hard and fast. Her nails draw blood on my arms, and her tongue is there to lick every drop.
She fucking loves this. I can feel it in my chest. The excitement, the pleasure, the need for more sinks into the bond.
My strength keeps us safe by anchoring us onto the roof.
The tornado moves fast, the rain whipping around us, the wind howling in our ears, the growls of the storm so loud, they drown out my mate’s shouts of ecstasy as she comes on my cock for the second time tonight.
Without warning, I bite into her throat, my fangs slicing through her skin to puncture her jugular.
“Hmm,” I moan, clutching her throat to keep her still as I feed.
I slow my pace, driving into her slow and deep to enjoy the spasms of her cunt around me. Another drag of her blood, and Nariko comes again.
She pulls my own orgasm from me. I’m unable to hold back anymore. I shout her name against her neck, still drinking her blood. I never want to stop. No one has ever tasted so fucking good.
The weak funnel skims by us and loses momentum, vanishing into thin air.
I plunge my cock deeper with every rope of come that leaves me. I drop one hand to her hip, groaning when I slide out, then in one last time.
Retracting my fangs, I lick her neck clean. I still have a tight grip on the roof, and it helps keep my body weight off her just enough as I collapse. My rebound rate is fucking great since I’m a vampire. I’m ready to go again.
I flip her over onto her stomach and have her grip the roof. “I’m nowhere near done with you,” I snarl, dragging my claws across her ass.
The night is young. The storm is just beginning.
And I’m going to fuck her until the rain is nothing but a forgotten droplet upon our skin.
It’s been twenty-four hours since Oklahoma fucked me on the roof, and I can’t stop thinking about it.
“Oh, you’ve got it bad,” Jess teases, nudging me in the shoulder to snap me out of my trance.
