He released her nipple and traced her skin with his tongue to her neck. “I’ll give you everything, everything you need.”
He kissed her, rougher than before. Moving his hand down, he cupped her breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers while grinding his hips against hers. Asherah moved with him, kissing him more passionately than before. He rolled, pulling her on top of him.
Pulling away from his mouth long enough to sit up, she looked at him, and he met her gaze. Her face was a study in desire. He could see the urgency, the need to feed in her exposed fangs, but he didn’t rush her as she ran seeking hands down his strong chest and abdominals. She pushed herself down his body, kissing him as he had done her. Ash paused to flick her tongue over his nipple. She smiled around it, giving it one final lick before proceeding downward.
I’m going to die.
She continued, unerringly, toward his cock, the thick, pulsing instrument that wanted to explode the closer she got.
Take me.
She kissed over his stomach and licked the muscles at his groin before taking him in her hand. The warmth of her palm was staggering. And as she angled him toward her mouth, her heated breath kissed the head.
He’d come all over her face before she took her first lick if she kept this up.
“Can I feed from here?”
Without giving him the chance to answer, she closed her mouth over him, and Heath clenched his teeth. She worked her tongue over the sensitive tip, flicking and tasting. She moaned around him, her lips stretched to accommodate his size. She could barely take in more than the head, but her hands nimbly pumped over what couldn’t be engulfed. Ash twisted her hands in opposite directions around him, massaging his shaft at the same time with the motions of her mouth. He growled, clenching his hands at his sides.
Where in the fuck had she learned that?
“Gods,” he whispered.
Asherah smirked around him and sucked on him a little harder, working her hands until he moaned and clenched his fists. She let him slide out of her mouth with a pop.
Fuck all of this. He needed to get inside, needed to mark her for eternity.
Heath grasped her roughly by her upper arms and pulled her over him. He met her as she moved, his hands guiding her hips. He met her downward shift with an upward thrust. He slid home and released her hip with one hand, palming her breast as she rode him.
“More, Ash, more,” he called, rolling his hips.
She leaned forward, pushing a breast into his mouth and then arching and flexing her lower back so she bounced on him. The rubbing penetration had him sucking on her with more force. But the harder he sucked, the harder she rode him, searching for that peak that was moments away.
She was going to drive him fucking crazy.
Heath let her set the pace, his hand only guiding her movement, his other hand pushing the nipple farther into his mouth. Because if he didn’t, he was going to fuck her like a wild beast.
Asherah screamed as her climax hit, her body freezing over him, but Heath was too far gone to let her stop. He flipped her, lifting her legs and hooking them in the curves of his arms. He pounded into her, sweat dotting his brow. She screamed again, another climax hitting her before she could catch her breath. He watched himself disappear inside her heat, and the sight was sexy enough to blow his top off.
“So beautiful, Ash. My Ash,” he whispered reverently, pushing deeper.
With her legs held captive, she couldn’t fight his invasion. His Fate had to take him as he ground into her, balls slamming against her.
“Gods!” she screamed.
He sank farther and hiked her legs higher, his face a twisted mask of pleasure as he rose above her.
“More,” he begged, gliding into her until she shook around him, an edge of pain making the pleasure all the stronger.
Heath leaned over, his teeth finding her vein with ease. Between one breath and the next, he struck. There was only a heartbeat before her fangs slid into him too.
They pulled as one.
Explosions.
Need.
Pleasure.
