“So quiet for someone who was screaming my name just moments ago.”
Godsdamn him! This good-looking Vampire is so full of himself.
Even though I’ve already had a mind-blowing orgasm, I’m ready for another. And another. The thought of him inside of me sparks my body with adrenaline, and I want more.
Gods, I just want him.
“Please?”
His eyebrow lifts. “Please, what?”
“Fuck me.”
He tsks. “Tell me what you want, my little slayer, or I’ll tear these sheets apart and bind you with them, force you onto your knees, and stroke my cock until I paint my cum all over your delectable body. Then I’ll leave you trembling, desperate to come again, until you physically have to beg to be fucked.”
There’s no stimulation anywhere on my body, yet I moan. It’s the sensation of denial without actually being denied. He’s willing. All I have to do is speak.
“Put your—”
“Your mouth, Amarah.”
I lift my gaze to his. The smirk on his lips—still slick with my cum—makes me ache for them against mine.
“Please, Kayn. I want your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me and make me come again.” His chest twitches, the thick muscles in his shoulders and arms tightening.
“And again.”
Vendra, I thought it was impossible for our kind to fall under a spell, but this man has wrapped me in one so tight I may never come undone.
“And again.”
His hips draw back, and the piercing at the tip of his cock drags across my clit.
“You beg so good, little slayer. One more time for me.”
Pressure builds at my entrance, and I clutch the blanket with both fists.
“I want to feel you inside me,” I breathe. “I beg you. Please, Kayn.”
“That’s my good girl.”
The stretch of him entering me is an exquisite pain I could welcome until the day I die. I feel every inch of him slide in until he hits my back wall. The mewl that escapes me blends with a sharp gasp.
He hooks his hands under my knees and lifts my hips off the mattress.
“Fuck, you feel incredible, Amarah.” The way he moans my name has me trembling. “I know you can take more of me.”
Godsdamn it—he isn’t all the way inside me?
His next thrust has my stomach twisting into knots, and I swear my lower organs are crowding up into my lungs. My chest is as tight as my abdomen.
“That’s it.” The grin he gives me is devastatingly dangerous. “You take me so good.”
His praise makes my pussy clench around him. “I’m going to fuck you now, little slayer. Say the word indigo if you need me to stop. Now, for practice…”
He pulls his hips back until I can feel the distinct ridge of his head as he nearly slips out of me.
“Say the word.”