Page 75 of Venice Vampyr: The Beginning

From the corner of her eye, she noticed his lips forming into a thin line. She could fairly see him fuming. “Signorina! Watch your words!”

Turning as if attempting to leave, she delivered the last blow. “And you, Signore, are a useless lover.”

Before she could take her second step toward the door, Lorenzo grabbed her from behind and lifted her. A moment later, she landed on the bed, face down, her breath rushing out of her lungs.

“A useless lover? I think not!”

His hands stripped the dress from her, and more ripping sounds indicated that he was stripping himself at the same time. Then he latched onto her hips and pulled them back, bringing her onto her knees, before his rock-hard cock plunged deep into her still wet channel.

The force with which he penetrated her would have knocked her off the bed on the other side, had he not held her hips in a vice grip.

“I’ll teach you to call me a liar!”

Fury still colored his words as he delivered his next thrust with the same intensity as the first. Bianca gasped, pulling in a breath of air, unable to do anything but receive his cock. None of her previous lovers had ever dared to take her this hard, this fast, this furiously.

“God, yes!” she whimpered, surprised at the intense pleasure as his body slammed against hers repeatedly, plunging deeper with every thrust.

Lorenzo grunted as if in response to her exclamation.

Bianca tried to lift her head from the sheets she was pressed into to get onto her hands, but he pressed a hand onto her upper back, holding her down.

“You had your chance to escape,” he hissed and sliced in and out of her.

“No escape,” was all she could press out, before needing another breath. “More.” Since when did she resort to begging?

His second hand went back to her hips as his erection suddenly pulled out of her.

“No!” she howled. Was he going to stop once more, leaving her unsatisfied? She reached behind her, trying to grab him and pull him back, but he snatched her hand.

“Don’t!” he warned. “One touch, and I’ll spill.”

She felt him pull away, but a moment later, his warm breath was on her sex. He spread her wider, exposing her to him in a way she should have felt embarrassed about. But there was no time for embarrassment, because the next thing she felt was his tongue licking down her cleft.

Her body trembled from the sensual assault, but there was no reprieve. His tongue forged forward, licking over her sensitive pearl. Flames danced on her skin, turning her body into a raging inferno. Perspiration pearled off her naked flesh. And all the while, Lorenzo licked the sensitive bundle of nerves that threatened to turn her into a whimpering woman out of control.

His teeth grazed her folds, sending a shiver through her entire body. “Yes!”

When he sucked her pearl between his lips, pulling it into his mouth, everything shattered. The trembling in her body intensified, indicating the approach of a release he’d previously denied her. She didn’t fight it, but greeted its arrival, letting herself fall into the depth of its intensity.

Waves of pleasure poured through her, obliterating everything else in her mind. Only when she felt a widening and stretching of her channel did she realize that Lorenzo’s cock was back inside her, riding her hard and fast. Her muscles gripped him, not wanting him to leave her again.

His deep groan and the tensing of his body signaled the loss of his control. A moment later, the warmth of his seed flooded her. And for once in her life, she didn’t force him out of her, didn’t care about the precautions she should have taken to prevent conception. For once in her life, she welcomed her lover’s seed with a greed she couldn’t explain with anything but madness. Because it was madness to allow this stranger to take her to such heights and make her submit to him like she’d never submitted to any man.

Chapter Eleven

As the last ripples of his orgasm ebbed, Lorenzo felt his fangs retreat by a fraction. They’d descended the moment Bianca had stepped into the chamber. He’d been forced to hide them from her by taking her from behind when more than anything he’d wanted to see her face when he made her come.

“Do you still cling to your previous opinion, Signorina?”

The woman had the audacity to chuckle at his question. Lorenzo dug his hands into her hair and lifted her head from the pillows without dislodging his cock from her soft cave. He wasn’t ready to leave that pleasurable channel for a while. Besides, he was still as rock-hard as earlier and needed to get off once more to regain control over his body.

“Do not toy with me, Signorina. As you can see, savage things happen when you provoke me.”

“Lorenzo, don’t you think it’s time you called me by my given name?” She paused and let out a delightful, soft sigh. “Considering you’re still inside me and clearly eager for a repeat.”

Lorenzo withdrew from her sheath until only his bulbous head was still inside her. Then, painstakingly slowly, he sliced back into her, his movement slow and measured this time. “Not such a useless lover after all, hmm?” Then he tried out her name. “Bianca.” And the way it rolled off his tongue and over his lips felt good.

She pulled forward, making his cock slide half-way out before she pushed back into his loins, taking him deep. “Very useful, particularly if he can do this again so soon.”