Page 79 of Patrick’s Seduction

“I guess I don’t have a point,” she conceded, reaching for him.

She put her hand on his nape to pull him closer so their noses almost touched.

“That’s much better,” he murmured, and his breath ghosted over her skin.

“Well, then how about you drop your pants?”

Without waiting for his reply, she gripped his waistband and opened the button. He didn’t stop her when she lowered the zipper and shoved them to mid-thigh. Instead, he dipped his head to the spot where her neck met her shoulder and kissed her there.

“One day soon,” he whispered seductively, “I’ll drink from you right here while I make love to you.”

His promise sent a spear of heat through her insides. It was as if he could make her surrender to him with just a few words. But she wouldn’t surrender right now. No, she wanted him to surrender to her.

She hooked her thumbs into his boxer briefs and lowered them, freeing his cock. The thick, hard rod thrust into her waiting hands, and with it a moan and a curse dislodged from Patrick’s throat.

“Fuck!”

She smiled to herself and gripped him harder, then slowly lowered herself to her knees, bringing his beautiful shaft in line with her face. With one hand holding onto its base and the other gripping his hip, she licked over the bulbous head and felt him shudder beneath her touch.

She felt his hands on her shoulders then, steadying himself. Casting her gaze up at him, she noticed him looking down at her, his eyes shimmering golden.

“I love the way your eyes are glowing like gold.”

“They’re glowing like that because of you.”

Holding his gaze, she licked over his erection once more, before she wrapped her lips around the tip. When she took his cock into her mouth as deep as she could, she closed her eyes, reveling in his masculine taste and the velvety-smooth texture of his skin. Her lips remained tightly wrapped around his erection while she drew back a little, letting him slip out but for the last inch, before sliding down on him again, taking him deep.

Patrick let out a moan. She felt him withdraw on his own now, and a moment later, he drove deep into her mouth again, his tempo still slow and measured, but judging by the strength with which he was holding on to her shoulders, she knew he was holding on to his self-control by a mere thread.

To show him that she was ready for more, she increased her tempo. Patrick moved with her, thrusting and withdrawing, while she added friction by moving her hand around the base of his cock up and down with her sucking motions.

“Fuck, babe!” he cursed, his thrusts becoming more urgent.

She felt her own arousal grow with every second she was sucking him. She loved to see that he was close to losing control. She felt power in her because she could pleasure this man, this powerful vampire until he was only driven by his basic instincts. And she realized that she loved it, loved the power he gave her by surrendering to her touch. It was as if he was already hers. And maybe he was. Maybe no bite was necessary to form their bond, to know that they were one.

When Patrick suddenly withdrew completely from her mouth and pulled her up to stand, she was surprised.

“I wasn’t done.”

With a speed she’d never seen before, Patrick opened her khaki pants and lowered them to her knees, pulling her panties down in the same move.

“Turn around and brace yourself on the desk,” he ordered in a gruff voice she’d never heard him use.

When she stared at his face, she noticed his fangs descending. The sight sent another spear of lust through her body, and she did what he’d asked, bracing herself against the desk and offering him her backside.

He gripped her tightly with his hands, and she could feel that his fingernails had become sharp little barbs. But that knowledge did nothing to dispel her desire for him. On the contrary, she wanted him even more now.

In the next instant, she felt Patrick’s cock plunging into her pussy, forcing all air out of her lungs. Before she could take another breath, he began thrusting and withdrawing rapidly. He was in charge now, and she realized that she needed this, needed Patrick to hold the reins. She could let go now, let go of all her worries, all her fears, all her thoughts about the future, and live in this one moment. The moment in which only she and Patrick counted. The outside world didn’t matter.

Her body was finally free of everything that was holding her back, and she could enjoy this moment. She felt the approach of her orgasm, felt the tensing of her muscles. Patrick increased his tempo even more, clearly recognizing how close she was. Another thrust, another withdrawal, and her pussy spasmed, clenching and releasing his erection in quick succession.

A relieved sigh came from Patrick, and now she could feel him shudder, while his semen filled her, making his thrusts even smoother than before.

When he finally stilled, they were both breathing hard. Still inside her, he leaned over her back, bringing his mouth to the crook of her neck.

“I love you, Fallon, with every fiber of my being.”

He sank his lips to her neck and kissed her there, his fangs scraping gently against her skin. She shivered with pleasure at the contact.