Page 145 of Plug and Claim

“Indeed. Did you know that breaking a mirror will bring you seven years of bad fucks?”

Kira snorted. “I hope not.” Her eyes narrowed at him, her delicious lips curving in a smile as her pussy clenched around him. “But maybe you can save me from that fate?”

His entire body tensed as her muscles tightened around his cock. “I’ll see what I can do,” he said hoarsely.

Suddenly, she raised her body so his cock slipped out, lowering her body so she was lying on top of him. The skin-to-skin contact was incredible. Her body was hot and smooth, her breasts soft and perfect, her stomach plump against his abs where his cock was wetting her skin. He wanted her so badly, and it was heaven and hell at the same time as she wriggled up so they were face to face, his hard cock lying happily between her thighs. She moved her hair aside so her neck was bare and within biting distance of his mouth.

Fuck.

“Bite me,” she instructed.

He blinked at her through his haze of pleasure. “Kira…”

“Please, just take what you need. I want you to.”

Double fuck.

Her amber eyes were soft, and the way she was begging him to feed from her nearly made him lose his load then and there.

He was starving for blood, and he was starving for her. It was the ultimate test of his integrity on whether he could resist biting her. It wasn’t a matter of whether he loved her or not, because he did, heart wrenchingly so. But he could not give her the love she deserved, and so he held back…even if he was holding back by a mere thread.

His fangs were sharp and aching, her body soft and willing as she pressed against him, and he wanted to take her in every way. To have and to hold. To tease, bite, fuck, and claim her. To steal her breaths and feel her heartbeat as her warm blood coated his tongue and he thrust into her again and again until she cried his name.

“Nathaniel,” she pleaded, her graceful neck exposed.

“Sit on me,” he rasped. “Let me feel your ass.”

Kira blinked at him. “Then, will you feed on me?”

His lips twitched. “Then, my dear, you will receive further instructions.”

He watched, enthralled, as she did as he said, sitting back and guiding his cock to her entrance.

He let out a throaty breath as she lowered herself onto it, looking every bit the stunning conqueress that he’d known her to be when he’d met her. Her face scrunched up as she slid down, inch by glorious inch, champion of his cock and victor of his heart as her ass spread to take his thick, raging girth.

They moaned in unison as he bottomed out inside her. With her ass full of his cock, she leant back, her breasts rising up as her hair tumbled back down, her face lifted to the ceiling as she adjusted to his size.

He ran his hands along her body, worshiping her with kisses as he traced her slender curves and took handfuls of her breasts, squeezing them. “Such a good girl. Now, show me what you can do.”

He loved the whimpers she made as she lifted her hips up, sliding up the length of his cock until it was just the head inside her, pushing on her sphincter, threatening to drag it apart. Then she eased back down onto his cock, blinking and moaning before repeating the motion.

“That’s it,” he said, enjoying the tight feel of her. “Show me what a good slut you are.”

Her movements were slow, her obvious discomfort riddled with pleasure as she took what she wanted from him. He could tell she was close, and it caused his balls to tighten as he prepared to shoot her full of cum.

“I have this fantasy,” Kira began as she rode him, her long hair brushing his chest, “that you suck my blood during sex.”

Fuck.

He had fantasies like that too, and they involved filling every hole in her body while he feasted on her.

Kira stopped moving. She tilted her head ever so slightly to expose her throat. Was she doing that on purpose?

Nathaniel groaned, dragging a fang along her skin, sharp enough to scratch, gentle enough not to break the skin. That tiny action made his balls squeeze and his cock tense, and he was ready to sink his fangs into her and fuck the life out of her.

With a harsh, animalistic growl, he grabbed her shoulders and rolled her so she was on her back. Her naked body was so fucking beautiful against the black satin sheets. He wanted her here with him, now and forever.

Kira arched her neck again. She was definitely doing it on purpose.