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She pulled back and rose to her feet. “Will you feed from me, Willem? Can we do that now? I want you to feed from me so much. And if you only knew what you smell like right now, like the ocean and a fragrant cologne combined.”

He groaned as he stood up. “I can smell your blood and I want to find out if it tastes like your floral scent, like wisteria.”

“Is that what I smell like to you?”

He nodded, catching her hand once more and guiding her to the side of the bed. With his free hand, he flipped the covers back.

“How do you want me?” she asked.

His voice was gravelly. “On your back.”

He heard her quick intake of breath as she stretched out like a feast before him. With her hands on her lower abdomen, she slowly spread her legs, her hips arching.

The sweet scent of her aroused him all over again, teasing his senses.

He kissed up the insides of her thighs, plucking with his lips, tasting her with his tongue. As much as he wanted to feed, he lingered between her legs, searching through her folds, kissing and gently sucking her in turns.

Her hips rolled encouraging him to work her low.

“Willem.” Her hoarse voice filled the air.

As he licked her between her legs, he watched her push her hair away from her throat and angle her head.

“I need you here, at my throat, drinking from me. Please. I can’t explain it, but I need your fangs.”

His body trembled as his fangs descended. His gaze became fixed on her throat.

“I’ll give you what you need.”

* * * * * * * * *

Charlotte was desperate. She had no other word for the sensation. Her heart felt weighed down, needing a release of its own. Willem rose and flattened his tongue against her neck, stroking her skin in a long glide up her throat.

Her vein throbbed deeply, rising to meet Willem’s tongue, a strange sensation all in itself. His hips ground into her as his voice penetrated her mind. I need to be inside you. Are you ready, Charlotte? I don’t want to hurt you.

She understood his concern; he was a big man. And he sounded almost as desperate as she felt.

She guided his cock to her entrance. Yes, please, Willem. Do it now. I’m ready for you.

He began to push and she let out a lusty cry because he felt so good gliding along her streaming pathway.

She wanted to see his fangs. “Let me look at you.”

He lifted up on his elbows, his eyes narrowed as though experiencing exquisite pleasure. He groaned. “It’s never been like this. I swear it.”

The tips of his fangs showed causing her to clench deep inside.

“I know what you mean.”

He slowly rolled his hips, pushing his cock in, then pulling back, each stroke like heaven. He was breathing hard and once he was fully seated, his fangs emerged in full.

She cried out, then tilted her head again. “Do it.”

He shifted, lic

ked her throat one last time.

Ready, Charlotte?

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