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Bronywyn
Tarnley devours me, hands gripping my ass, dick pressing against where I absolutely ache for him. His hard body is paradise beneath my fingertips, and I take my time exploring, running my palms over his pecs, his abs, and back up and down his biceps as I shove the torn fabric from his body.
In a flash, my back slides up the wall, and I’m pressing both palms to the ceiling as Tarnley places my knees over his shoulders. He reaches up and tears my leggings down the center, shoving my underwear to the side.
I’m helpless.
Completely at his mercy.
He could let me fall.
It could hurt.
But somehow, I know it will be completely worth the pain.
Crimson gaze on mine, he leans forward slowly, hot breath fanning over my inner thighs. He advances further and slides a tongue over me, and I cry out, legs clenching around his shoulders as I can do nothing but just fucking hang on for dear life. He devours me—licking, sucking, tasting—until my body is one thousand percent his.
He owns me, this vampire. And I never want to be free again.
The orgasm builds in me, making my muscles quiver as they plea for release, and just when I think I can’t take anymore, he captures my clit in his mouth, and my body explodes. Stars dance in my vision as I press against the ceiling so my body is closer to him, and he continues, drinking in every last bit of my release before dropping and catching me.
We spin. The mattress is soft at my back, and he stares down at me, breathing ragged. Through our bond, I can feel his pleasure, his joy, and it only enhances my own.
“If we do this, there’s no going back, Bronywyn.”
“I don’t want to go back,” I whisper.
“This is what I’ve wanted ever since I first laid eyes on you.” He reaches down and tugs on the destroyed fabric of my leggings, throwing them to the side and climbing onto the bed. All predator, he takes his time, trailing his lips, his tongue, his teeth up my legs. When he reaches my shirt, he grins at me, canines sliding down.
I swallow hard as he bites into my fabric and tears it, the destruction so fucking carnal.
His greedy eyes drink in my bare breasts. “Fuck, woman. You are going to destroy me.”
“Funny. I was just thinking the same thing about you.” He leans forward and captures a nipple in his mouth, drawing it in and sucking until tendrils of desire shoot straight to my core. “Tarnley,” I whisper, already breathless as my body begins its climb to another orgasm.
How many times can one orgasm before imploding? Two? Three? I don’t know, but I sure as hell hope I get to find out.
He releases me. “You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted you. You are my paradise, Bronywyn Walsh, and I am so stupid in love with you.” On the last word, he leans down and presses his lips to mine, kissing me deeply.
I reach down between us and undo the button of his slacks. In the blink of an eye, he’s blurred away and removed them. As I take in his naked body, all the caramel skin stretched over hard muscle, the ink that climbs up his left thigh, over his hip, and up his entire side, my mouth goes completely dry.
Rolling over, I get to my knees on the edge of the bed and reach forward to trace my hands over his chest, my fingertips following the black lines of ink down over his hip. He closes his eyes, stilling beneath my touch.
Wanting to do to him just what he does to me, I shove him back and climb off the bed. Then, I turn and push him back so he’s sitting on the edge.
He watches me, his gaze never straying from my face as I drop to my knees in front of him. His breath hitches when I lean forward and press my lips to the tip of his dick. He moans, and I take him inside my mouth.
“Fuck. Bronywyn.”
I reach out and grip the base of him with my hand, working him in perfect tandem with my mouth. Tears prick the corners of my vision, but I push on. Never in my life have I felt even a fraction of what I feel for Tarnley.
And I’d say it’s well past time I showed him that.
His hands grip my hair, the near-pain another form of pleasure for me as I let him fuck my mouth the same way I need him to fuck my body.
Molten desire surges through my body when he moans. I pull off of him and stand, staring down at him as he watches me, waiting for my next move. “I want you inside me,” I whisper as I climb onto his lap, hovering just above his hard length.
