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He moved to her side, jerked her head back, met her eyes and let his fangs slide down. He bent to her throat, his tongue like fire as he licked a trail along her throat and sank his teeth into her neck. Searing pain burned at the contact.
It hurt. It tingled. And something else. Something incredible. Pleasure bubbled up like an erupting volcano. As soon as his teeth were buried in her neck, she came.
“Oh my God!”
Huge waves of orgasm had her convulsing in his arms. Good lord, she hadn’t expected such pleasure. What was he doing to her? He wasn’t touching her pussy, her clit, wasn’t fucking her but the climax was like being struck by lightning, sparking inside her and coursing through her veins as he sucked at her throat in rhythmic pulses. Harlee clutched his arm and his back, holding tight to him as she rode out the exquisite sensations. Warm, sticky wetness flowed down her neck and onto her breasts. She felt dizzy, hot, her blood boiling as strange sensations poured through her.
When Adrian released his hold on her throat, she felt empty inside, bereft. She whimpered, holding onto him as if she wanted to beg him not to let go. But instead of feeling weak, she felt a power surging through her, strengthening her. She looked to him and he nodded, his eyes glowing an eerie red.
“It’s inside you, Harlee. You can’t deny it.”
She didn’t know what to say to that. Had what inside her? Some kind of weird chemical response to him biting her? She’d been bitten by a vampire. Holy shit. Was that why she felt these weird sensations inside? This sense of power, of invincibility? “I don’t understand these feelings.”
“And I don’t feel like taking the time to explain them to you right now. I need to fuck you, to eat your pussy, to make you scream over and over until we’re both too damn tired to talk. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
He grabbed her wrist and dragged her over to the bed, literally throwing her on top of it then planting his hand firmly on her belly to hold her in place. Like she’d even think of going anywhere after what he said he wanted to do with her. Despite the orgasm from his bite, need spiraled through her as if she hadn’t come, as if she hadn’t come in a very long time and craved it desperately.
Adrian grasped her ankles and pulled her toward him. Her butt hovered at the edge of the bed and he dropped to his knees between her legs. He rested his fingers on her thighs and pushed them open wider.
“You smell like sweet honey right here,” he said, then pressed a kiss halfway between her knee and upper thigh, inching his way up.
Harlee watched, unable to keep from doing so, needing to see what she felt as he moved his mouth in a maddeningly slow pace over her flesh, stopping short of her inner thigh. His gaze met with hers just as his mouth covered the pulse point of her inner thigh.
Oh, God, he wouldn’t do that to her again, would he?
He would. His fangs slid down over his eyeteeth and he bit into her femoral artery. Blood poured from the side of his mouth and she jerked once, then twice as a flood of sensation rocketed through her.
This orgasm was more intense than the first—hotter, deeper, crashing through her like a flood that had burst a dam. She bucked against his mouth, begging him to stop, pleading with him not to stop as the waves of pleasure grew with every pulse of her blood into his mouth.
And again, she felt strange, like a powerful force had entered her very soul, strengthening her, making her feel superhuman, as if she could leap from the bed and fly around the room even as the rush of her climax began to ease. Sweat poured from her as Adrian removed his teeth from her thigh and licked the wound closed then looked up at her.
Not a trace of blood remained on her leg or on his face, though it seemed as if gallons had pumped from her. She waited for him to say something. Instead, he moved to her pussy and captured her clit between his lips, sucking the distended bud between his teeth, biting down with a light nibble that sent her into the throes of ecstasy once again.
Could a woman die from too much pleasure? If so, she welcomed death willingly. “Adrian, what are you doing to me?”
“Branding you,” he whispered, then licked where he had bitten, swirling his tongue around her pearl before descending lower to lap at the cream pouring from her. When he slid his tongue inside, she tilted her head back, closed her eyes and groaned. His tongue was long, hot and utterly magical, doing wicked things to her body, promising even more amazing things to come.
He lapped her from her pussy to her clit, stroking her to another blinding orgasm. She shrieked, lifting her hips to grind her pussy against his face. He held onto her bucking hips, forcing her to hold still while he laved her cunt with relentless strokes. God, she couldn’t take anymore!
“This is torture!” she cried.
“You like torture.”
His voice was tight, barely controlled restraint evident in the low, husky tones. He grabbed her wrist and hauled her into a sitting position, covering her mouth with his cum-soaked lips. She tasted the tangy flavor of her cream all over his face, heard him moan when she licked at her own juices. He tangled his fingers in her hair, wrapping them around his fist again, then pulled his mouth away and flipped her over onto her belly.
“You have one fine ass, Harlee,” he said. “I’m going to fuck it one day.”
She shuddered at the promise in his voice, trembled when his palm caressed her buttocks, cried out when his hand came down with a sharp swat to her cheek.
“Ow, dammit!”
“You like that.”
She did. Asshole. Despite the burning sting, her pussy quaked with the need to feel his cock buried deep inside her while he did that. Why did he bring out such violent need within her? This wasn’t like her at all.
When he did it again, she moaned and backed up against him, undulating her ass against his rock-hard cock. At least he groaned in response, giving her some satisfaction that he was just as affected as she was. He reached between her legs and caressed her slit, then replaced his fingers with his cock, wetting his cock head with her pussy juices. His fingers dug into her hips and he nestled against her, rubbing his shaft back and forth against her slit.
Harlee tensed, waiting for his cock to enter her, but he teased her, drawing it back and forth, then stopping.
