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Bloody hell, she feels so good, so right, so made for me that by the time my cock is seated deep in her pulsing heat, I’m already on the verge of losing control.
But I will not lose control.
I’m not a teenager swept away by his first roll in the hay. I’m a two-hundred-year-old man who intends to bring everything I know about pleasing a woman to bear on this couch tonight.
I’m going to make Blaire come so hard, so often, that she won’t hesitate to say “yes.”
Yes to moving in together.
Yes to getting naked at every possible opportunity.
Yes to marrying me and making me the proudest, happiest, most grateful man in Nightfall.
“Yes,” she says, kissing me hard as I pull back and thrust deep into the paradise that is her pussy gripping me tight. “I will marry you. In May. On the beach right after sunset.”
I wonder if I’ve completely lost control of my telepathic powers, but before I can ask, Blaire says, “You need to firm up your mental shields. I’m better at reading thoughts than I used to be, especially people I love.” She smiles against my lips. “And people who love me. You loooove me, Blackmore. I can feel it all over, from head to toe and everywhere in between.”
I fist my hand in her hair and pull her head back as I glide back into her again, loving the way she shudders in response. “More than anything. I’d also love to taste you again.” I groan as she bucks into my cock, setting a more urgent rhythm that has my balls dragging between my legs as we writhe together toward the precipice. “Fuck, I need to taste you, Blaire, need your sweetness flowing down my throat.”
“Then taste me, baby,” she says, the endearment making me feel even more welcome, even more home. “I want to feel everything with you.”
And I want the same.
I want to build a home with her, a life, a love that burns so bright it banishes the fear to the shadows where it belongs. Maybe someday Blaire will let me turn her and we’ll have the chance at eternity together. Maybe she’ll decide to stay human, age, and die. Either way, I will respect her choice and make the most of every second I’m lucky enough to share with the woman I love.
Even vampires aren’t guaranteed tomorrow.
All we have is this moment, this breath, this chance to prove that the gift of life wasn’t wasted on us.
“I love you, Blaire. Forever,” I vow again as I pump deeper into her sweetness just seconds before my fangs pierce the delicate skin where her neck meets the curve of her shoulder. And fuck, she’s so sweet, so perfect. She’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted and even more delicious than the first time her essence flowed down my throat.
Because this time there is no danger, no enemy to fight off. There’s only love and passion and my woman clinging to me like she can’t get enough.
“Oh yes,” she moans, arching into my mouth, clearly in no pain. “Oh, it’s so perfect, Darcy. So perfect. I love you so much. So much.”
I groan my agreement as fresh heat rushes over my dick, baptizing me in her desire. I grip her thighs, wrapping them tighter around my waist as I thrust even deeper. I piston my throbbing shaft into her drenched pussy, fucking her in earnest, every whimper and gasp that falls from her lips making me hotter.
I pound into her until her tits bounce on her chest and her whimpers become guttural cries. “Yes! Don’t stop, Darcy, oh please don’t stop.”
Never, I vow, a promise from my heart to hers as I pump harder, faster.
“Oh there, yes, yes,” she says, her pussy so wet my balls are dripping with her juices. “Oh God, Darcy, I’m coming.” Her head falls back, and her inner walls lock tight around me, and I’m done for. I’m destroyed, ripped apart by the force of the pleasure rocketing through me and healed almost instantly by the same.
I grind closer, deeper, as my cock jerks and throbs inside her and my release takes me to places I haven’t been in so damned long.
As her pussy milks the last of the come from my balls and my orgasm spirals on and on, I close my eyes and feel the warmth of the sun on my face. I smell the grass waving in the wind in a summer field, hear the daylight birds warbling their euphoric tunes, and know that it will always be like this with her.
She’s the yin to my yang, the blazing fire of inspiration to my cool steadiness, and the sun that will find me no matter how far I’ve retreated into the darkness.
Afterwards, she lies heavy on my chest, catching her breath. I cradle her close, secure in the knowledge that I have everything I’ll ever need, right here in my arms.
And then she says, “You know what we should do, don’t you?”
“No,” I murmur, too satisfied to move a muscle.
She lifts her head, gazing down at me with a crooked grin. “We should go bang again in the forest while I chant that spell I found. It’s almost midnight, and I bet the town would appreciate a freshly powered shield as a solstice present.”
My brows lift, and my cock thickens against my thigh. “I’m sure they would. If you won’t be too cold?”
