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“I know I’m right.”
A moment passes and my dick feels like a hammer in my pants. I can’t take it anymore. Everything I thought I knew about myself flies out the window as I lean over the table and gently allow my lips to find hers.
In that moment everything changes. Everything. Nothing will ever be the same. Ever.
And whether she knows it or not, she’ll never leave me. She has no choice. If I can’t have her from here on out…nobody will.
No one but me. Me and only me.
8
Erica
“Taxi,” Sam whistles violently, his front teeth on display, his incisors almost Vampire like.
The taxi flies by without so much as noticing us.
“We can take an Uber,” I suggest.
“Those things are nothing more than government tracking spyware.”
My expression pinches at the description but I forget about it when he hails the next one.
“Abbot Kinney,” he says, and off we go.
In the back of the cab things pick up right where they left off. Trying to remind myself to slow down, my hands just won’t comply, roaming over his white T-shirt that thankfully does a poor job serving as a barrier between the flesh of my fingers and his muscles.
Whatever this is between us is reaching a fever pitch, chaotic, and I feel like something inside me is about to pop, snap, tear at both ends.
The rest of the world could end right now and it wouldn’t even matter, not with the way he kisses me with reckless abandon, his grip tight on both my hips and then my back.
Before I realize it the cab is rolling to a stop, Sam is handing over a wad of small bills and we’re out of the car. But instead of exploring one of the most hipster streets in L.A., Sam takes my hand and pulls me down a dark side street, away from prying eyes.
“I want to show you off to the world, but I want even more to keep you all to myself,” he confesses, his words laced with desire, want, need.
“I want to be yours,” I reply breathlessly before I can even process what I said, raw emotion taking over.
“And you will, especially when I fill you with my seed, make you pregnant, and bond you to me in life and in death.”
My head pulls back and I process the strange ending to his claim but before I can try and wrap my head around it and come to terms with it he sears me with a kiss, his hands grab my bottom and he lifts me off the ground as if I’m weightless.
My body is moving in space, backward. I can’t see where I’m going but I’m not sure I’d want to if I could. Venice Beach is famous for its canals, but I highly doubt he’s crazy enough for both of us to fall into one.
Then again he does seem a bit off his rocker at times…and surprisingly I like it.
“Sam,” I gasp, when his kisses move from my lips, down the side of my neck and across the part of my collarbone that’s exposed.
My back slams into a wall and I swear I’ve never felt more alive in my life.
“So damn responsive,” he says. “So pliable, moldable to exactly what I need. You.”
My pussy drenches and my willpower to tell him we need to slow down floats down the river just like these canals flow, getting lost out in the ocean somewhere into a much bigger cause.
“As much as I want to claim you, pound you into oblivion against this wall right fucking here and now that’s not going to happen. There’s no way your body is ready for this raging hard-on I have for you. No fucking way. Plus you deserve better. You’re different. You’re special. You make me feel in a way no one ever has,” he says, his kisses even more frantic as his hand slides up and under my shirt, cupping my breast.
A mewl escapes me as his confessions to my power continue. “I swear to God, all my life I’ve had the characteristics of a human being. I walk upright, I’m made of flesh, blood, and bone…I have skin and hair. But I was just coasting, I wasn’t alive. Only sometimes. But with you, it’s all the time. The emotionless existence wiped clean for this insatiable need for this connection we share.”
He does not mince words nor is he lukewarm…and I freakin’ love it.
