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“It’s pretty risky,” she stammered when he kissed her hip, then lowered her skirt. Her body sparked when his fingers came to play, rubbing up and down her entrance until she was quivering. “He might not…might not…”
“He will,” he assured. “Be careless, be easier to catch. To read.”
Fingers stretched her open. Then his mouth was there, licking her from top to bottom. Her hips jerked off the bed at the intense sensation, but there was no escaping it as the man continued pinning her in place so she could experience every inch. Winter moaned when his tongue plunged in, then turned her head and stifled a cry when his fingers joined the madness. But nothing could have prepared her for what came next: the sting on her thigh, warmth rushing forward, and—
“Nate. Oh, God, Nate.”
Her hands gripped his hair as she looked down at his head as he sucked her blood, gentle and erotic. It didn’t last long as he licked the slash shut, then placed her legs over his shoulders and proceeded to eagerly eat her out. Winter closed her eyes and gripped the sheets, sure that she heard a ripping at the force of her grip. But the pleasure drowned that out, blinding her when his licking changed to sucking and she was catapulted into a world of white-hot bliss.
Weakened and limp, Winter could only hold on when he positioned his cock at her entrance, then kissed her with a hunger that sparked the electricity all over again. Slow, powerful thrusts became their rhythm, his tongue playing the same rhythm with her tongue and his body rubbing mind-blowing friction against her. Then there was his voice, roughened with desire and luscious with its tiny grunts.
“You taste so good, darling. So wet. So warm. I can’t get enough. You are so tight and squeezing me so good, and I can’t stop wanting you. I can’t stop thinking about being inside you every time I look at you so I can fuck you like this and make you come. Over and over. Until you are begging and screaming like I am on the inside.”
Every dirty word was designated to make her lose control, inch by unbearable inch until she was a writhing mess in his arms. Abandoning the bedsheets, she clawed at his clothes insistently.
“Your clothes. Please. I need them off.”
He peeled them off without protest but didn’t take his eyes—or cock—off her. His hips were unstoppable, a surreal force that knew just how to find her pleasure point. He drove into her with precision, then with abandon, rhythm turning erratic and more aggressive—and through it all, he never stopped kissing her. The unraveling self-control gave her a surge of power, so she lifted her hips, ground back, and was rewarded with the lowest, sexiest moan there was.
She licked his earlobe and sucked on his tongue. She palmed his balls and planted her feet on the bed, taking him so deep in and clenching at his every movement. Just like that, the tables were turned as Nate trembled violently. In response, he jerked her hips off the bed and pumped so hard that she began to see stars—and screamed his name when the orgasm finally hit her without warning.
“Oh, Nate. That was…”
Lost in her second round of bliss, it took her a few seconds to comprehend that he had stopped moving. His rigid body over hers while still inside her had her at a loss, her body reacting to draw him closer. But his harsh words stopped her.
“Don’t.”
Belatedly, it all sank in: the sharp nails on her elbows, then his face buried on the mattress. When she urged him to face her, she gasped at the gray eyes rimmed with red and finally got a trickle of what she couldn’t read from him before: desire. Lust. A hunger so intense that he wanted to suck her dry and fuck her over and over until she was completely drained. The predator in him was giving in to the temptation, her blood calling him and about to make him lose control. Then there was his fear, freezing him in place, refusing to give in an inch and hurt her—even if it hurt him.
Anguish at what he felt had her gasping. Determination surged and had her pushing him, then reaching out when he would have backed off. Accounting for vampiric strength, she shoved him with all her might and straddled him, then sank on him to keep him in place. Dumbfounded, he gaped at her, fangs still out and gaze still reddening.
“Fight it. I know you don’t want to hurt me. Just stay there and fight it.”
He looked into her eyes and read her understanding, locking his hands on the mattress as she did earlier. While he fought with control, she rode him, moving her hips in a rhythmical bounce as she read the cues on his face. The craving for blood transformed into a different need, and soon his hips were rocking against her to thrust, grind, and bury deeper. The nails and fangs retracted, and a different kind of tension entered his body.
“How do you feel?” she asked softly.
“Like I’m about to lose my mind. But keep going.”
Winter laughed. It turned into moan after moan when, to her astonishment, she was on the verge again and desperate to experience that third bout of climax. But she needed him there first, so she lowered her head, bypassed his mouth, and licked his neck before she grazed it with her teeth.
Hands squeezed her ass, then bounced her up and down his shaft. His body jerked up and his head tilted, letting her graze some more. Then he groaned the loudest groan there was, body spasming as he emptied himself inside her, finger flicking her clit until she couldn’t hold on any longer. So, they held on to each other instead as fireworks exploded in their senses, and Nate finished it off with a piercing on her throat, a little more sucking, and finally collapsing on the bed.
Other than their breathing, there was silence, an intimate blanket in the darkness. Seconds later, he turned on a bedside lamp and tugged her until she curled beside him.
“That…has never happened before.”
“You making a woman cum three times?”
A pinch at her side had her narrowing her gaze at him, but the relaxed look on his face had her softening.
“No. Wanting both so much that I almost go feral with it.”
“You wouldn’t have attacked me,” she said, and his stupefied reaction was everything. She smirked. “Besides, it’s not a hardship to ride you and make you forget every time you do get in that state—Nate!”
The kiss was unrelenting, desperate, and the most amazing feeling there was. She lost herself in it before they both pulled away, and he eyed her.
“You make me forget how dangerous this situation is. You make me forget the world.”
