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Yet still, I can’t force him to hurry his exploration. Pulling my bralette over my head, Jax fills his palms with shower gel and begins massaging my breasts skillfully. Oh, so slowly, flicking his thumbs over my nipples more times than necessary. The scents of vanilla and coconut envelope me as I relax back against the tiles, giving myself over to his expert touch.
When he presses his lips against mine, Jax spreads the suds over the rest of my body-- now that he’s made enough lather between my cleavage to clean a small herd of elephants. Once covered as far as he can reach, except for the one place I’m aching for him to touch, Jax pulls back and unhooks the shower head from the wall, using it to wash me clean. This is the true Jaxon. Caring, calm. A balm to my soul.
Hovering over my breasts, the pressure of the water beats off my unbearably hard nipples, spiking me with a tense pleasure-pain combo. Moving the shower head lower, he hooks my left leg in the crook of his arm and raises it, fully opening me to him. The jet of water is placed over my center. Water beats against my clit, causing my breath to catch and my toes to curl. My body is rigid, the assault intense. And there’s not a second Jaxon doesn’t drink in, his eyes zeroed in on my pleasure.
Too soon, Jax replaces the shower head in its holder and switches the water flow off. Still holding my leg high, he bends to take one of my nipples in his mouth while his free hand cups me roughly between my legs. I hold onto his large shoulders tightly, my nails embedding into his pale skin. Sucking my nipple mercilessly, his fangs graze and cause my own to lengthen in response. His thumb circles my clit as he moves his mouth to repeat the assault on the other nipple. The room is filled with my moans, echoed by the vampire inside, forcing my head to jerk sideways. She’s done waiting.
Thrusting my hand into Jax’s braided hair, I use my enhanced strength to push him to his knees. Still in drenched jeans, Jax blinks his blue eyes up at me, droplets on his lashes. My inner vampire sighs contently at his submission. Jaxon may not know of the war I fight on a daily basis, but thankfully he’s playing into her desires. I hate to think what she’d have me do if he refused.
Kissing my stomach, my leg is dropped over Jax’s shoulder as his hands thrust my hips back into the wall. The rough pad of his tongue runs the length of my pussy. Again, and again. Steady, slow measures that draw a gasp from me every time. No matter how much I push him closer, shamelessly grinding against his face, Jaxon gives me what I need. Not what I want. My body shakes as a tightening builds deep within my core. Replacing his thumb on my clit with his lips, Jax sucks hard, ridding all rational thought. I’m a slave to his touch. At his mercy. Lost to the rhythm he sets, alternating between teasing my clit and dipping his tongue to my soaking cunt. My skin grows taut. Everywhere I can feel is overheated, preparing to break apart at the seams.
I barely register that he’s moved until I feel a long digit smooth its way inside me. I moan loudly, tossing my head back. Jax pumps his finger in and out of me, still at an infuriatingly relaxed pace, while his tongue focuses on my clit. Growing frustrated, I claw at his shoulders, silently begging him to finish what he’s started. He teases me, keeping me balanced on the edge of this feeling for so long that I think my legs might give out.
Suddenly, two more fingers plummet inside my pussy, and I cry out. An orgasm rips through me, my walls tightening and contracting around his fingers while he continues to stroke me leisurely. His unhurried movements draw my climax on and on, pulling every ounce of pleasure from my body. My back is arched, my glowing eyes squeezed shut, allowing me to ride the waves crashing through me until they cease and Jax finally relents.
Standing with a content smirk, Jax eyes the flush I feel coating my neck. Lifting me into his arms, he slides the door back and carries me to a bedroom with an extra-large, king-size bed. Gently placing me onto the plush covers, I bit my lip as he strips from his wet jeans. His cock jumps free, jutting out eagerly as my brows raise at his size. I knew it would be impressive, but fucking wow. Not just at his length. The sheer girth is wrapped in a thick vein, leading from the base to the plum-colored head, which appears silky smooth. I lick my lips on instinct.
“You know, what I was telling you outside means that I’ve never…been with a female.” Jax hesitates at the foot of the bed. I snort.
“Oh, please. I smelt the amount of sex and heard the moans when I first arrived at the castle.” I roll my eyes, but Jax’s grave expression only deepens, and I push up on my elbows. “Wait. There are only twelve females to a hundred men. And Lorcan doesn’t allow them to mix, so,” my brows raise. “You and…Chase? Torsten? Both or others?”
“As I said, we’re primal creatures. We have base needs that can’t be denied. Does that bother you?”
Bother me? I’m currently envisioning a threesome of white hair and green eyes that leaves me unbelievably wetter.
Beckoning for him, Jax lowers his mouth-watering body over me, his knee nudging my thighs open to settle himself there. His cock presses against my core eagerly. Lust filters through my hooded eyes as I hold the sides of Jax’s face and pull his mouth onto mine. I don’t care about his past, as I don’t expect him to judge me for the pleasure I took from the humans I was given to hunt. Consensually, I should add – I’m a freak, not a nymphomaniac. They weren’t aware I’d literally eat them when I’d taken the pleasure I needed. Yeah, we all have pasts, but I can’t deny that I want to be a part of Jaxon’s future in any capacity.
Jax kisses me slowly and passionately, but something has changed. I feel it in the rigidness of his body, his shallow breathing. Breaking away, I hunt his gaze and discover, it won’t meet mine.
“You really don’t realize how special you are, do you?” I observe. He pressed his lips together tightly, and I have my answer. Without much effort, I push Jax onto his back and straddle him.
“I’m one of many,” he shrugs. “Any vampire could have been sent to fetch you that night, and it would have been him in this position now.” I laugh with a heavy dose of shock. Apparently, I’m fickle enough to fall for any vamp who takes the time out of his busy schedule to pay me attention. Pulling his braid over his shoulder, I stroke the coarse brown dreadlocks before hitting his cheek with them.
“Listen to me very carefully, Jaxon,” I command, sensing his internal berating. “I wouldn’t be naked and straddling any old fuckface just for the fun of it. Now put your reservations on hold and prove to me that I chose you for a reason.”
Something in my words has triggered a reaction from Jaxon, one I can’t fully read. “You choose me?” Jaxon asks quietly.
It’s my turn to shrug. “I’m here, aren’t I? Rock my fucking world, and don’t let me regret it.” After a beat of staring at me in awe, Jaxon jerks upright to crash our lips together and pull my weight down on top of him. His biceps lock a cage around me, his mouth devouring mine. The long hard length of his cock pushes against my core, asking to be granted access. But first, a round of teasing as he forced me to endure in the shower. I let my fingers skim his body, tracing feather-light touches over his torso, testing if he has any weak points. At least on the surface, there are none to speak of, but he enjoys my exploration regardless.
Mimicking me, Jax trails his hand down my body, skimming my breasts and stomach until he reaches the apex of my thighs. Instinctively knowing I’m wet and ready, he guides his dick into my entrance and slides himself in with agonizing slowness. All at once, my wolf howls inside my ears while the vampire in me hissesyessss, the thickness of Jaxon’s cock making us all lose our damn minds. He’s so thick, that vein is doing untold things to my subconsciousness. Every nerve ending comes to life. Stretching me, edging me toward an orgasm I’m not prepared to give him easily. Holding my hips in mid-air, Jax pulls out, repeating the process several times until he’s fully seated inside.
“Fuck.”Jax’s jaw is tense, and his body stiff. “You’resodamn tight.” Smiling at the prospect of affecting me just as much, I grind my hips against his groin—a gentle roll that causes us both to groan audibly. Beneath the sound, a third moan catches my ear, and I chuckle. Arching my back, my ass bounces, the sound of my pussy gripping his cock overwhelming. On my next blink, Jax is cast in a golden hue, my eyes burning bright within my skull.
“So fucking beautiful,” Jaxon marvels, but I don’t want his praise. I want his submission. Slamming my hands down on his chest, I steady myself to work up a faster rhythm—a harsher one, where each connection causes a slapping sound alongside our ragged pants. Twisting Jax’s dreads around my hand, I secure his head in place and flash my fangs.
“I wouldn’t goad me right now if I were you,” he grits through clenched teeth. Unable to resist his challenge, I tut. Gums tingling, my jaw hangs loose as I relent to the other forces aching for control.
“Promises, promises,” I respond, my voice laced with a rough echo. I relish the feeling of him deeper than any other could ever be. If there was a pivotal moment in life where someone who be content dying just after, this would be it for me. This cesspit of heaven enveloped in the scents of our lust, with two different heartbeats lingering nearby. When I refuse to release his hair, Jax releases a warning growl and then moves. A blur of movement which sees me on my back on the mattress. His tattooed fingers close around my neck, and fucking finally, the rest of Jax is presented to me.
His cock slams into me, all the way to the hilt, where he rocks until I cry out. Then again as his hand wraps around my hair, tugging roughly as his cock hits me with the force of a jackhammer. This time, I scream, fingernails scraping the arm holding my hair, and he grins.
“I warned you,” he gloats, repeating the process over and over. Each powerful thrust draws my walls closer to tensing around him. I want more, need more. My hands grip his hips, and I aid his pace, tugging him against me until a final scream rips me apart. Waves crash through me like a tsunami, and I happily drown. Lost to the three sides of my being finally syncing into one. We break together, our vague concentration centered on the beautiful vampire thrusting into me at an unperceivable rate. My fingernails tear at his skin, the scent of his blood spurring me on. I’m hurting him, yet the rush of ecstasy pulsing through me only grows stronger. And when he reaches beneath me to place a large hand on the small of my back, tilting me into his oncoming thrust, he seals his own fate.
Every nerve-ending is alive, the brush of his skin on mine like lightning dancing over the surface. Pounding my flesh, ruining me for any other. Owning me, as he has since the moment his baby blues set on me in the forest. In my darkest moment, Jaxon stepped out of the shadows to entice me. Yet it’s not until he’s giving me the full wrath of his strength and skill that I can fully appreciate how much I’ve been aching for this. The fire in my core has barely lessened before beginning to stir again, coiling into a formidable feeling I can’t contain. I have to climax with him. Break with him, and then we’ll piece each other back together again.
My fangs tingle painfully, at their fullest length, against Jax’s shoulder while he continues to ram into me repeatedly. I bury my face into his neck, inhaling his delectable scent. Fresh pine rolls over my senses, and the drum of his pulse calls to me on a primal level.Fuck it.I spear my fangs into the side of his throat, setting off a chain of reactions from the first hard suck. His blood flows over my tongue. His sweet taste makes me lightheaded until he roars his release, not once relenting the violent pounding. We crash together, spiraling into the abyss, never looking back.
Once our breathing eases, his gaze meets mine. Beautiful blue irises flanked with gold, while black lines appear around his eyes. I see the struggle contorting his features, but he can’t resist a fleeting look at my neck.
