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My orgasm crashes through me instantly. My body milks his cock until he grunts, thrusting and filling me with his warm seed. No bite, but still some of the best pleasure of my life. “That was amazing
“I love you.” He presses his forehead to mine. His eyes are blue again.
“I love you too.”
“Where is your room?” He nibbles my earlobe and my body tightens around his already recovering shaft.
Pressing on his shoulders, I move then take him deeper. “Left door.”
He steps into the small alcove and opens the door to my bedroom. My bed is covered with the contents of my life waiting to be packed. “Wow.”
I lower my feet to the floor. “I know. It’s like a tornado came through.”
He laughs. “I guess making love again on something soft is out of the question.”
Insatiable for him, I take his hand and pull him back through the door and into the bathroom. For New York City, it’s a huge bathroom. Actually, the apartment is really big and nice, but Nina’s parents still want her to move to the east side. Since I haven’t started packing my bathroom stuff, it’s tidy in the bathroom. “It’s not soft, but…”
He closes the door and watches me turn the water on in the claw-foot tub. I lower the zipper on my skirt and let it drop to the floor. “Will you come here?” I pull my shirt over my head.
Stalking closer, he stops inches from me. “I need more of you, sweetheart. All of you.”
Dropping to my knees on the soft bathmat, I push his trousers down his hips. Holding his thick cock, I look up into his eyes. “I’m yours.” I suck him deep and revel in the low groan my blow job produces. The control over such a powerful creature is more of an aphrodisiac than I would have expected. I clutch his ass with both hands, and he fucks my mouth slow and steady. Even the taste of my sex on his smooth skin turns me on.
Unable to bear the pleasure building between my legs, I have to touch myself.
Oliver’s growl is more beast than man. He lifts me from the floor, sits me on the edge of the tub, and drops between my spread legs. The way he smiles at me is pure love. Reaching across me, he turns the water off. Steam fills the bathroom as he lowers his head and licks me.
“Oliver.” I clutch his head with one hand and use the other to keep steady on the side of the cast iron tub.
His tongue swirls around my clit then dips inside me before sucking hard, then soft, and repeating the process at a slow perfect pace that has me screaming his name and incoherent things.
The orgasm nearly topples me into the tub, but Oliver grips my waist to keep me steady. “Are you alright?” He licks my inner thigh at the exact spot where he bit me that first morning.
My body trembles with the memory of that bite and the pleasure it brought.
Lifting me, he eases us both into the tub, settling me between his legs.
I lean back against his chest. “I need…” I’m afraid to ask, but I tip my head to the side.
Tracing my artery with his tongue, he kisses just under my ear. “Are you sure?”
“God, yes.”
“Turn around, love.” His low voice rumbles in my ear.
Water sloshes over the side as I maneuver so I’m straddling his lap with my legs around his waist. I think he’s going to explain to me why he won’t bite me, but his incisors are fully extended and his eyes are black as he scratches a path along my throat.
Even that small scratch drives pleasure through me and I arch my back. “Oliver. Please.”
One small adjustment and he’s pressing inside me as he buries his teeth just above my heart.
With each suck, pleasure pulses through me. I come around his throbbing cock. Another wave of rapture takes me, then another. I’m vibrating with the waves of ecstasy of being joined with Oliver in every way. It’s as if our souls have merged in the moment.
My nails bite into his shoulders as his seed fills me, pushing another wave.
Collapsing against his chest, I’m limp with exhaustion and pleasure.
He licks my wound, which I now know heals the bite. “Tell me you’ll never leave me, Birgitta.”
