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His spicy, addictive blood had heat blooming in my belly, my core throbbing. I took my fill, and as quickly as I could, I ripped his jeans from him. Seeing him laid bare for me, his cock hard and pulsing, had my mouth watering.
“Just something else before I ride you, baby,” I crooned.
Fisting his cock in one hand, I sank my fangs into his thigh and drank deeply. I loved his strangled growls and whimpers and the way he throbbed in my hand.
“Donna, I honestly don’t think I can last much longer.”
I bent and healed the puncture marks I’d made, then I straddled him, sinking with ease onto his cock.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get over how good this feels,” I admitted, allowing my internal muscles to clench and tease him a little as I impaled myself on him.
“Or me. I love you so much.”
His admission brought tears to my eyes. I bent to place a kiss against his lips. “Me too,” I admitted.
And then we were moving together. Our bodies, hearts, and minds connected in this act of love. His hands slid to my hips and thrust upwards, gripping me tightly. My eyes rolled back in my head at the action, a low moan escaping from me. Our movements became wilder, almost frenzied. My muscles tightened around him. I came. Hard. Antoine followed me into oblivion a second later.
We lay side-by-side, eyes locked, fingers stroking softly over our bare skin. The scent of the sea reached us, the birds sang in the sky, and a soft breeze caressed us. If this was how it was going to be between us for eternity, I was more than happy with that.
We stood together, gathered up our torn clothing, unfurled our wings, and flew back to our home unseen. In the back of my mind, though, I understood this was the calm before the storm. Gustav would be coming for us now. Not his minions next time, but the demon himself.
That was a certainty.
ChapterEighteen
Antoine
After our steamy make-out session in the woods, I felt sated and at peace. Both of us were wild and frantic, letting loose our baser sides. Now I knew how hot it could get between us, I was already burning for the next time.
After throwing our ruined clothes at the bottom of the rubbish bin, we headed for our room to shower and change. Even in there, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. This time, though, it was gentle and sensual.
“I’m starving,” Donna declared.
“Me too. We’ll go and see what we can find in the kitchen after we’ve dressed.”
She was putting on her underwear and it was as sexy as it had been watching her take it off. I ran a hand over my eyes and groaned, focusing on putting my own clothes on.
“Are you leering at me again?”
I turned back to face her. Her eyes were sparkling with mischief, her nipples were hard, and I could smell her scent again. It wouldn’t be long before her panties were wet.
“Please,” I begged. “Just put your clothes on.”
She sauntered over to me, swaying her hips from side to side. When she stood in front of me, she gave me a long lingering look and ran her hands down to cup her silk-clad breasts, pinching her nipples.
“Don’t you like what you see?”
I was in trouble now.
“You’re going to drive me insane, you know that, don’t you?”
She let loose a throaty laugh that had my dick going haywire.
“Oh, Antoine. You love it really.”
I kissed her long and hard before pushing her away from me.
“Just get dressed, or we’ll never get anything to eat, then we’ll die of starvation.”
