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“The king has claimed his bride. I declare you husband and wife.”
The instant it was official, his body released a tension that’d wound him so tight. He smothered me with love no one could see, only I could feel. Like a snake had wrapped its massive body and squeezed, I knew there was no escape from his clutches. If I tried to get away, he would only squeeze me tighter.
His hand slid into my hair, and he pulled me flush against his body, kissing me like there was no one there to witness it. With crushing force from his lips and his hands, he gripped me tight and seared my lips with his insatiable desire. His emotion was so great, his hands shook with tiny tremors.
My hands cupped his face, and I let him claim me, handed myself over completely and utterly to this eternal night. I’d married a vampire—but I was a vampire myself. It wasn’t the life I’d wanted initially, but it was one I embraced fully.
He pulled away slightly, his lips almost on mine. “I love you.” He’d only said those words to me once, the very first time he declared the way he felt for me. Words were unnecessary when I could feel his love the way I could feel the warmth of his skin, feel the way he gripped me in those strong arms.
I’d also only said those words to him once, when I should say them every day. He wasn’t privy to my emotions the way I was to his, the way my heart rose from the dead and beat for him and only him. If only he could feel the depth of my emotion the way I felt his, the way I would lay down my life for his without blinking twice. But he couldn’t, so I told him. “I love you too.”
* * *
The bedroom was sprinkled with black rose petals.
Fang slithered off and chose to spend his evening elsewhere. It was the first time he’d truly granted us privacy.
Low-burning candles were scattered on the dressers and mantels, taking up every open surface available. I’d barely had a moment to take in the romantic gesture when he pressed up behind me and pulled one of my straps off my shoulder.
He kissed the exposed skin, his lips gentle to the surface, moving closer to my neck. His arm hooked around my stomach and pinned me firmly against him, made me feel his hardness right against my spine.
The other strap fell. More kisses.
My dress drooped forward, but it was still too tight to leave my body.
His hand loosened the zipper, and that was when it crumpled to the floor. My bra was snapped free, and then that exposed skin was kissed too. His hungry kisses grew to pants, and he began to grind his arousal hard into me, nearly bruising my skin with the pressure. His free hands grabbed my black thong and pushed it over my ass, leaving me buck naked while he was fully clothed. “Lie on the bed.” He said it into my ear, the order given with both authority and gentleness.
I moved to the bed and sat at the edge, every part of me on display.
With his eyes glued to mine, he undressed himself, unbuttoning his uniform then yanking the shirt over his head, showing the rock-hard body that had pressed me into the mattress countless times.
He put on one hell of a show, and it made me swallow.
His arms were so thick, like tree trunks, and the rivers under his skin were the roots. Despite his lack of life, his skin wasn’t white as snow like mine was. His skin had a golden color, like he’d spent most of his time out in the sun before he was turned. He undid his belt and then his trousers, dropping layer by layer, kicking off his boots.
Then he stood before me—glorious.
I couldn’t believethatwas my husband.
He walked to me, his thick cock at full salute, and then he cupped my neck as he brought it close.
My lips automatically parted, and I dipped my head to kiss his oozing tip. A gentle kiss turned into more, and then my tongue trailed across his length, feeling that heat in my mouth.
His hand fisted my hair as he tilted his head back, enjoying my mouth on his cock.
Watching him enjoy it made me work harder to make him enjoy it more, but the fun was interrupted when he pulled his dick out of my mouth. He grabbed my hips and tugged me hard, bringing me to the edge of the bed where he could bend me how he wanted me. Then that big dick pushed inside me, his head squeezing past my tightness, and then he sank in. Sank until there was nowhere else to go.
He paused to look at me, paused to bore into my eyes with his. They were brown like the earth, and never again would they shine green like they had after he’d fed on my blood. But they were beautiful in their intensity, especially when he looked at me like that.
At the edge of the mattress, on a bed of rose petals, he made love to me, enveloped me in the love that burned throughout his whole body. He erased the scars you couldn’t see, mended a broken heart that no longer beat. He made me forget how it felt to be rejected and replaced. It was hard to believe anyone had ever hurt me…not when a man loved me like this.
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KINGSNAKE
It was hard to believe that I’d been married before.
Every sensation felt brand-new, from watching her walk down the aisle to slitting her finger for blood and tasting it on my tongue. She felt like my one and only, the only woman I’d ever really loved.
