Page 80 of Blood Enchanted


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We were the lonely halves of one heart that I itched to piece back together. Alexei may be the Prince of the Vampires, the heir and rake who would kill and maim any who sought to destroy what he loved most, but I wasn’t afraid.

“I swear to the Goddess, Alexei. If you don’t fuck me right now—”

“What?” he purred deviously, removing his finger with an obscene squelching sound. “What will you do?”

Surprising him with the force of my magick, I used the tendrils inside me to knock him onto his back, trapping him beneath my hips. The silk sheets wrapped around his hands and feet like shackles until he was laid out before me. An all too willing sacrifice.

“I’ll simply do this,” I whispered with a wicked grin.

Leaning closer, I kissed him softly, trying to translate all the words inside my heart. The kiss was everything I would have dreamed of for myself as a young witch. A dark prince destined to weave into the fabric of my life like in a fairy tale.

But I didn’t want the kiss to stay soft. I wanted to burn with him.

My eyes taunted as I bit down on his lip, before I tore at his shirt and pants, tearing the material in my haste. It wasn’t graceful or practiced, but as the shredded fabric disappeared to reveal his muscled form beneath, all embarrassment fled.

He laughed with delight. “So, this is how my witch likes it? Wild and hungry?Vixen. You want me begging for you? I am all too willing,moj draga. I am yours to do with as you see fit.”

I ghosted over his hard-as-steel cock. “Funny, I don’t hear any begging.”

“Please, Jade.” His eyes twinkled mischievously as his hands pulled against the silken shackles. “Release me so I can spank that pretty ass of yours until your body knows precisely who its master is. You know you’ll love it, pleading with me for more.”

A prickle of interest blossomed in my chest before I forced it away. It wasmyturn to torture the vampire, and I wouldn’t let him charm his way back into control.

“Maybe after I’ve shown you what a good girl I can be, you’ll learn how to beg properly, vamp,”I teased, crawling down his body as my sheet constrictions tightened on his wrists.

My lips pressed a kiss to his wet tip, and I smiled at his pained groan. With his gaze focused intently on my moist lips, I took his length in my mouth, my demanding tongue working up the silky flesh as he hit the back of my throat. He tasted like cool whiskey and caramel.Delicious.

I released a pleased hum, sending vibrations through him as I began moving up and down, both hands fisting whatever parts of him my mouth couldn’t reach, like he had shown me.

As I lavished him with my undivided attention, he spoke. A lot. His words were filthy, encouraging me to move faster, my thighs rubbing together desperately as I chased his pleasure. He thrashed under me, and when I twirled my tongue around his slit, he rasped out grunts in husky Slovenian as his hips surged up, nearly choking me.

With apology in his smoldering eyes, he tried to settle his hips, but I shot him an aggravated glare, ducking my head so he hit my throat again.

Recklessly, I freed one of his hands from the sheets and guided it to the back of my head. “Use me how you want, Alexei. I want you to fuck my mouth and make it yours.”

He shouted, fisting my hair as his hips surged up again. I could taste the start of his release, and I nearly came at the flavor on my tongue.Sensing my desire as easily as his own, he released the strands of my hair.

“Now,” he boomed. “Fuck me now,moj draga.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. Moving up to straddle his wide hips, I urged him inside me, wincing slightly at just howbighe was. He steadily inched deeper, obliterating memories of anyone but him. I wanted to savor the slow dips of his hips as he treasured me with his body. The soft way his eyes watched me.

It was torture.Maddening.

“Free my other hand.”He wrapped a finger around a lock of hair that fell to his chest, pulling it hard enough to sting.

Defiant, I shook my head, making him growl low.

“I’m not stupid, Alexei,” I mewled. “The moment you’re freed, my thighs will grip your face.”

“And that would be a terrible turn of events because?” His words trailed off into a guttural groan as I finally sank fully onto him, my ass slapping against his hips.

I sucked in a breath as my body adjusted.

Our eyes held, and the moment became almost hypnotic as I loosened the hold on his other wrist, our shaking fingers twining together, almost sweetly.

The pleasure felt vital. As if without him and this fire between us, I would surely freeze back into my hard shell, never to feel this alive again. It wasn’t fucking. It was sensual and slow and full of that glimmering emotion that echoed between us.

Overwhelmed, I leaned forward to kiss his panting lips, our bodies’ instruments playing a long-perfected song.His hands grasped my hips hard enough to bruise as he kept my movements at this dizzying pace, refusing to allow the rough slap of skin I needed for my approaching climax.

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