gasping for air.
Lucien pulled out. He was still hard, his cock shiny with her moisture. He turned Mara around, and the backs of her knees connected with the mattress. She fell back with an “umph” of surprise, still trembling with aftershocks. Her eyes widened.
“Lucien, you didn’t…”
“I’m not done,” he murmured, his fangs descending as he anticipated taking her blood. “Not yet.”
He wanted to lie her down, taste her glistening skin and lick her from head to toe. Take her again and see the joy dancing in her blue eyes, watch her face tighten, her mouth part as she climaxed in his arms. Knowing only he could deliver such incredible pleasure.
Knowing she was his.
Eyes dark as midnight, Lucien watched her with unwavering intensity.
Bracing his arms on either side of her, he held her thighs in his palms. Then he lifted one leg, his tongue dragging over the inside of her calf.
Spending her life with this man, this vampire, promised relentless joy and untold pleasures. Mara trembled as she thought of their future.
Lucien stopped, his expression tender. “What’s wrong, sweet?”
“I was just thinking, I don’t care if I never walk in the sun again. ‘Cause as long as I have you, there’ll always be light in my life.” Mara bit her lips to stop their tremulous wobbling. Joy flared on his face. He leaned over, pressed a soft kiss to her mouth. “You are my sunshine.”
Closing his eyes, he pressed his shaft to her softness. Lucien thrust inside her, his expression exquisite pleasure as if he savored every single sensation. His chest rasped over her ultra sensitive nipples as he rocked back and forth. Mara wrapped her legs around his hips, her arms around his neck as his thrusts intensified. He groaned, pushing harder and faster as she rose up to meet him. The headboard slammed against the wall, the sound echoing to their mingled moans. Climax shimmered just out of reach. She dug her heels into the mattress, arching up, sobbing as the pleasure took her higher and higher.
“Yes, sweet, come for me,” he demanded.
The sweet spasms burst within her as he stiffened and shouted, his big body shuddering with pleasure. Her heart still pounding hard, she saw Lucien looking down at her, fierce, eyes narrowed and intent.
“Now,” he said thickly.
His mouth nuzzled her throat, his warm breath feathering over her. A slow swipe of his tongue as if preparing her. Then, with a savage growl, he flashed his fangs. There was a sharp pinch of pain, and then erotic sensations spilling through her. Mara cried out, clutching him to her. Each pull of his mouth was a lick between her legs, building higher and higher until she climaxed again.
He stopped drinking, gave the puncture wounds a long, tender drag of his tongue. Lucien lifted his head, his eyes glittering. She could hear her heart pounding hard, or was that his?
With a glistening fang, he tore open his wrist, holding it to her mouth. The taste of him was spicy nectar, hot and addictive, sliding down her throat. Mara moaned as his power filled her, his memories and essence. Then he pulled away, sealing the laceration with a quick swipe.
A bond forged, a connection intensified between them.
Passion flared on his face, transformed his angular features. They had both changed. No longer the same. They were bonded now, body and soul.
Mara reached up, touched his face with wondering awe. She felt his blood rush through her veins, pump into her heart.
He moved inside her again. Shocked, she realized he was hard again. Lucien gave an impish grin.
“One benefit of being an Ancient. I have a lot of stamina. I promise you a very long, very pleasurable night.”
They were joined at the hip, so close Mara couldn’t tell where she ended and he began.
Lucien moved inside her again, slow, and then faster, with long and deep thrusts that made her clutch him and cry out. It was raw and wild, a storm she could hardly bear. Lucien held her close, capturing her
Lucien pulled out. He was still hard, his cock shiny with her moisture. He turned Mara around, and the backs of her knees connected with the mattress. She fell back with an “umph” of surprise, still trembling with aftershocks. Her eyes widened.
“Lucien, you didn’t…”
“I’m not done,” he murmured, his fangs descending as he anticipated taking her blood. “Not yet.”
He wanted to lie her down, taste her glistening skin and lick her from head to toe. Take her again and see the joy dancing in her blue eyes, watch her face tighten, her mouth part as she climaxed in his arms. Knowing only he could deliver such incredible pleasure.
Knowing she was his.
Eyes dark as midnight, Lucien watched her with unwavering intensity.
Bracing his arms on either side of her, he held her thighs in his palms. Then he lifted one leg, his tongue dragging over the inside of her calf.
Spending her life with this man, this vampire, promised relentless joy and untold pleasures. Mara trembled as she thought of their future.
Lucien stopped, his expression tender. “What’s wrong, sweet?”
“I was just thinking, I don’t care if I never walk in the sun again. ‘Cause as long as I have you, there’ll always be light in my life.” Mara bit her lips to stop their tremulous wobbling. Joy flared on his face. He leaned over, pressed a soft kiss to her mouth. “You are my sunshine.”
Closing his eyes, he pressed his shaft to her softness. Lucien thrust inside her, his expression exquisite pleasure as if he savored every single sensation. His chest rasped over her ultra sensitive nipples as he rocked back and forth. Mara wrapped her legs around his hips, her arms around his neck as his thrusts intensified. He groaned, pushing harder and faster as she rose up to meet him. The headboard slammed against the wall, the sound echoing to their mingled moans. Climax shimmered just out of reach. She dug her heels into the mattress, arching up, sobbing as the pleasure took her higher and higher.
“Yes, sweet, come for me,” he demanded.
The sweet spasms burst within her as he stiffened and shouted, his big body shuddering with pleasure. Her heart still pounding hard, she saw Lucien looking down at her, fierce, eyes narrowed and intent.
“Now,” he said thickly.
His mouth nuzzled her throat, his warm breath feathering over her. A slow swipe of his tongue as if preparing her. Then, with a savage growl, he flashed his fangs. There was a sharp pinch of pain, and then erotic sensations spilling through her. Mara cried out, clutching him to her. Each pull of his mouth was a lick between her legs, building higher and higher until she climaxed again.
He stopped drinking, gave the puncture wounds a long, tender drag of his tongue. Lucien lifted his head, his eyes glittering. She could hear her heart pounding hard, or was that his?
With a glistening fang, he tore open his wrist, holding it to her mouth. The taste of him was spicy nectar, hot and addictive, sliding down her throat. Mara moaned as his power filled her, his memories and essence. Then he pulled away, sealing the laceration with a quick swipe.
A bond forged, a connection intensified between them.
Passion flared on his face, transformed his angular features. They had both changed. No longer the same. They were bonded now, body and soul.
Mara reached up, touched his face with wondering awe. She felt his blood rush through her veins, pump into her heart.
He moved inside her again. Shocked, she realized he was hard again. Lucien gave an impish grin.
“One benefit of being an Ancient. I have a lot of stamina. I promise you a very long, very pleasurable night.”
They were joined at the hip, so close Mara couldn’t tell where she ended and he began.
Lucien moved inside her again, slow, and then faster, with long and deep thrusts that made her clutch him and cry out. It was raw and wild, a storm she could hardly bear. Lucien held her close, capturing her
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