to make love to her again. And again; over and over, for all eternity.
Her lips tilted upwards in a hesitant smile; perhaps everything was going to be okay. Whatever it was that had made him freeze seemed to have passed. Turning away from him, she looked down at the dress lying on the bed and murmured, “I should get dressed….”
He closed the slight distance between them, pressing his body against hers as he pressed his lips against her neck. Her eyes closed in automatic response to his rapid seduction and a little moan of pleasure vibrated in her throat. Her muscles relaxed, all of her muscles relaxed, and her protective sheet fell to the floor and pooled around her feet. Celeste realized that he had untied his robe as the heat of his naked chest brushed against her bare back.
Grabbing her waist, he pulled her back against him so that she could feel exactly how much he wanted her to stay. Drawing his hands over her abdomen, her ribs, he cupped her breasts, squeezing the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers until she was arching her back, pressing the curve of her butt into his erection. He pressed his lips against the shell of her ear and breathed, “I want you.”
“Yes,” she rasped, waves of heat spreading through her body making her belly throb.
*****
Gently, he placed his hand on her back and bent her forward, placing little kisses down her spine. He grabbed her arms and placed them in front of her to support her torso. Reaching between her legs, he slid a finger into her searing sex, feeling the dampness that was already waiting for him. Smiling, he bent his knees and guided his raging erection into her moist heat, filling her completely. The gasp of delight sent a surge of triumph through him.
Leaning over her, one hand caressing her breast, one hand stroking her swollen clit, he thrust into her, over and over. The world darkened as his eyes turned bla ck and his fangs grew as he once more lost himself in the sensation of Celeste. As she neared completion, he once again sank his teeth into the curve of her neck, letting her release wash through him. Her blood sang through his body as he pounded harder, keeping her orgasm going until he found his own release. Growling his pleasure, he held himself in place until every quake passed.
Rumbling possessively, he collapsed against her back and they fell onto the bed. He placed his hands over hers, entwining their fingers. Her breath was hot and sweet against his cheek as she panted, “That was…. Mmmm.”
“ Amazing,” he breathed, not wanting to withdraw from the heat of her body. He closed his eyes as he pressed his cheek against her silky chocolate hair.
“ Adamanteros?” she murmured, obviously still a little dazed.
“Yes , my heart?” he asked, trailing light kisses along her scalp, breathing in her sweet scent.
“ Did you really bite me?” she asked softly.
“Oh, gods,” he hissed, pulling back from her, disengaging his body from hers and feeling the loss immediately. Standing quickly and turning away from her, he covered his eyes with his hands, realizing that he had just bit her again. AGAIN! Had he no control around this girl? “I am so sorry…. I cannot control myself.”
He felt her hands over his, pulling them away from his face. Hesitantly, he opened his eyes and looked down at her, catching his breath as she looked up at him with that radiant smile on her lips. “Celeste?”
“It’s okay; I,” she grinned sheepishly, glancing down at his chest for a moment before returning to look at his face. Shrugging a delicate shoulder, she continued, “I enjoy it; it’s awfully erotic, isn’t it? But how…. Never mind, I don’t want to know. Right now I am just really thirsty.”
His heart stilled in his chest as he stared down at this amazing girl. Shrugging her shoulders once more, she turned away from him and grabbed the dress, sliding it over her head as she talked, “We can either spend the day together or,
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