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her pussy, her gorgeous core, which had opened for him beautifully.
With a kiss to tell her words he might never be able to say—the truth of what their moment meant to him—he pressed inside her. Even ready, she was still tight around him. He bit back a curse. His woman would be treated gently their first time together.
She pressed her hips forward to draw him closer inside. “I know I seem needy.”
She bit on his neck and he almost spent. Adrienne would be his undoing.
“You’re going to have to believe me, to be so wanton is new for me. I don’t usually...crave. I think I’ve been waiting for you.”
He knew her sentiment exactly. She didn’t need to explain more. After so much time, there weren’t words.
Adrienne fit him akin to a glove. The more she spurred him forward, until he was balls deep inside her.
Tears he hadn’t shed in years filled his eyes. He wouldn’t cry. It would be humiliating. Men simply didn’t do such things. The emotion, however, was there. The perfection. The goodness of Adrienne after never knowing any for so long.
Without moving anything else, he pushed her hair off her forehead so he looked on what had become, in such a short period of time, such a beloved face to him. He would do anything for her. How was tonight happening? Why hadn’t anyone told him it would shatter his walls to have her?
“Hanzi.” She put her hands on both side of his face. “I’m real.”
How did she know what he needed to hear? He kissed her hard and, with a jerk of his hips, moved inside her.
“Yes.” Her eyes closed, and her head fell backwards as her body bucked beneath him. “More.”
More was what he needed too. Her hips answered his push, and soon they were in a dance older than even he was. Her eyes met his, and the smile in them moved his cold soul.
He wasn’t going to last long. Their joining was too much. Pleasure warred with pain. How could sex be both? Hanzi didn’t know. Sex had always been meaningless before. With Adrienne, it was something akin to an alteration of the very universe.
He reached between them, found her clit, and stroked. Once, twice, on the third rub she cried out, milking his cock with her movements, driving him home in a way he had never known existed. He tried to hold out. The longer, the better it would be for her. But lasting long was clearly not meant to be. Seconds later, their souls connected in the way only two people joined from the inside would be he followed her into what should have been peaceful oblivion with his body spent.
Only it wasn’t.
His gums ached. Hanzi silently cursed the heavens. With Adrienne beneath him, he would not lose control.
Her eyes opened, and she stared at him, her eyes wide, also not sated. What was happening here?
“I know what you need.”
He gripped the side of the couch. Hanzi had to pull out of her, step away, give them both space. Perhaps Feri might be persuaded to help him once more until they figured out what was happening, why his meeting with Adrienne was going so differently than everyone else’s.
“Look at me.”
Hanzi turned his attention to her eyes. They were clear, level-headed. She was not compelled.
“Adrienne, I am not right. I thought I might control the bloodlust. I had some help. I am weak tonight.”
“Hanzi, bite me. Feed from my neck.”
“No.” He was too raw. Her offer was precious, he’d never forget she had made it, but he would not....
She gripped his face again in the way that she did. The third time in as many minutes she had touched him so.
“You can feed off me and not turn me. My body will heal in two weeks. Surely, between the two of us, we can figure out how to handle or give in to the need within a short period of time. Please, Hanzi, I want it too. Tonight, I want you to feed. Off my blood alone.”
His ears roared, and the room turned red. He swallowed back the pressing urgency. No way could he consider feeding if he wasn’t in control.
“I won’t hurt
With a kiss to tell her words he might never be able to say—the truth of what their moment meant to him—he pressed inside her. Even ready, she was still tight around him. He bit back a curse. His woman would be treated gently their first time together.
She pressed her hips forward to draw him closer inside. “I know I seem needy.”
She bit on his neck and he almost spent. Adrienne would be his undoing.
“You’re going to have to believe me, to be so wanton is new for me. I don’t usually...crave. I think I’ve been waiting for you.”
He knew her sentiment exactly. She didn’t need to explain more. After so much time, there weren’t words.
Adrienne fit him akin to a glove. The more she spurred him forward, until he was balls deep inside her.
Tears he hadn’t shed in years filled his eyes. He wouldn’t cry. It would be humiliating. Men simply didn’t do such things. The emotion, however, was there. The perfection. The goodness of Adrienne after never knowing any for so long.
Without moving anything else, he pushed her hair off her forehead so he looked on what had become, in such a short period of time, such a beloved face to him. He would do anything for her. How was tonight happening? Why hadn’t anyone told him it would shatter his walls to have her?
“Hanzi.” She put her hands on both side of his face. “I’m real.”
How did she know what he needed to hear? He kissed her hard and, with a jerk of his hips, moved inside her.
“Yes.” Her eyes closed, and her head fell backwards as her body bucked beneath him. “More.”
More was what he needed too. Her hips answered his push, and soon they were in a dance older than even he was. Her eyes met his, and the smile in them moved his cold soul.
He wasn’t going to last long. Their joining was too much. Pleasure warred with pain. How could sex be both? Hanzi didn’t know. Sex had always been meaningless before. With Adrienne, it was something akin to an alteration of the very universe.
He reached between them, found her clit, and stroked. Once, twice, on the third rub she cried out, milking his cock with her movements, driving him home in a way he had never known existed. He tried to hold out. The longer, the better it would be for her. But lasting long was clearly not meant to be. Seconds later, their souls connected in the way only two people joined from the inside would be he followed her into what should have been peaceful oblivion with his body spent.
Only it wasn’t.
His gums ached. Hanzi silently cursed the heavens. With Adrienne beneath him, he would not lose control.
Her eyes opened, and she stared at him, her eyes wide, also not sated. What was happening here?
“I know what you need.”
He gripped the side of the couch. Hanzi had to pull out of her, step away, give them both space. Perhaps Feri might be persuaded to help him once more until they figured out what was happening, why his meeting with Adrienne was going so differently than everyone else’s.
“Look at me.”
Hanzi turned his attention to her eyes. They were clear, level-headed. She was not compelled.
“Adrienne, I am not right. I thought I might control the bloodlust. I had some help. I am weak tonight.”
“Hanzi, bite me. Feed from my neck.”
“No.” He was too raw. Her offer was precious, he’d never forget she had made it, but he would not....
She gripped his face again in the way that she did. The third time in as many minutes she had touched him so.
“You can feed off me and not turn me. My body will heal in two weeks. Surely, between the two of us, we can figure out how to handle or give in to the need within a short period of time. Please, Hanzi, I want it too. Tonight, I want you to feed. Off my blood alone.”
His ears roared, and the room turned red. He swallowed back the pressing urgency. No way could he consider feeding if he wasn’t in control.
“I won’t hurt
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