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teeth sank into her bottom lip. He narrowed his eyes at the sight. “And, so long as I can’t bite you, no biting yourself.” His thumb pulled the plump skin free of her teeth then rubbed across it. He couldn’t begin to allow himself to imagine her doing the biting. “Fuck.”
Now that she was so exposed to him, he took full advantage. He started on the breasts he’d been admiring so greedily all night. They filled his hands with warm weight and he licked and kissed and suckled her pebbled nipples deep into his mouth. He worked back and forth between them, his fingers massaging and tugging the mound his lips weren’t worshipping. She moaned and pushed herself further into his mouth and squeezed her thighs together.
Kael smiled at her squirming and dropped to his knees. Giving no warning, he pulled Shayla’s legs out from under her and lifted them over his shoulders until her thighs rested on them. Her gasp of surprise morphed into a guttural cry when he anchored his mouth against her swollen, wet lips. He sucked and licked and penetrated her with his tongue. Her juices flooded his senses and coated his throat, taking the worst of the edge off his demanding thirst, but it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough, with her.
Shayla whimpered and pleaded between cries and moans. “Kael,” she rasped, igniting a wave of his own pleasure at her free use of his name. “Ka—” His name trailed off into a throaty scream as her orgasm exploded around his mouth and radiated through the rest of her body in a series of muscle spasms. Her euphoria was magnificent.
“More, Shayla. Again.” Making sure her sensitive flesh was well coated with his soothing saliva, he nicked her swollen lip with his fang. She screamed and bucked when he surrounded the cut and her clit with his lips and sucked her flesh and blood over and over again.
Kael’s body was in heaven and hell. His cock swelled and leaked against his thighs. His sac, high and tight, ached for release. But her taste was so fucking rich and luscious—and, Christ Almighty , her blood was thick and warm and totally life-giving—he couldn’t give any of it up without at least one more fast flow of her cream down his throat. And he wanted her delirious and boneless with pleasure.
Her keening and clenching muscles told him when she was on the verge. “No, no. I…I can’t. No more. Mmm, Kael…oh, God, don’t stop—“
Her babbling cut off abruptly as her orgasm stole her breath. Her thighs squeezed his face and her whole body thrashed. Kael supported her entire weight to insure the restraints didn’t harm her wrists or shoulders. But her ecstasy was glorious and unleashed a raw feeling of masculine pride in his chest. He devoured every bit of her release, relished her sweet taste, her complete submission to his will. And what he willed was her pleasure. Tonight. Forever.
When Shayla’s muscles quieted, her whole body sagged. Kael eased out from under her, rose and, with a quick flick of his wrist, removed the bonds. She collapsed against him, her movements so fluid someone seeing her might’ve thought her drunk.
“Shh, dear heart. I have you.”
She nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck. Competing reactions erupted. The gesture was sweet and comforting, and tugged at his heart. But the proximity of her mouth to his throat also spiked his arousal as it conjured imaginings of her opening her mouth, drinking.
Sucking in a breath that failed to calm, Kael lifted Shayla into his arms and gently laid her atop his tartan robes on the bed.
Shayla blinked her eyes open and found herself sprawled out on the bed. Her arm brushed something soft and comfortable, and she recalled Kael spreading out his robes. She stretched and fought the urge to curl up and snuggle into them. His scent lingered all around her. Kael .
She turned her head and found him. His hard body pressed against the length of her side. A light sheen of sweat covered his brow and his
Now that she was so exposed to him, he took full advantage. He started on the breasts he’d been admiring so greedily all night. They filled his hands with warm weight and he licked and kissed and suckled her pebbled nipples deep into his mouth. He worked back and forth between them, his fingers massaging and tugging the mound his lips weren’t worshipping. She moaned and pushed herself further into his mouth and squeezed her thighs together.
Kael smiled at her squirming and dropped to his knees. Giving no warning, he pulled Shayla’s legs out from under her and lifted them over his shoulders until her thighs rested on them. Her gasp of surprise morphed into a guttural cry when he anchored his mouth against her swollen, wet lips. He sucked and licked and penetrated her with his tongue. Her juices flooded his senses and coated his throat, taking the worst of the edge off his demanding thirst, but it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough, with her.
Shayla whimpered and pleaded between cries and moans. “Kael,” she rasped, igniting a wave of his own pleasure at her free use of his name. “Ka—” His name trailed off into a throaty scream as her orgasm exploded around his mouth and radiated through the rest of her body in a series of muscle spasms. Her euphoria was magnificent.
“More, Shayla. Again.” Making sure her sensitive flesh was well coated with his soothing saliva, he nicked her swollen lip with his fang. She screamed and bucked when he surrounded the cut and her clit with his lips and sucked her flesh and blood over and over again.
Kael’s body was in heaven and hell. His cock swelled and leaked against his thighs. His sac, high and tight, ached for release. But her taste was so fucking rich and luscious—and, Christ Almighty , her blood was thick and warm and totally life-giving—he couldn’t give any of it up without at least one more fast flow of her cream down his throat. And he wanted her delirious and boneless with pleasure.
Her keening and clenching muscles told him when she was on the verge. “No, no. I…I can’t. No more. Mmm, Kael…oh, God, don’t stop—“
Her babbling cut off abruptly as her orgasm stole her breath. Her thighs squeezed his face and her whole body thrashed. Kael supported her entire weight to insure the restraints didn’t harm her wrists or shoulders. But her ecstasy was glorious and unleashed a raw feeling of masculine pride in his chest. He devoured every bit of her release, relished her sweet taste, her complete submission to his will. And what he willed was her pleasure. Tonight. Forever.
When Shayla’s muscles quieted, her whole body sagged. Kael eased out from under her, rose and, with a quick flick of his wrist, removed the bonds. She collapsed against him, her movements so fluid someone seeing her might’ve thought her drunk.
“Shh, dear heart. I have you.”
She nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck. Competing reactions erupted. The gesture was sweet and comforting, and tugged at his heart. But the proximity of her mouth to his throat also spiked his arousal as it conjured imaginings of her opening her mouth, drinking.
Sucking in a breath that failed to calm, Kael lifted Shayla into his arms and gently laid her atop his tartan robes on the bed.
Shayla blinked her eyes open and found herself sprawled out on the bed. Her arm brushed something soft and comfortable, and she recalled Kael spreading out his robes. She stretched and fought the urge to curl up and snuggle into them. His scent lingered all around her. Kael .
She turned her head and found him. His hard body pressed against the length of her side. A light sheen of sweat covered his brow and his
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