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sexual encounter that Devereux loved to have his fangs sucked on as much as another part of his anatomy. In fact, sliding my tongue up and down his canines had the same effect as what I planned to do Page 28
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I started to ease my hand down toward the hardness pushing against my stomach, when he captured my hands, raised them over my head, and climbed on top of me.
He used his legs to nudge mine apart and simply slid inside.
I moaned deep in my throat. Oh, yeah. That’s a good plan, too.
He lifted his mouth just enough to mumble, “I have missed you these last few days. I hate when I must be away, but it cannot be helped. All I could think about was this. Filling you. Having you wrap your legs around me while I make love to you. Listening to your heartbeat. Possessing you.” He lowered his lips back to mine.
Whoa.That was pretty much all I could think about at that moment, as well. But, I’m sure he knew that, since he had the extra key to my mind.
His wish came true as he began thrusting vigorously. I wrapped my legs around his hips and took him as deep as I could. Within seconds, a delicious orgasm built, and I felt his subtle contractions as he approached his own edge.
Giving another marvelous groan, he broke the kiss and whispered, “Will you give me your blood, my love?”
“Definitely yes,” I mumbled, turning my head so he could lick the welcoming vein in my neck.
Geez. What is it about that question? Why does it always melt me into a puddle of hormonal goo?
He angled his head, kissed his way down my exposed throat, and gently pushed the tips of his fangs through my skin. His soft hair flowed across my breasts. We both moaned.
Having him thrusting inside me and sucking blood from my neck was the most extraordinary feeling ever.
Wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through my body, and, as always, the sense of being separate dissolved and we became one being. Merged in every way. Soul to soul. Each experiencing the other’s arousal and release. Vampire sex with Devereux was an off-the-chart thrill.
I screamed as my body spasmed in bliss. My muscles tightened around his erection as he came. After a few seconds, he lifted his mouth from my vein, slid his tongue over the tiny holes to stop the bleeding, and brought his lips back to mine.
Tasting my own blood on his lips had become exciting—intimate. I’d grown accustomed to the flavor and even occasionally wondered what it would be like to sample his. Of course, I wouldn’t do that. Even though Devereux had assured me that the process of becoming a vampire was much more complicated than the literary or movie versions, I didn’t want to take any chances.
And how could I possibly exist without margaritas or chocolate?
Sensing him looking at me, I opened my eyes.
He raised his head, slid his tongue over his upper lip, and smiled down at me. “I apologize for being so impatient, for leaving out the delightful foreplay, as you call it, but I simply could not hold back.”
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“Well, I guess I’ll forgive you this time.” I pretended to be serious. “Although, I wouldn’t want you to get into the habit of ignoring the appetizer in favor of the entrée.” Devereux definitely gave good appetizer.
“Not to throw cold water on this tender moment, but you’re getting a little heavy there, Fabio. Do you think you could scoot that delicious body of yours over a little so I can breathe? Some of us don’t have the choice of whether to suck in air or not, you know.” Calling him Fabio was a little joke between us.
He didn’t really resemble the aging cover model, but he understood what I meant by the reference.
In the blink of an eye, he was lying next to me. “Ah, how careless of me. I would not want to suffocate the love of my life.”
“The love of your life?” I turned to
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I started to ease my hand down toward the hardness pushing against my stomach, when he captured my hands, raised them over my head, and climbed on top of me.
He used his legs to nudge mine apart and simply slid inside.
I moaned deep in my throat. Oh, yeah. That’s a good plan, too.
He lifted his mouth just enough to mumble, “I have missed you these last few days. I hate when I must be away, but it cannot be helped. All I could think about was this. Filling you. Having you wrap your legs around me while I make love to you. Listening to your heartbeat. Possessing you.” He lowered his lips back to mine.
Whoa.That was pretty much all I could think about at that moment, as well. But, I’m sure he knew that, since he had the extra key to my mind.
His wish came true as he began thrusting vigorously. I wrapped my legs around his hips and took him as deep as I could. Within seconds, a delicious orgasm built, and I felt his subtle contractions as he approached his own edge.
Giving another marvelous groan, he broke the kiss and whispered, “Will you give me your blood, my love?”
“Definitely yes,” I mumbled, turning my head so he could lick the welcoming vein in my neck.
Geez. What is it about that question? Why does it always melt me into a puddle of hormonal goo?
He angled his head, kissed his way down my exposed throat, and gently pushed the tips of his fangs through my skin. His soft hair flowed across my breasts. We both moaned.
Having him thrusting inside me and sucking blood from my neck was the most extraordinary feeling ever.
Wave after wave of pleasure pulsed through my body, and, as always, the sense of being separate dissolved and we became one being. Merged in every way. Soul to soul. Each experiencing the other’s arousal and release. Vampire sex with Devereux was an off-the-chart thrill.
I screamed as my body spasmed in bliss. My muscles tightened around his erection as he came. After a few seconds, he lifted his mouth from my vein, slid his tongue over the tiny holes to stop the bleeding, and brought his lips back to mine.
Tasting my own blood on his lips had become exciting—intimate. I’d grown accustomed to the flavor and even occasionally wondered what it would be like to sample his. Of course, I wouldn’t do that. Even though Devereux had assured me that the process of becoming a vampire was much more complicated than the literary or movie versions, I didn’t want to take any chances.
And how could I possibly exist without margaritas or chocolate?
Sensing him looking at me, I opened my eyes.
He raised his head, slid his tongue over his upper lip, and smiled down at me. “I apologize for being so impatient, for leaving out the delightful foreplay, as you call it, but I simply could not hold back.”
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“Well, I guess I’ll forgive you this time.” I pretended to be serious. “Although, I wouldn’t want you to get into the habit of ignoring the appetizer in favor of the entrée.” Devereux definitely gave good appetizer.
“Not to throw cold water on this tender moment, but you’re getting a little heavy there, Fabio. Do you think you could scoot that delicious body of yours over a little so I can breathe? Some of us don’t have the choice of whether to suck in air or not, you know.” Calling him Fabio was a little joke between us.
He didn’t really resemble the aging cover model, but he understood what I meant by the reference.
In the blink of an eye, he was lying next to me. “Ah, how careless of me. I would not want to suffocate the love of my life.”
“The love of your life?” I turned to
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