Read Online With You In Spirit (The Bassinville Witches Series) by Miranda Stork - Free Book Online Page B

and of her with ease, sinking in deep as she mewled and moaned. Caden’s thoughts began to grow hazy as he felt her tightening around his length, her breaths getting quicker and shallower as she grew close. He looked down at her, gritting his teeth. “Has anyone else ever made you feel like this.” he murmured. Catherine said nothing, but moaned again.
    Caden paused, though it killed him to feel that giving flesh gripping his shaft like a silken glove. Tilting his head towards her, he asked, in a dangerous tone, “Tell me, Catherine, or I won’t continue.”
    Her eyes opened wide, and she nodded frantically. “No-one, Caden…n-nobody has ever made me feel like this, ever.”
    He grinned wickedly and stroked his hand along her soft thigh. “Spread your legs wider.” Almost to his surprise, she complied, surrendering herself further to him. He sank himself deep into her, the demon inside of him clawing to the surface, as he liked along her skin, tasting her, savouring her. Bending his head, he grazed his fangs along her neck, the tiniest touch as he thrust in and out, sending her spiralling closer and closer to the edge.
    To his surprise, Catherine grabbed his head, pulling him closer to her neck. “I don’t know what you want to do…but that felt good…don’t stop!”
    No, no… The demon inside of him awoke fully, driving him to possess her, to make her his.
    He felt the pressure begin to build in his shaft as he pounded into her, almost making her teeth chatter with the force of the thrusts. Her soft moan sounded in his ear, and he crashed over the edge, bringing her with him. As her high-pitched cries sounded on and on, he sank his teeth, without thinking, straight into her tender throat. As his own orgasm raged through him, and the feeling of hers, her pussy fluttering around his cock, the taste of her metallic blood landed on his tongue. Closing his eyes in pleasure, he suckled on her, her rich, warm blood flooding through his system.
    Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide in shock. What the fuck am I doing?
    He turned his head, ready to apologise to Catherine, but a thrill ran through him, as he realised she could feel it as well. She was still writhing under him, pinned by his length. She slowly opened her eyes, a dazed look across them, and smiled at him.
    “I don’t know how you did that, but it felt amazing.”
    Laughing in relief, he cuddled into her, breathing in her sweet scent. “I don’t know how I did it either, but it did feel amazing. I’ve never felt anything like that in my whole life.”
    Catherine shuffled off him, turning on her side so that she was facing him. She smiled, and ran her hand along his cheek. “And how long is your whole life?”
    “So far? About one hundred and eighty-six years old. Give or take. I think it’s that, but I may have lost count sometime around the Thirties.” He shrugged, and pulled her closer against him, so that he could wrap his arm around her; as if to make sure she wouldn’t leave him.
    “Wow. So…when you were talking about your step-mother and father…?”
    Caden settled onto the pillow, his other hand lazily stroking her silky hair. “I was telling the truth. Although their ranch was one of the first ranches. The cotton industry had never really appealed to either of them.”
    Catherine shook her head, smiling. “I still can’t believe it. That you’re actually a vampire.” Suddenly she thought of something, and the colour drained from her face. “Wait. You bit me-I’m not going to-!”
    “No. There has to be a ritual first, don’t worry. I would never do anything you didn’t want me to do.”
    Calming down, Catherine sank back into the pillow again. “You know…I kind of have my own secret I want to tell you too. I’m-“
    “A Wiccan?” Caden grinned at her, enjoying her look of horror and surprise.
    “What the…how did you know?”
    “You don’t live as long as I do, and learn a few things about people. I passed through here