his
little nose is quivering.”
His
hand stopped. His chin dropped down onto her shoulder. The leer had turned into
a wide grin. “That’s because he smells something delicious.” He grabbed hold of
her hand and dragged it back to his hard flesh. “Have I mentioned he loves to
be petted?”
She
curled her hand around his shaft, but refused to be coaxed closer to the head
of his cock. “Are you sure it’s safe? He’s drooling an awful lot. Has he had
his shots?”
She
giggled madly when he picked her up and pinned her against the wall.
“Drooling?” He palmed her thighs, spreading her wide. She didn’t fight him. She
wanted this just as much as he did. She wrapped her legs around his waist, let
her heels rest on the top of his truly amazing ass. “I’ll show you drooling,
you little witch.”
She
wasn’t afraid of him. How could she be? He was smiling down at her, his hazel
eyes gleaming with laughter and something else, something it was too soon to
put a name to. At the most, she was willing to call it affection. It was a good
start, one they could build on.
An
even better start was when he began to kiss her, the minty taste of his
toothpaste mingling with his own heady flavor. His palm slid down her body. His
fingers paused at her nipple ring, twisted it until she was gasping into his
mouth. Tabby tightened her legs and tilted her hips, an invitation he accepted.
His hand wandered south again, curled around her pussy until his fingers were
stroking her clit in easy circles. He slid his cock between the wet folds of
her pussy, teased her until she was damn near ready to beg. “Alex?”
“Tell
me you want me.”
She
gulped. His eyes were bleeding to brown, his fangs descending. The mark on her
neck throbbed in time with her clit. “I want you, Alex.”
The
head of his cock slid home, stretching her wide. His lips brushed against hers,
kept them in an almost-there kiss. He ignored her attempts to deepen it, to
bring him into her mouth the way he’d entered her body. He rocked them together
with lazy motions, their gazes locked together. It was a coupling completely
unlike what they’d done the night before. Last night had been about staking a
primal claim on each other.
This
was…something else. Something she hadn’t known was possible. The hurried
fucking she’d done with her teenage sweetheart, the one-night stand she’d had
since rejoining the human race, hadn’t prepared her for making love with Alex.
She
clenched around him. She understood what this sweet, lazy fucking was. This was
just as much a claim on her as the other, but where last night had been about
her body, this morning was about her heart.
His
lips pursed and he took the kiss his mouth had promised. The hot water beat
down on his back. His buttocks flexed beneath her heels as he thrust over and
over, the sweet slide dragging her closer and closer to orgasm. His hand left
her pussy to curl around her hip, the strength of his hold almost bruising.
“Tabby,” he breathed into her. His eyes closed and she knew he was close.
She
wanted, needed to come with him. Her hand reached down and took off where his
had left off, stroking herself. She was so damn close. “Alex. Bite me. Please.”
His
eyes flew open. His chin brushed against hers, his mouth nipping its way down
to her shoulder. She felt her own fangs descend and knew she’d mark him when
they came.
His
teeth pierced her, throwing her into her orgasm. He groaned as she bit into
him, marking him once more. She rode his cock and the never-ending orgasm that
flowed through them both.
They
were both quivering at the end. Less intense than last night, it was
nonetheless just as profound. She’d never had an orgasm last that long before,
the sweet flood of pleasure going on and on that way.
She
wanted that again, that feeling of belonging.
She
licked his wound closed. Her head dropped back against the tiles. The only
thing she wanted to do was crawl right back into the
little nose is quivering.”
His
hand stopped. His chin dropped down onto her shoulder. The leer had turned into
a wide grin. “That’s because he smells something delicious.” He grabbed hold of
her hand and dragged it back to his hard flesh. “Have I mentioned he loves to
be petted?”
She
curled her hand around his shaft, but refused to be coaxed closer to the head
of his cock. “Are you sure it’s safe? He’s drooling an awful lot. Has he had
his shots?”
She
giggled madly when he picked her up and pinned her against the wall.
“Drooling?” He palmed her thighs, spreading her wide. She didn’t fight him. She
wanted this just as much as he did. She wrapped her legs around his waist, let
her heels rest on the top of his truly amazing ass. “I’ll show you drooling,
you little witch.”
She
wasn’t afraid of him. How could she be? He was smiling down at her, his hazel
eyes gleaming with laughter and something else, something it was too soon to
put a name to. At the most, she was willing to call it affection. It was a good
start, one they could build on.
An
even better start was when he began to kiss her, the minty taste of his
toothpaste mingling with his own heady flavor. His palm slid down her body. His
fingers paused at her nipple ring, twisted it until she was gasping into his
mouth. Tabby tightened her legs and tilted her hips, an invitation he accepted.
His hand wandered south again, curled around her pussy until his fingers were
stroking her clit in easy circles. He slid his cock between the wet folds of
her pussy, teased her until she was damn near ready to beg. “Alex?”
“Tell
me you want me.”
She
gulped. His eyes were bleeding to brown, his fangs descending. The mark on her
neck throbbed in time with her clit. “I want you, Alex.”
The
head of his cock slid home, stretching her wide. His lips brushed against hers,
kept them in an almost-there kiss. He ignored her attempts to deepen it, to
bring him into her mouth the way he’d entered her body. He rocked them together
with lazy motions, their gazes locked together. It was a coupling completely
unlike what they’d done the night before. Last night had been about staking a
primal claim on each other.
This
was…something else. Something she hadn’t known was possible. The hurried
fucking she’d done with her teenage sweetheart, the one-night stand she’d had
since rejoining the human race, hadn’t prepared her for making love with Alex.
She
clenched around him. She understood what this sweet, lazy fucking was. This was
just as much a claim on her as the other, but where last night had been about
her body, this morning was about her heart.
His
lips pursed and he took the kiss his mouth had promised. The hot water beat
down on his back. His buttocks flexed beneath her heels as he thrust over and
over, the sweet slide dragging her closer and closer to orgasm. His hand left
her pussy to curl around her hip, the strength of his hold almost bruising.
“Tabby,” he breathed into her. His eyes closed and she knew he was close.
She
wanted, needed to come with him. Her hand reached down and took off where his
had left off, stroking herself. She was so damn close. “Alex. Bite me. Please.”
His
eyes flew open. His chin brushed against hers, his mouth nipping its way down
to her shoulder. She felt her own fangs descend and knew she’d mark him when
they came.
His
teeth pierced her, throwing her into her orgasm. He groaned as she bit into
him, marking him once more. She rode his cock and the never-ending orgasm that
flowed through them both.
They
were both quivering at the end. Less intense than last night, it was
nonetheless just as profound. She’d never had an orgasm last that long before,
the sweet flood of pleasure going on and on that way.
She
wanted that again, that feeling of belonging.
She
licked his wound closed. Her head dropped back against the tiles. The only
thing she wanted to do was crawl right back into the
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