so deeply within herself she could feel her womb.
God...her womb. It was so empty...would always be empty--?
Her hand, shiny and flexed with her own power, stilled at his words, her eyes opened to slits.
Her core shook so badly, she nearly disobeyed him. Release herself? God, she didn’t want to. But he was her master and she slipped her hand from her body and sat up. She sucked in a breath as her sensitive clit made contact with the rough fabric of her jeans.
Alexander’s command echoed in her mind causing her skin to blister and the mark – mark - behind her ear to vibrate. In seconds, she was up, fumbling to refastened her jeans as she ran for the door. The hallway was clear, elevator was empty, and she didn’t even have to push the button for the roof. It was done the moment the door closed.
Her heart pounded as the metal box pushed upward. Her anger was there, still there – her frustration, all of it, but it didn’t cloud the fact that Alexander Roman was the goddamn love of her life. He was her other half, why she slept sweetly and was thrilled to wake. And whatever they decided for their future they would always have each other.
The doors barely opened before Alexander’s hand clamped around her arm and tugged her out onto the roof. She whimpered and heaved herself into his arms.
That’s when she noticed what he was wearing.
A long black coat.
Alexander guided her to the roofline, leaned back against the railing and let the wind take the folds of his coat as he quickly removed her jeans and underwear. Sara’s gaze caught on the hard length of his cock, standing up straight and ready, and her cunt quivered in anticipation. With a growl of need, with impatience, Alexander lifted her up and placed her down on his shaft.
Sara gasped, impaled. So deliciously impaled.
There was nothing like it, nothing that could rival it.
Alexander groaned, “The most perfect motherfucking fit ever.” He kissed her frantically, his mouth devouring hers like the hungry, possessive vampire he was. He gripped her buttocks, his fingers digging into her flesh as he worked her over, thrust so deeply into her that she lost her breath. He put no thoughts into her mind only action into her body. Maybe it was because, like her, he was too caught up in what they were doing, feeling, or maybe their closeness was all he’d really been after in the first place. Whatever the reason, as he stretched her, impaled her, pounded into her, he continued to kiss her mouth, consume her breath.
Sara couldn’t help herself. She trembled uncontrollably, her hips slamming against his groin. She was so close, her cunt squeezing its beloved so tightly she knew the fireworks were about to hit.
Possessed and starving, Alexander’s breathing turned raspy, guttural against her mouth, and when he opened her wide and suckled her tongue, the muscles around her cunt rippled… spasmed, then exploded with heat – with delectable tremor after tremor.
Sara cried out and bucked frantically against him, her nails scratching at his skin as she sent her true mate into four massive, battering thrusts than ended in the hottest snarling climax of Alex’s long life.
It was moments before they recovered. Clinging to each other, shaking, both breathing in gulps of air as the night closed in around them – their eyes found each other and locked.
“ Alex…” she uttered softly, desperately. “My Alex…” God, she loved him so…
“ I’m afraid, Sara,” he whispered harshly, gripping her buttocks, pulling her closer, keeping his cock inside of her where it was home and happy.
She reached out and touched his face, her eyes imploring him. “Tell me. Please.”
“ If we do this...” He shook his head. “I will make such mistakes.”
Her heart surged. Smiling gently, she nodded. She understood him now. “So will I.”
“ I would need to learn patience.”
“ Me
God...her womb. It was so empty...would always be empty--?
Her hand, shiny and flexed with her own power, stilled at his words, her eyes opened to slits.
Her core shook so badly, she nearly disobeyed him. Release herself? God, she didn’t want to. But he was her master and she slipped her hand from her body and sat up. She sucked in a breath as her sensitive clit made contact with the rough fabric of her jeans.
Alexander’s command echoed in her mind causing her skin to blister and the mark – mark - behind her ear to vibrate. In seconds, she was up, fumbling to refastened her jeans as she ran for the door. The hallway was clear, elevator was empty, and she didn’t even have to push the button for the roof. It was done the moment the door closed.
Her heart pounded as the metal box pushed upward. Her anger was there, still there – her frustration, all of it, but it didn’t cloud the fact that Alexander Roman was the goddamn love of her life. He was her other half, why she slept sweetly and was thrilled to wake. And whatever they decided for their future they would always have each other.
The doors barely opened before Alexander’s hand clamped around her arm and tugged her out onto the roof. She whimpered and heaved herself into his arms.
That’s when she noticed what he was wearing.
A long black coat.
Alexander guided her to the roofline, leaned back against the railing and let the wind take the folds of his coat as he quickly removed her jeans and underwear. Sara’s gaze caught on the hard length of his cock, standing up straight and ready, and her cunt quivered in anticipation. With a growl of need, with impatience, Alexander lifted her up and placed her down on his shaft.
Sara gasped, impaled. So deliciously impaled.
There was nothing like it, nothing that could rival it.
Alexander groaned, “The most perfect motherfucking fit ever.” He kissed her frantically, his mouth devouring hers like the hungry, possessive vampire he was. He gripped her buttocks, his fingers digging into her flesh as he worked her over, thrust so deeply into her that she lost her breath. He put no thoughts into her mind only action into her body. Maybe it was because, like her, he was too caught up in what they were doing, feeling, or maybe their closeness was all he’d really been after in the first place. Whatever the reason, as he stretched her, impaled her, pounded into her, he continued to kiss her mouth, consume her breath.
Sara couldn’t help herself. She trembled uncontrollably, her hips slamming against his groin. She was so close, her cunt squeezing its beloved so tightly she knew the fireworks were about to hit.
Possessed and starving, Alexander’s breathing turned raspy, guttural against her mouth, and when he opened her wide and suckled her tongue, the muscles around her cunt rippled… spasmed, then exploded with heat – with delectable tremor after tremor.
Sara cried out and bucked frantically against him, her nails scratching at his skin as she sent her true mate into four massive, battering thrusts than ended in the hottest snarling climax of Alex’s long life.
It was moments before they recovered. Clinging to each other, shaking, both breathing in gulps of air as the night closed in around them – their eyes found each other and locked.
“ Alex…” she uttered softly, desperately. “My Alex…” God, she loved him so…
“ I’m afraid, Sara,” he whispered harshly, gripping her buttocks, pulling her closer, keeping his cock inside of her where it was home and happy.
She reached out and touched his face, her eyes imploring him. “Tell me. Please.”
“ If we do this...” He shook his head. “I will make such mistakes.”
Her heart surged. Smiling gently, she nodded. She understood him now. “So will I.”
“ I would need to learn patience.”
“ Me
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