Odyssey (The Vampire Destiny Series Companion Book 1) by Alexandra Anthony Page B

seductress…and even though my control was shattered, I was not ready to surrender just yet.  The pads of my fingers resumed their path down her luscious body at a remarkably slow pace until they met her hipbones.  My hands grasped the inside of her thighs, pressing them open as wide as possible.
My tongue darted out when I saw her wet sex completely open and ready for me.  Her thighs were slick with her mouthwatering juices, her pussy swollen and begging for me.
In my long life, I had never been so aroused.  My cock throbbed, aching to bury myself in her depths…but first, first I had to taste her.
“Fucking beautiful,” I mumbled, placing an open-mouthed kiss against her clit, letting my tongue simply taste her.  There was nothing I could compare the flavor of her to; she was sweet and spicy, more delectable than her blood ever would be.  It was if I was starving for her taste; my lips moved to kiss the inside of each thigh all the way to the crease on the side of her folds, tracing my tongue along her wetness.  Finally, I took one long lick from her entrance to return to her clit, twirling my tongue hungrily around it.
“Josephine,” I murmured against her tenderly.  Her eyes flickered to focus on me and they were nearly black, hooded with desire.  She arched against me, moaning from the combination of my eyes watching her and my mouth and fingers pleasuring her.  Her hands frantically grasped at the covers and her head thrashed against the pillows.
She was wild and uncontrollable, uttering incoherent words as I took her with my mouth.  She writhed against me, her hips bucking against my face as my tongue delved deep within her.  I was merciless with her, using my thumbs to hold her folds open and to tease her clit.  She was close to reaching orgasm and I backed off, replacing my tongue with two of my fingers, slowly sliding them into the tight sheath that hugged me like a second skin.
“I do not know if I can stop,” I moaned against her, my fingers rhythmically curling up against her slick walls.  She was fantastically tight and wet…and ready for more.
“Don't stop,” she replied desperately.  “Ever.  Please….please.”
Her words floored me, causing a moment of hesitation.  I had loved this creature for 200 years, and it was her heartfelt, broken words that tore into my very soul.
I was no longer driven by desire alone.  For me, this was a culmination of everything I had anticipated and my movements became sensual as I pressed my body against her, slipping one of my hands between us to guide my hard cock into her at an almost agonizingly slow pace, giving not only her time to adjust to my size, but also allowing me a moment to gather myself from the ecstasy of the moment.
When I was fully sheathed inside of her, I stilled above her.  My body yearned for release simply by being enveloped in such tight, blazing heat.  I pressed a kiss to her lips before I withdrew and plunged back in, my thrusts shallow and slow.
It was sensory overload.  Her engulfing warmth, her slick, tight pussy gripping and tugging me deeper…if I met my final death at this moment, I would have no regrets.  I was finally complete.
“Stefan, I need you to fuck me… I can't…I need you…I need this,” Josephine implored hoarsely and clutched at my arms, her nails digging into my flesh.  Her growing desire fueled my own and I could no longer be gentle.
I snapped and forgot everything except the woman in my arms.  My movements became precise and systematic.  I shackled her wrists in my hands.  I withdrew my cock completely, only to slam back inside of her as I growled with desperation.  I repeated the motion until she boldly begged me for more.  When I refused, she dragged her legs back and slightly tilted her hips, drawing me closer and giving her the friction she needed.
We were wild, lost in this moment and one another.  Grabbing her ankle and throwing it over my shoulder, I groaned at the new sensation