if it was either
Cade or Nico but something tells me it wasn’t. I lean forward so that my hands
are in the wet grass and my wet hair falls into my face. It is raining. Bad
mojo always happens when it rains. Or is it the other way around? Either way I
am more convinced than ever my dream manipulator is manifesting itself into a
menacing presence. I lift my hips and he knows exactly what to do. He knows
where I want him to go and he doesn’t hesitate. They never do. He pushes
against me with a rough shove that makes me cry out. “Oh Aefre,” he growls low,
“I love it when you let me do this.”
Yeah, yeah. It does little for me but my lovers think they
are in heaven so I allow it, every now and again. He is so caught up in his own
pleasure that he has forgotten all about me so I bring my own fingers to myself
and try to play catch up to him, but to no avail. He comes quickly and I am
left wanting, but not for long as he pulls out of me with muttered apologies and
he enters me lower down and brings me to a satisfactory ending. Once again I am
grateful for Vampire constitution that he is ready so quickly to please me
after pleasing himself.
He shoves me down roughly and turns me over to face him.
“One more,” he says. “I am taking every last part of you for myself.”
“Allow me,” I say as I push on his chest to get him to lie
under me. We are soaking wet from the rain that is now bouncing off the floor.
I kiss him, running my hands into his wet hair, and smile against his lips. “So
fucking sexy,” I murmur and track little nips and kisses all the way down his
chest, his stomach, and lower, until I take him in my mouth. He sighs in
pleasure as I work my way up and down. He runs his hands into my tangled hair,
gripping me roughly as he loses control and comes in quick bursts into my
mouth. I swallow quickly and crawl over him, kissing him so he can taste
himself in my mouth. “You owe me one,” I say with a pout and I find myself
under him again. We have moved so far away from our original spot that we are
now practically rolling down the other side of the hill. He bites my bottom lip
viciously. “Don’t look at me like that, Aefre,” he says before he plunges his
tongue into my mouth. I am on fire as he repeats to me what I did to him.
Little nips and kisses all over me. He pauses to pay special attention to my
breasts. He cups the small mound of flesh, pushing it up high, causing my
nipple to stand up close to his mouth. He drops his fangs and bites me gently
and slowly and enters me at the same time as I start to throb. “So easy,” he
says, pulling back. “Always so easy.”
“You like to work for it?”
“No. I like you ready for me, all the time. Whenever I want
you, wherever I want you, however I want you, I want you wet and ready.”
“That’s just being lazy,” I tease him.
“Eager,” he corrects me. “Eager to be inside you, to feel
you so slippery. I want to slide into you with ease. I want to know that I turn
you on with just the thought of what is to come.”
Oh holy crap. I feel myself getting wetter as does he and he
smiles down at me, pleased. “Good girl,” he whispers. “I wish I could go back
to our first time in the barn. Do it all over again.”
“I’m sure I could take us back there,” I say.
“No, I don’t want to see it, I want to feel it. To feel you,
so innocent, so cautious. I want my first time with you again.”
“I don’t,” I say. “It was so embarrassing. I was so naïve,
it was ridiculous.”
“No, it was beautiful. You made me feel something again.”
He locks his arms around me tightly as we both give into the
pleasure and we lie breathless and completely satisfied in each other’s arms.
“Will you still love me when I am fat?” I ask him.
“I beg your pardon?” he asks. “When will you be fat?”
“When I am pregnant. I will be fat and ugly,” I say and pull
my face, remembering the feeling from my dreams.
“Oh, Aefre,” he
Cade or Nico but something tells me it wasn’t. I lean forward so that my hands
are in the wet grass and my wet hair falls into my face. It is raining. Bad
mojo always happens when it rains. Or is it the other way around? Either way I
am more convinced than ever my dream manipulator is manifesting itself into a
menacing presence. I lift my hips and he knows exactly what to do. He knows
where I want him to go and he doesn’t hesitate. They never do. He pushes
against me with a rough shove that makes me cry out. “Oh Aefre,” he growls low,
“I love it when you let me do this.”
Yeah, yeah. It does little for me but my lovers think they
are in heaven so I allow it, every now and again. He is so caught up in his own
pleasure that he has forgotten all about me so I bring my own fingers to myself
and try to play catch up to him, but to no avail. He comes quickly and I am
left wanting, but not for long as he pulls out of me with muttered apologies and
he enters me lower down and brings me to a satisfactory ending. Once again I am
grateful for Vampire constitution that he is ready so quickly to please me
after pleasing himself.
He shoves me down roughly and turns me over to face him.
“One more,” he says. “I am taking every last part of you for myself.”
“Allow me,” I say as I push on his chest to get him to lie
under me. We are soaking wet from the rain that is now bouncing off the floor.
I kiss him, running my hands into his wet hair, and smile against his lips. “So
fucking sexy,” I murmur and track little nips and kisses all the way down his
chest, his stomach, and lower, until I take him in my mouth. He sighs in
pleasure as I work my way up and down. He runs his hands into my tangled hair,
gripping me roughly as he loses control and comes in quick bursts into my
mouth. I swallow quickly and crawl over him, kissing him so he can taste
himself in my mouth. “You owe me one,” I say with a pout and I find myself
under him again. We have moved so far away from our original spot that we are
now practically rolling down the other side of the hill. He bites my bottom lip
viciously. “Don’t look at me like that, Aefre,” he says before he plunges his
tongue into my mouth. I am on fire as he repeats to me what I did to him.
Little nips and kisses all over me. He pauses to pay special attention to my
breasts. He cups the small mound of flesh, pushing it up high, causing my
nipple to stand up close to his mouth. He drops his fangs and bites me gently
and slowly and enters me at the same time as I start to throb. “So easy,” he
says, pulling back. “Always so easy.”
“You like to work for it?”
“No. I like you ready for me, all the time. Whenever I want
you, wherever I want you, however I want you, I want you wet and ready.”
“That’s just being lazy,” I tease him.
“Eager,” he corrects me. “Eager to be inside you, to feel
you so slippery. I want to slide into you with ease. I want to know that I turn
you on with just the thought of what is to come.”
Oh holy crap. I feel myself getting wetter as does he and he
smiles down at me, pleased. “Good girl,” he whispers. “I wish I could go back
to our first time in the barn. Do it all over again.”
“I’m sure I could take us back there,” I say.
“No, I don’t want to see it, I want to feel it. To feel you,
so innocent, so cautious. I want my first time with you again.”
“I don’t,” I say. “It was so embarrassing. I was so naïve,
it was ridiculous.”
“No, it was beautiful. You made me feel something again.”
He locks his arms around me tightly as we both give into the
pleasure and we lie breathless and completely satisfied in each other’s arms.
“Will you still love me when I am fat?” I ask him.
“I beg your pardon?” he asks. “When will you be fat?”
“When I am pregnant. I will be fat and ugly,” I say and pull
my face, remembering the feeling from my dreams.
“Oh, Aefre,” he
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