Trueblood 01-The-Consolation-Prize

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    “But…I’m not opposed to the idea of you trying to tire me out,” he said, his voice hoarse.
    Chloe lifted her head. Luka smiled and his eyes darkened. Oh God, vampire or not, he was the most enticing man she’d ever seen. She’d be doing him a favor, right? It was partly her fault he was in this state. So the decent thing to do was help him out, and if she helped herself out at the same time, well that was just a bonus. Chloe pulled her T-shirt over her head. Luka stopped smiling. When she stood up to unzip her jeans, he moaned.

    “Oh God, I really want to hold you,” Luka whispered.
    Before she lost her nerve, Chloe unclipped her bra and dropped it. Luka gave a rumbling growl.
    Her jeans and panties followed her bra and he went silent, staring without blinking at her naked body. The only thing that let Chloe know he wanted her was his rock-hard erection. His cock seemed to get longer, thicker and more rocklike each time she looked, and more irresistible and intimidating the longer she looked. She chewed her lower lip.
    Dimly aware that she was about to deplete his energy and undo some of the good done by her voluntary blood donation, Chloe straddled his body, kneeling up on the bed. She stroked his face with her hands, running her fingers along his cheeks and down his corded neck to his shoulders.
    “Your face is so --”
    “Vampires don’t need to shave.”
    “How did you know I was going to say soft? I might have been going to say ugly.”
    “Were you?”
    Chloe shook her head. “You’re the best looking man I’ve ever seen. That’s probably why I’ve taken my clothes off. I’m not usually like this. I --”
    “Chloe, it’s okay. This isn’t wrong. The way I’m being held against my will is wrong. The way they’re trying to force me to give them my seed is wrong. You and I, we’re not wrong. I don’t remember when something felt this right.”
    Her arm started to itch like crazy. What if she was allergic to him? Too bad. She’d take medication. As she leaned to rub her belly along his cock, still slippery with oil, she felt her body tighten. Luka lifted his head, reached for her mouth, and Chloe dropped her breasts to his chest, her mouth to his. The moment his lips touched hers, she was lost, swept away on a riptide of delight.
    Chloe didn’t think she’d ever been kissed like this. He sucked and nibbled, each touch of his tongue and lips electrifying every nerve ending. He stole her air, but then she forgot to breathe; he stole her control and she forgot she ever had it. Luka tasted intoxicatingly different. It filtered through her mind she could be tasting her blood; then the thought washed away in the ecstasy of the moment. He growled into her mouth and Chloe felt the echoing pull between her legs.
    When Chloe dragged her head back to gulp air into her struggling lungs, she saw in the deep pools of his eyes how much he needed her and knew this went beyond anything she’d ever experienced. Not just sex, there was a connection between them.
    “Chloe, my angel, I could spend a lifetime kissing you but if those murderous bitches turn up now, they’ll get what they want from me. I have to be inside you.”

    She knew that he wasn’t a let-someone-else-take-control kind of guy, but he had no choice and a little bit of Chloe was glad that this first time everything was up to her. First time, huh, as if there was going to be a load more . So this might be all she got and she was determined to enjoy it.
    Chloe wrapped her fingers around his hot, hard shaft and held it against the entrance to her body.
    Ah God, he was big . She hesitated, rubbing him along her folds.
    “Don’t tease,” he said with a grunt.
    “Sorry.”
    “Not when I don’t get to tease you back.”
    Chloe took her eyes from his cock and looked at his face. He smiled. She eased herself down a little further onto his silky cock. It was wet with precum, but she was wetter. She clenched around him, and as she

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