Trueblood 01-The-Consolation-Prize

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relaxed, let him sink a little deeper.
    Luka gave a frustrated groan and yanked at his restraints. “I want to touch you.”
    “Touch me with words.”
    As Chloe eased her body down, she whimpered at the intrusion but her pussy gradually stretched to take him, inch by beautiful inch.
    Luka exhaled, a long noisy outrush of air. “You’re a precious gift, Chloe. I can hardly believe you’re real and I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you, but if I don’t get all the way inside you in the next half a second, my dick will never forgive me.”
    Chloe gave one last push and groaned as he slid completely inside her.
    “Luka,” she gasped.
    “Chloe, sweetling, my angel.” He gulped the words. “Oh God, you’re my love.”
    As her body adjusted to the size of him, Chloe began to move, slow at first, lifting her hips a little and then pressing down. Everywhere tingled. Her heart pounded and her lungs struggled to draw enough air. Her hands trembled on his shoulders.
    “Harder,” Luka whispered.
    He canted his hips up to meet hers as she began to drive herself down more firmly. Chloe reached to lock her hands with his and Luka gripped her fingers. She could feel him swelling inside her, every nerve ending responding to his cock’s steely caress. Ribbons of pleasure twisted inside her, winding tighter. Chloe shifted position, changed the angle of her hips to rock and grind her mound against him, allow him to press closer to her clit, and he gave a throaty groan.

    “Come for me, my love,” Luka groaned. “Take me with you. This has to be fast. I need to come inside you now.”
    The words “inside you” slammed into her head and she dragged herself off him, holding herself above his body, his purple-headed cock bereft beneath her. The look on his face froze Chloe’s breath.
    “You bitch. This was a trick?”
    “What?” she gasped, alarmed at his words.
    Luka’s gaze shifted to the door. “Are they out there waiting to take over? Are you priming me for them? I’ve been tricked by a whore?”
    “Luka, no, no. What the hell are you talking about? You were going to come inside me and you can’t do that. I don’t have any protection. I’m not on the pill or anything. I don’t want to get pregnant.”
    Relief smoothed out his face. He dropped his head to the pillow, closed his eyes, and released a choked sigh. “Oh God. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Chloe, you’re not going to get pregnant. You’re not a vampire.”
    “Are you sure?”
    He opened one eye. “Do you drink blood and have to sleep in the daytime?”
    She pretended to swipe him over the head and Luka laughed. “I’m sure,” he said.
    Chloe dropped back into place, impaling herself on his length in one smooth movement that made them both shudder.
    “You feel so good,” he whispered. “So soft and wet and hot and I’d like this to last forever but sweetheart, you have to hurry.”
    Chloe put her hands on his chest, gripped with her thighs, and rode him. She could feel the coil twisting inside her, the sensual tingling between her legs as the muscles in her belly began to contract. Because she’d delayed coming, her body’s need for release was greater, the sensation more intense. She jerked as a biting spasm gripped her uterus. The one following was stronger, the one after felt as though her body was about to break apart. Chloe fell into a firestorm of pleasure as he thrust his hips towards her, forcing her to completion.
    She catapulted towards nirvana, her muscles clenching around him in a tightening spasm, and Luka cried out, arching his hips off the bed. As he came, she felt each warm spurt. Her sheathe wrapped around his cock in a perfect fit, milking every last drop of his cum before she collapsed on his chest.

    Neither of them moved. Chloe doubted she’d be capable of moving for quite some time.
    “Oh, Chloe,” he whispered. “I wish I could hold you.”
    She attempted to get her breathing under control. Her heart was

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