Page 15 of Immortal Burden

I deepened the kiss and he followed my lead, opening for me and allowing my tongue access.

I mirrored my soft, sensual strokes with my ministrations to his cock.

He undulated his hips, trying to force the rhythm, straining against my teasing.

A sharp slap to both ass cheeks made it clear that wasn’t his role in this, and he stilled instantly, albeit, with a grunt of protest.

Pulling his mouth from mine, he spoke on a husky whisper, “More.”

“More?” I challenged, delighting in the fact that he was close to begging me.

“Stop with the torture.”

Leaning in, I delivered a long, slow lick to his neck that had him shuddering against me. “Barking orders will not work here.” I clenched his cock in my fist and he threw his head back. “Ask nicely.”

I watched him squeeze his eyes shut, struggling.

He hung his head against the wall, croaking out, “Jerk me off. Make me come. Please, Lucian.”

“Very good boy.” Grinning with triumph, I breathed in his delicious scent, as I whispered, “As you wish.”

I caressed his balls, rolling them between my fingers, until his cock head dribbled with several beads of precum. I slathered it over his spongy head, eliciting a deep moan from him. Then, I drew my fingers across his lips, prodding determinedly until he opened.

“Taste,” I commanded, spreading his juices along the length of his tongue.

He grimaced, but did as he was told. Clearly, a first for him.

Employing my vampiric speed, I began to fist him rapidly until my hand became a vibrating force of rapid-fire motion.

It drove him to distraction, his previous groans morphing to violent cries and wild curses.

I gazed at him, his head thrown back, his eyes glazed.

He was blissed out, utterly consumed by the sensations.

His entire body was shuddering, sweat broke out on his brow and he was panting desperately.

It was difficult to handle the sexual attentions of a vampire, especially for a first timer. The speed, the intensity… it overwhelmed with ease. I had known several to pass out prior to climax.

While that wasn’t the case with Ryker, it was clear he was struggling.

His legs shook, his knees moments from giving way.

His pulse jumped. He was on the verge of orgasm.

With a burst of speed, I shifted position, sliding in between him and the wall.

His eyes went wide, as he looked down at me on my knees before him.

With a sly grin, I slid my lips over his cock, sinking deep, driving him all the way to the back of my throat in one definitive motion.

“Fuck!” he roared, bucking wildly, the mere bold act, turning him on beyond what he could actually comprehend.

I grasped his thighs, steadying him as he bellowed out a curse and shot ropes of thick, milky cum down my throat.

I swallowed him down, then pulled back, his cock dropping from my mouth.

He was gazing at me in astonishment when I rose up, grasped the back of his neck, and jerked his mouth to mine, forcing him to taste himself.

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