Page 74 of Only Human in Strangeville

“I’ll tell you if you’re getting it wrong,” I promised with a grin.

“Then let me taste you, sunshine.” He eased my legs apart and applied his tongue, gently at first, then more enthusiastically as I encouraged him on.

I buried my fingers in his hair, while he took one hand and palmed my breast. The combination of his mouth and the gentle way he rolled my nipple between his thumb and finger had my legs trembling, and I was grateful for his support, or I might have fallen.

As it was, my body sang from his attention, and shortly, I panted, almost whined, thrilled by the devotion this ancient being was paying me. My body tingled from head to toe, tight and loose at the same time, just about to fall over the precipice. I wanted it so badly. Even this was better than all my previous experiences before Oliver, and now Katsuro.

“So close,” I gasped.

He slid a finger inside me and curled it, finding the right spot.

I shouted as I crashed over the edge, legs buckling. Katsuro’s vampire reflexes kept me from the floor, and I lay in his arms, languid.

“You’re not that out of practice,” I slurred.

“Good,” he whispered then carried me to the bed.

“Can I?” I gestured toward his cock, which I was anxious to have buried in me, but I certainly wouldn’t mind having in my mouth, either.

“Next time. Right now, I want to be inside you.”

“Oh, good, me too.” I felt a little drunk and sounded like it, but damn that man had talented lips.

“Do you mind if I take a little more of your blood?”

“No.”

Katsuro’s anticipatory rumble almost put me over the edge again, and the predatory look in his eyes did the rest, triggering a mini orgasm that had me writhing on the bed.

He licked his lips, and kneeled between my legs, stalking me with his expression, making me feel like prey. And a willing prey I was, as the ache between my legs needed to be filled, and I desperately wanted his teeth in my neck.

These men were going to wreck me in all the best ways.

Katsuro didn’t wait long, running his hands down the outsides of my thighs as he kneeled between my legs, devouring me with his eyes. I grabbed his hands and tugged him to me, putting one on my breast and the other on my waist. Amusement combined with the predatory glint in his eye, and he leaned over me, taking his hand from my waist to guide his cock into me while gently kneading my breast with the other.

I was soaking from his earlier attentions, and it took little effort for him to slide in. I breathed out a sigh of pleasure.

“You are perfect,” Katsuro said reverently as he moved inside of me.

The expression in his eyes turned from predatory to possessive with a hint of something else I didn’t recognize. He watched me intently, shifting his angle at the minutest change in my expression as if he could nearly feel what I was feeling. Maybe he could? Or maybe he could read me that well. Either way, the intensity of his gaze combined with the accuracy of his movements filled me with all sorts of warmth, while sending tingles of pleasure all the way to my fingers and toes.

“Scream for me, Hannah,” the vampire commanded me.

I obeyed, shouting as I came hard.

Katsuro rumbled in pleasure, then leaned over me, breath tickling my neck.

“Yes, please.”

The sharp prick of pain followed by a flood of pleasure ripping through me, sent me over the edge again as stars exploded behind my eyes. A brief sense of deep connection followed, fading after a moment. But for that second, I felt his ecstasy as if it were my own, and I was sure he felt mine.

We sank down into the bed together, his arms wrapped around me, supporting me, protecting me, and in that embrace, I let myself pretend I was safe from the outside world and that these men would protect me and all I had to do was let them. It was a happy fantasy and I let it chase me into unconsciousness, content just to be held for a while.

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The trip back to Beechworth was uneventful except that Bridger seemed to be avoiding me.

By the time I’d woken up, everyone was ready to leave, further delaying the discussion I needed to have with the three, or possibly four, men who wanted to be my lovers. We couldn’t put it off much longer, but it wasn’t like we were trying to avoid it, so much as circumstances were preventing us from having a quiet moment together.

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