Page 72 of Tempting the Dhampir

“I’m good, but I can sense your amusement. And horniness. Are you walking out there with a hard-on?”

“I’ve been sporting a semi since we met. Was starting to get some serious blue balls before today.”

“We can’t have that now, can we? How far away are you?”

“Why? You want to do something about it?”

“I have a couple of things in mind. I think I’ll head up to the shower, I’m still sticky with your cum. Come find me once you’re back,” she teases.

I’ve never moved as fast as the moment she says that. Satisfied that the distance limit is no longer in place, I race back from about five hundred yards away to scoop her into my arms.

The shriek that comes from Sadie when my arms band around her will forever be imprinted in my memory.

I deposit her right in front of the shower and bend to take off her shoes.

“How the fuck do these things come off? My fingers can’t get the clasp,” I say, fingers fumbling with the dainty strap around her ankle.

“I’ll get them. Come here,” Sadie says, tugging at my shirt.

She slips it off for me, and we quickly get each other undressed. She bends forward to give me a beautiful view of her naked ass, her cunt glistening with arousal, as she swiftly unclasps her shoes.

With roaming hands, we make it into the shower, hot water raining down on us from the dual rain shower heads.

Wet kisses turn hungry, hands groping, as we need more and more of each other.

“How can you taste and smell so good all the time?” I say against her open mouth, licking into it, needing more.

I trace her collarbone with wet kisses, and she tilts her neck to give me better access as her nails scratch at my back, her other hand fisting my hard cock.

Sadie swings her leg up around my hip, grinding her cunt against me.

“Want me to beg?”

“Yes, actually.”

“Pretty, please. Give me your monster cock. Shove it in my pussy—”

I spin Sadie around and bend her over, shoving my cock into her tight cunt like she wanted.

My hands grip her hips hard as my thrusts turn brutal, Sadie’s crescendoing moans encouraging me to be rough with her.

I shift one hand to Sadie’s hair and wrap it around my fist, forcing her back to arch at the most sensual angle.

Her hands are splayed against the glass, our reflection staring back at us from the mirror against the wall on the other side of the shower.

She looks so exquisite with her face scrunched up in ecstasy, luscious lips parted with her panting breaths.

Our fucking is hard, fast.

“Open your eyes, sweetheart. Look how well you take this king cock. Told you you’re a queen.”

My fangs descend as my climax looms, my hand reaching around to strum Sadie’s clit, my eyes riveted on the pulse jumping in her neck.

“Everett, you can bite me.”

“No. I already bit you earlier. I don’t want to drain you.”

“You didn’t take that much, right? You said you studied blood and anatomy. I trust you. Bite me.” Sadie’s words are strained as she fights off her release.

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