Page 91 of Petals and Fangs

“Not scared anymore, darling?”

“God, no, Ethan.”

“Good,” I say as I lick her, enjoying the taste of her. I love the way she is arching her back, trying to get closer to me. Her moaning is driving me crazy.

“Ethan, I'm so close.”

“Let go, baby.”

“Fuck, Ethan, yes!” she screams, her whole body shaking, and I drink up every drop of her release.

“Good girl.”

She lays there, panting. I place a gentle kiss on her lips and lay down next to her, pulling her to me. The kiss between us is so intense. She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me close.

“Lily.”

“Hmm.”

“You know that I will not be able to let you go after this.”

“What do you mean, Ethan?”

“You're mine now,” I say and hold her tight, not letting her out of my embrace.

“I feel safe with you.”

I bury my face in her neck, taking in her scent. She smells so good. I can't believe that she is mine. She still shivers whenever I come close to her neck. I can only guess why, and it deliberately makes me laugh.

“Don't worry, Lily. I am not going to bite you. You just feel amazing,” I say, caressing her hair.

I can tell Lily has mixed feelings of fear and infatuation. She can't resist my charms, and she also can't resist my touch. Her body gives in to me, but her mind keeps her guarded.

It's like her mind is telling her she doesn't need to swoon when I breathe against her neck the way I do. I am sure her body disagrees.

“You have a beautiful neck,” I whisper against her skin, feeling her shiver against me.

“I bet you say that to all the girls.”

“Not at all. You, my dear, are quite unique.”

“Am I now?”

“Yes. You are just gorgeous. Wonderful,” I whisper in her ear, ever so softly that she has to strain to hear me. I grab both of her hands and kiss them. She still looks hazy after I just made her orgasm. But I am not done yet. I want to feel her and moan into her mouth. But she’s had a very long day, and she needs to sleep.

“Go to sleep, Lily. You need so much rest after everything that has happened today.”

“No. Don't go, Ethan,” she says, her eyes are full of emotions.

She traces the veins on my arms with her delicate fingertips. The look on her face tells me a lot of things, and it is difficult to resist such lustful thoughts.

“Come here,” I cup her face and kiss her forehead, inhaling her scent deeply. Her smell is intoxicating and alluring, and I know I want to do this every day. I have to have her.

“I want you.”

“I am here with you, Lily.”

“No. You don't get it. I want you, Ethan,” she says, putting her hand above my crotch.

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