Page 144 of The Vampire's Bride

She reaches between us, her delicate fingers slipping beneath the waistline of my pants, but I quickly wrap my hand around her wrist and pull her hand away.

Confusion mars her lovely brow. “Do you not want me to touch you?”

“I do,” I whisper. “But I want to give you pleasure before I find mine, my beautiful Juliet.”

I capture her mouth with my own, pouring all my need into our kiss until she is breathless and panting beneath me.

I move down her body, worshipping her with my lips and my tongue. When I reach her lower abdomen, a low growl of possession rumbles deep in my chest. The delicate scent of herarousal fills my nostrils, awakening the primal darkness within that demands I claim her in every way.

Fierce possessiveness surges through me. She is my mate. I will mark every part of her, so that everyone will know she is mine.

Mine to touch. Mine to worship. Mine to claim.

When I reach the apex of her thighs, I lift my head. “Open for me, my ashaya. I want to taste you.”

She stares at me with a half-lidded gaze as she parts her thighs. I guide her legs over my shoulders and settle between them. She gasps as I slick my tongue through her slick folds, arching against me when I reach the small bundle of nerves at the top.

I love how she threads her fingers through my hair, gripping the short strands tightly as she writhes beneath me.

“Valaric,” she breathes. “Please.”

“I have you,” I whisper as I concentrate on the small pearl of flesh that makes her moan with pleasure. A low growl rises in my throat when her fingers brush the sensitive tips of my ears.

Her entire body goes taut, and then she cries out my name as she reaches her climax, flooding my tongue with the sweet nectar of her release.

I move back up her body and capture her mouth in a claiming kiss. Primal instincts surge through me as the scent of her arousal grows stronger, need burning through me like fire.

Her delicate fingers fumble with the fastener of my pants. Desperate to be inside her, I push them down my hips and off my body. A sharp hiss escapes through my fangs when she wraps her hand around my stav and swipes her thumb across the tip.

I curl my hand around hers and position the crown at her entrance. A low growl rumbles through me as I struggle to maintain my control; it takes everything inside me not to spill when the tip of my stav bumps the entrance to her core.

“Are you certain?” I ask again, just to be sure.

She cups the back of my neck, pulling my lips down to hers. “Yes.”

It takes every bit of my strength to go slow as I begin to push inside her, joining my body to hers. I long more than anything to know her and be known in return, to claim her and be claimed, to make her mine as I am already hers.

A surge of possessiveness rushes through my veins as I sink deep into her warm, wet heat. It is the most exquisite torture I have ever known. Desire threatens to overwhelm me as I sheathe myself in her tight channel.

A low growl rumbles in my chest as I stare deep into her eyes. “Mine.”

CHAPTER 59

JULIET

His gaze holds mine, his eyes black with desire, as he slowly enters me. A slight pinch of pain as he pushes through my barrier is quickly replaced by a feeling of fullness.

Suddenly, everything is tight and uncomfortable. Tears gather in the corners of my eyes. I’d heard this could happen the first time I made love.

“Are you all right?” he asks, voice strained.

“I just need a moment to adjust,” I whisper.

His entire body is tense, his muscular form trembling with need, as if it’s taking every bit of his control to remain still. After a moment, my body relaxes, and the feeling of fullness turns into pleasure as I arch up against him, taking him even deeper into my channel.

He rocks his hips into mine, slowly advancing with each gentle thrust. A low groan escapes him as he fully sheathes himself in my channel. “You’re so tight,” he grits through his fangs.

The breath stutters from my lungs as he begins to stroke deep inside me. I trace my hands down his back, feeling his muscles bunch and flex beneath my fingers with each thrust of his hips into mine.

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