Page 41 of Love Bites Extra Hard

He unzipped his soaked pants and freed his cock, dragging it over my slickness before he met my gaze. He was positioned over me, holding himself up with a hand next to my head.

His eyes were dark, and hot.

I was still panting, trying to recover from my climax.

Every muscle he had seemed to be tense.

“You ready, A?”

“Fuck me already.”

His eyes flashed, and he filled me.

He didn’t take it slow.

And he didn’t pull back.

He thrust hard, and I gasped as the thickness of his cock stretched me in ways no one else ever had.

Talon’s mouth recaptured mine, and I knew what he wanted without hearing the words.

He wanted to prove that he could stay in control while he was inside me, something no one else had ever done.

And I wanted him to prove it, too.

So I pulled on his emotions, nearly losing control entirely with the intensity of what he was feeling.

Molten pleasure.

Burning need.

Carnal satisfaction.

Complete and utter possession.

He drove into me roughly, lifting my hands and pinning them above my head. When he released my mouth, his lips burned a trail down my throat.

He was still himself.

Still strong enough to break through the influence of my magic.

That alone made me want him more.

I cried out as he drove me back to the edge of my pleasure, his body still pinning mine down. Not because I was controlling him—because he wanted it. Wantedme. Even without my magic pushing him.

His fangs brushed my throat, in the same place he’d bitten me before. Only the first bite had scarred, but the second had felt just as good.

He kissed me there, and I pulled his head down, harder.

I wanted his teeth.

He chuckled roughly, dragging his tongue over the sensitive skin as he drove into me hard and deep, taking me closer and closer to the edge.

My body arched and rocked and jerked, my wrists still trapped in his grasp.

Talon was in control—and I fucking loved it.

He finally bit down, and I screamed as I fell apart.

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