Page 95 of Shadow's Heart

Yet anguish marked his face. “I give you my blood freely, but you’re stealing my seed too soon.”

A seasoning to go along with her feast? She sucked harder and fondled his tightening sac to milk it from him.

“Can’t hold on, beauty.” He sounded in agony. “Will spill beneath your bite!” His back bowed as he offered up his rod to her.“MINA!”he roared to the night.

His seed pumped from his body into her hungry throat, each contraction of his shaft massaging her fangs and muffling her greedy cries.

“Fuck . . . fuck . . .” he grated in shock as he watched her consume him. Once he’d emptied himself, he groaned,“Mercy.”His muscles shuddered, so she took pity on him, reluctantly releasing her bite. Boneless, he fell back against the rock.

As she stood before him, her nipples rubbed his sweating chest, her skin tingling with sensitivity and wonder. Magic bubbled like a cauldron in her heart. Her claws met his tattoos, digging into flesh.Mine.She felt powerful, wise,loved. She was shocked that the cataclysm of her emotions wasn’t echoing throughout the Lore, toppling bloody kingdoms.

“Mina,” he groaned. “I miss your dark kiss already.” Still staggering from his release, he peered down at her face. His adoring look was replaced by a wince he tried to hide.

Forty-Four

“No change, huh?” The stoic rise of Kosmina’s chin gutted him.

“I . . .” Adham worked to marshal his thoughts. His ejaculation—the hardest a sorcerer had ever come—had left him feeling like a brainless revenant. “Your eyes didn’t clear.” Though her lips and cheeks were blooming with color, her eyes were somehow . . . redder.

“It was a long shot. Maybe in time.”

He gazed down at her arm. He’d imagined those marks regenerating before their eyes once she’d fed from his flesh. If she could be stoic, he could try. He leaned down and kissed her wound. “This brought you to me; I won’t let it steal you from me. I will take on hell to get you to safety.”

“That’s the most arousing thing you’ve ever said to me.” Her ruby nipples jutted in the night air, her hips rocking. And she still looked hungry.Sand help me.As if she’d devour him in one gulp.

His lust reignited like a lit wick, his cock bobbing.

Her lips curved. “I have your blood and seed and magic inside me, but I need more, sorcerer. Show me the divine.”

“No pressure, though?” A quake rumbled to mark his words, yet there was no turning back now. He clamped one of her thighs and positioned it at his hip, spreading her for the taking.

“We’re already halfway there.” She grasped his shaft, tucking the head against her soaked core.

“Woman!” Everything he could do not to shove home! He had to remind himself that she’d never done this before—even when her vampire’s gaze was eating him alive. Gnashing his teeth, he tilted his hips to nudge the crown inside her tightness. He’d just come; he struggled not to again. Every detail about Kosmina—from her hungry eyes to her gripping pussy—conspired to undermine his control, just like her bite had.Don’t think about that. Don’t think about the initial puncture . . . the first suck . . .

Stop.

Thoughts of her bite were overrun when he delved deeper. “You’ll show me the rest of the mystery. I want it. I want your innocence. Want it all.”

She nodded slowly, a promise in her expression.

When he withdrew with a shudder and inched inside her again, her eyes widened. “I can feel your erection throbbing inside me!”

Because it was about to explode. As he seated himself as deeply as he could, his brave princess grimaced.

“Don’t hurt.” He leaned down to press kisses across her forehead, her nose, her thinned lips. “I’m sorry.” Her pain tempered his drives, quieting the voice inside him screaming,Fuck her hard, fuck her hard!He held himself still so she could adjust.

“It’ll be fleeting,” she assured him. “Already it feels better. Probably because of all the blood you gave me.” She shifted atop him, getting accustomed. “I think I can take more.”

“I’ll go slow.” He worked his hips, unhurriedly withdrawing and easing back inside her. “We have time.” He amended the lie: “We’ll make time.”

“Better!” She moaned, flashing fangs. “The throbbing is back in force!”

Oh, that it is!Yet he never quickened his pace, just gave her measured thrusts.

She started to meet them, greedy for more. “This isfantastic,” she cried with the thrill of discovery. “How will we ever stop ourselves?”

His lips curled, another new experience. Her pleasure rendered him light-headed, their connection surpassing any high by magnitudes. Surely he soared.

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