Page 111 of Dark Shadow of Guilt

She is hotter than hell, spread out for me. Her breath hitching. Her lips parted. Her skin pink. Even the fangs are sexy.

She fucked herself harder, faster as Dom pumped his swollen cock until it was about to break.

When her hips bounced in time to her hand rhythm, she arched off the bed, her head banging against the headboard.

“Fuck. Pinch your clit with those soaked fingers.”

“Dom, I can’t last much longer.”

“I’m thinking of my cock stroking in and out of your tight pussy.” He fisted himself hard. Up. Down, stopping for a moment to massage his aching balls. Frantically, Dom’s ass rocked in time to Maddy’s motions. His hand felt so good as he watched her enjoy herself. He imagined her wet mouth sucking him, her tongue licking his aching shaft. His nads tightened. He was close. His cock thickened. “Come with me. Damn. You’re beautiful.”

She shouted his name, an orgasm jolting her off the bed.

“Fuck. Yes.” Dom’s stomach clenched as he worked himself. He popped his hips forward when he spewed.

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With her breathingjagged, Madeline dragged a willing Dom flat to the mattress. She rolled on top, straddling his thighs.

He grinned, licking his lips. “I’m gonna need inside of you.”

She gripped his still hard cock, rose onto her knees, and dropped down inch by inch until she was full.

They both moaned.

When Madeline leaned over his broad chest, Dom cradled her breasts. Lifting his head, he sucked a nipple into his mouth. Then the other. He licked and nipped, driving her crazy.

She drew back to focus on him, rising onto her knees until only the tip of his shaft was inside her. Then, both hands clenching his shoulders, she dropped hard.

With a groan, Dom said, “Damn good.”

But since he had to be in control, he flipped them until she was the one on bottom. Her nails drew blood on his arms. She thought about licking it, but her attention was elsewhere. “Move, Dom.”

“Oh, yeah.” When his hips undulated, he created an intense friction inside her.

Hell, yes.

Tilting her chin up with a finger, he captured her lips. His tongue invaded, pushing in, sliding out, keeping time with his hips.

When it slid across her fang, drawing blood, Madeline tasted Dom for the first time. An accident. Surely it didn’t count, but the sample was delicious. She jolted back, fearing what she would do next. “No.”

He settled his weight on her. “Be my mate.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks. Dom was deep inside her, offering her what she wanted. Him.

“This is us Madeline. Do you love me?”

“Oh, yes. So much I can barely breathe.”

“Then accept me as your mate. I’m waiting for you.” Dom slid almost out of her. He tilted forward again. In. Out. Slow.

Trembling with need as his tight grip bruised her hips, she nodded. When she did, a wave of energy slammed into Madeline. It was a live wire. That was the only way she could describe what happened. She gasped as the power blasted through her.

Dom threw back his head and roared, his body trembling atop her. Recovering, he gripped the back of her head, pressing her lips to his neck. “Feed,” he ordered.

Madeline kissed the pulse in Dom’s neck. Unable to control her thirst, she bit, her fangs penetrating skin and vein.Pop. His blood flowed into her mouth, warm, succulent. It flowed down her throat, feeding her, pleasuring her, giving her life. His blood was ecstasy, but it was also connection. Love.

As she drank deep, Dom’s hips slammed forward. Backward. With his shaft hard as steel again, he pistoned into her while his balls slapped against her flesh and the bed shook with their fury.

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