Page 95 of Dark Shadow of Guilt

She stared at Dom’s thick flesh as it disappeared inside her and reappeared slick with her juices. The sight was hot, but she was in no mood for a slow frolic. “Stop playing and fuck me.”

“What do you want?” he tormented.

She gasped, “I want to come.”

He kept up the measured dance, creating a maddening friction as his cock slipped in and out of her. Madeline groaned and pleaded.

Dom uncoiled her legs, flinging them over his shoulders, opening her wider. Then he got serious. He did what she asked, pounding into Madeline. His grip on her hips tightened, bruising her as he drove deep.

“Your wish, Maddy.”

Watching the pulse in his neck throb, she grew wild, meeting him thrust for thrust, wanting to bite, desiring his taste. She bent her head, her tongue flicked out, and she licked his skin.Delicious. But through force of will, she didn’t sink her fangs.

While her muscles clenched around his shaft, he hammered into her. Once. Twice. Three times.

“Dom. Yes,” Maddy shouted, no longer interested in his blood, fixed only on her release. Her orgasm built, rolling through her first as a gentle wave but then as an ocean storm. She cried out his name while he slammed into her trembling body.

Chasing his own relief, Dom rocked his frantic hips up and down. The muscles in his arms strained above her, his pulse banging in her ears. When he exploded, his seed spilled into her. Warm. Flowing. He shuddered, tossed his head back, and roared.

Their gasps for air filled the room. Their chests heaved. Once they calmed, Dom rolled off Madeline, collapsing, spent on the sweat-soaked mat.

After a while, she whispered, “I wanted to bite you.”

Dom’s eye flicked open. He gazed upon her with sympathy. “Can’t happen, Maddy.”

“Why?”

“It’s forbidden for Immortals to give their blood to a Leech willingly.”

“Why?”

“The OC doesn’t explain the reasons behind his laws. I always supposed he feared the Leech could transmit his malady.” He paused. “Even though we’ve been told the disease is not contagious.” He tugged her close, cupping her head to his chest, her hair tickling his palm. “If I could help you, I would.”

“I’ll control it.”

“You will.”

After about five minutes of quiet, steady breathing, he said, “I’m hard again.” He clasped his dick, giving it a few tugs. “Get on your hands and knees.”

“Is that an order?”

“Definitely.”

She rolled to her stomach and pushed up, studying him over her shoulder. “I’m not a Syc anymore, but I’m happy to obey. Like this?” She licked her lips and shot him a wicked smile.

He grasped her hips, positioned her for his cock, and pistoned into her waiting sheath, burying himself in one brutal drive forward, his wings fanning out behind him. “So good. Nobody has ever affected me as you do, Maddy.”

He took her harder and faster than he ever had before. His groin hammered into her, his balls slapping against her ass. Dom pulled out and slammed in again. And again.

His fingers found her clit, rubbing and pinching. “Come now,” he ordered. She had no problem obeying him. What began as a tingling sensation roared through her as an explosion. Dom’s orgasm followed hers.

With both of them panting for breath, Dom rolled to the side, taking her with him and curling a hand around her hip. “Have I told you that you’re beautiful, Maddy?”

“I don’t remember. If you have, tell me again.”

He reached around and kissed her. Soft. Gentle. “You’re beautiful.”

Maddy’s mouth tingled where his lips had touched her. “Even with fangs?”

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