Page 141 of Night's Fall
Heck yes!
I took hold of his cock again, positioned him, sat up and took him deep.
He grunted.
I moaned.
And thenIrode, and rode, androde.
Until he threw me off, on my belly, tugged up my hips and drove in again.
He fucked me.Ireared back to get more of him.
Close.
I was getting so close.
He pulled out and rolled me to my back, pushing his hips between my legs, andIhad him back.
As he fucked me,Itook everything from himIcould get, nipping, biting, scratching, licking, sucking.
It was animal.
Rapacious.
Carnal.
Aleksei captured my wrists and pulled them over my head, pinning them to the pillow in one hand.Theother one, he hooked behind my knee and held it high, capturing me, containing me, controlling me.
I gazed in his eyes, my whimpers mingling with his grunts as he thrust andIrocked my hips to meet him, our flesh slapping in a primal tattoo.
“Go,” he growled.
I went, arching, aching, reaching for the stars he was offering and finding them.
I was coming down whenIwatched his head snap back and heard and felt his deep groan as he buried himself to the root, filling me with him and his seed.
His large body bucked off the aftermath deliciously, before he collapsed on me, only to immediately pull out and roll to his back at my side.
I was panting.
He was panting.
We kept doing that.
Eventually, he said, “Right, evidence suggests when your creature fully awakes, sex is going to kill us.”
I giggled and rolled to press myself against his side, lifting up on my elbow.
WhenIcaught his eyes, he concluded, “That’snot a complaint.”
I giggled again and dropped my face to his chest, nuzzling it beforeIkissed it and lifted my head again.
“Your beast felt her?”Iasked.
“I was making coffee and thenIwas sprinting up the stairs.”
It hit me then.
