Page 59 of Depths of Obsession
As I rub her clit with one hand and squeeze her neck lightly with the other, making her hips buck and push against me, I say, "You're already so wet for me, baby. Let's make you even wetter." I tweak her nipples and continue rubbing my cock between her butt cheeks.
"I want you to squeeze your nipples," I command.
She moves her hands to her breasts and starts playing with her nipples. She watches me over her shoulder as I apply lube to my cock and her ass seam, I can smell her fear. The sweet scent envelopes me, tempting me to taste my woman’s blood, but I fight against the urge.
"Squeeze harder," I encourage as I add my fingers to the mix, rubbing against her clit before sliding them inside her and curling them to hit her g-spot.
Pippa moans and bucks against me. "Luca,” she breathes.
"Yes, baby. That's it, keep squeezing your nipples hard." As I spread her ass cheeks and continue rubbing up and down along the seam of her backside, I pull out the butt plug and then dribble more lube on her butt hole, rubbing it all around. I add a bit more and using the top third of my finger rub some inside, planning to ease my way into what is sure to be tighter than a champagne bottle around a cork. God, I’m looking forward to this, but I need to make it good for her too. And I will.
She moans as I slowly press the tip of my cock against her entrance. Her eyes widen in anticipation or maybe a bit of fear. "It might hurt, but you'll love it." With a little more pressure, she leans forward and braces herself. "That's it, baby, open up for me."
"It hurts, Luca," she groans as I dip my fingers in her wetness again.
"Do you want me to stop?" I ask, but she shakes her head and quickly finds a rhythm with her hips.
I pull out and then go over to the bedside table. I pull out a vibrator and then come back behind her. “Get up on your hands and knees again, baby.”
She glances back at me and then at the vibrator. “What are you going to do?”
“Whatever I want and you’re going to enjoy me fucking you.” I turn the vibrator on, rub it on her backside. "Spread your legs wide for me, my little bitch," I growl.
Pippa hesitates but obeys, arching her back so I can slide the vibrator inside her. "Fuck, Luca," she moans as her hips jerk with pleasure. "I'm going to come."
"Not yet, baby. Not until I say so." I push the head of my cock into her asshole, waiting for the tight sphincter to stretch enough to take me. "That's it, baby."
"It hurts...but it feels so fucking good," she gasps. “I feel so fucking full.”
I push in further and start moving back and forth, feeling her tight ass clamping around me. It takes every ounce of self-control not to come right then. But I turn up the vibrator to full power. "I'm going to fuck you hard, baby." I leave the vibrator inside her and grasp her neck firmly. With deep thrusts, I pound into her ass and pull out, causing her eyes to widen and a yell to escape her lips. But I don't slow down; instead, I go faster and harder.
"Luca!" she cries out, "fuck me harder!"
And that's exactly what I do. Her body tenses as she reaches her climax, and I follow soon after, slamming into her two more times before coming hard in her ass. As an added rush of pleasure courses through me, I slap her ass and sink my teeth into the soft flesh of her neck like a primal animal. This is my woman, mine to claim as I please. Mine to have. Mine to love. Mine.
CHAPTER 19
Absentmindedly, I stroke Luca’s chest as I rest my head on his pec, feeling his warmth seep into me. My body aches, but it’s the kind of pain that leaves me satisfied, a reminder of what we’ve shared. The magic cream he applied to the sorest parts of me has worked wonders, soothing every part of me. I still can't believe how much I love having sex with him, how much I crave his touch, even after everything.
“What are you thinking about, little one?” Luca’s deep voice rumbles beneath my ear, pulling me from my thoughts.
“Can’t you tell?” I tease, my lips curving up slightly.
“No,” he says, chuckling. “Vampires don’t read minds. Or at least, I don’t. I can’t speak for all vampires—we each seem to have our own unique abilities.”
I lift my head and peer up at him. “Hmm… what are yours, besides flying and your heightened senses?”
He smirks, his emerald eyes glinting with mischief. “Now where’s the fun in telling you? Wouldn’t you rather learn along the way… Keep the mystery alive?”
I push myself up, sitting back against the headboard, and give him a pointed look. “I don’t need any more surprises in my life.”
His brow furrows, the playfulness in his expression fading. “I know finding out I’m a vampire is hard, but?—”
“Honestly?” I interrupt, shaking my head. “That’s the least of it.” I let out a long breath, my shoulders sagging.
Luca flips onto his side, resting his head on his hand, his eyes locked on mine. “Tell me.” His voice is soft, inviting, and for once, it’s not a command—it’s a request, a plea. He really wants to understand.
I lick my lips, unsure of where to begin. “I’ve never spoken about it all before,” I admit, my voice barely a whisper. I feel vulnerable, raw. But then Luca reaches out, his hand warm rests on my thigh, his touch grounding me. That small gesture sends a wave of warmth through me, a safety I’ve never known.
