Page 53 of Blood Lust
“Goddamn,” he said, and then my shy Bren spun my ass around, sat up, spread my legs, and buried his face in my pussy.
His tongue lapped at my clit, entered my pussy, sucked at my opening, licked along the insides of my legs while I gasped and panted and couldn’t even control my own fucking body enough to suck him off like I wanted to. All I could do was hold on to this massive cock with both hands and whimper while he ate my pussy like it was the most delightful damn thing in the world.
“Oh my God, I’m going to fucking cum,” I screamed at the energy piling up inside me, Bren’s firm lips forcing it down and out of my pussy, exploding into his mouth at that second.
Bren groaned, and I heard him swallowing and pulling my pussy harder into his mouth. He moaned, and then I watched his quads flex, legs widen, and cum shoot out of his cock as I clutched it. He released me when he spent his energy after he came all over himself, and like some damn animal, I went after Bren’s abs muscles, licking and lapping up every last drop of cum.
He ran his hand over my ass as I made sure I licked my man’s delicious abs clean.
“Fuck. I’m sorry,” he said.
“Play with my pussy,” I answered, licking his cock and sucking every last bit of cum from it. He wasn’t getting out of here until that cock had been inside of me.
I turned around, forcing his eyes to go to wild wolf mode in response. “I need to feed. You’ll get hard again, and then you’re going to fuck me,” I said. “And I want to watch, so no fucking me until after I’m done drinking.”
Bren smirked, “Take all the blood you want, baby. Fuck, I’m already so goddamn lightheaded.”
I sank my fangs into Bren’s neck, savoring the taste of his delicious blood and feeling more and more attached to the shifter.
“Your pussy tastes so fucking good, baby,” he said as I drank from him. “I could smell your pussy from the moment I met you, and I wanted to know if it tasted as good as it smelled. It’s even fucking better than I thought.”
I spied him playing with his very hard cock, and I cut off the blood lust for him at that moment. I sat up and licked my lips. “I want you to take my pussy now.”
Bren flipped me over onto my back. “God, I love you. I know that sounds so damn stupid because we hardly fucking know each other, but I swear to everything under the damn sun, I am yours, and your beautiful body is mine. I fucking love you, Elle.”
I laughed at his revelation of loving someone he hardly knew, yet it was the true bond of fate calling our hearts, bodies, and souls together at this moment.
“I love you, Bren. Now,” I licked his chin, “Fuck me before I go out of my mind.”
Bren helped my hands guide his cock to my soaking wet entrance. He bit his bottom lip and jerked his head back with the tip just touching my hot pussy. I gripped each side of his face and brought his eyes to meet mine.
“I want to see it,” I demanded.
Bren’s jaw dropped open, and his eyes lit with flames of the wild wolf that lived in him as he thrust himself hard and greedily into my pussy.
He called out, jerked his head back, and slammed his long, thick shaft hard into my pussy, burying it deep and without mercy. I followed with a yell of my own, not expecting his cock to reach against my deep spot so hard. I gripped his solid biceps, watching him as he fucked me with long, steady strokes.
“Fuck, Elle,” he chanted over and over again. “So fucking tight. This is the best feeling in the fucking world. I could fuck you forever.”
I could lie here and be in this moment while he fucked me forever. I was feeling energy unlike any other wash over both of us. It shot out of my chest and wrapped around us tightly almost molding us together and sealing the final bond between me, the other wolves, and the vampires.
“We’re doing it, Bren. Don’t stop.”
He dropped his forehead down, watching his cock move in and out of my pussy. I couldn’t resist to kiss him and love this shifter differently than all the others. I had no idea if it was because he was only mine because no other woman had ever given him this awesome gift before, and I didn’t care. Who gave a shit.
I loved this man, and I felt that in time I would see why fate threw these emotions at us before we could slowly allow relationships to blossom. Until then, I was going to enjoy every last fucking second of this.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Afew months had passed while Edgar worked with me to access my power. The guys were training non-stop, but I wasn’t entirely on track. My human brain kept fighting the supernatural side of myself. God only knew why my human nature could readily accept all the shit I’d gone through since meeting the Banner cousins, being screwed over by a witch, finding out my dad was actually an immortal vamp who wanted absolute domination…yet, I couldn’t get a grip on the powers that would’ve helped us start to end all these threats.
It definitely would’ve been appreciated if my mind would’ve cooperated with me to do thisbeforeI’d ended up the size of a condo too. Mine and Zane’s baby had grown so rapidly that I was surprised my stomach didn’t just split right open. It was like my pregnancy was on fast-forward. Apparently, I was due at any given moment, and this pregnancy was slowing us down. It was the only regrettable thing about it. They were all ready, I was the hold-up.
“Elle,” Edgar snapped his fingers in front of my face, “I really need you to focus.”
“Yeah, babe,” Zane breezed into the room, shirtless, from the front lawn where the guys were training. “Edgar was right at breakfast this morning. You get this shit down, you might find a way to mentally block you labor pains when our little one is born. You’ve got to stay focused. It’s going to kill us all to see our girl in any kind of pain, whether or not you’re bringing a treasured gift into our family.”
I eyed his hands as they rested on the hard, V-shaped muscle that was practically an arrow pointing to the one thing I wanted right now.
