Page 93 of The Serpent's Bride
The pattern repeated.
“Again!”
Each time, the word became more feral, more animalistic, and less human. She thought she was going to lose her mind. If this was insanity? Let it happen.
Suddenly, she was on her feet. Raziel had grabbed her by the front of the collar and hefted her up.
He half pushed, half threw her onto the bed. She landed on her side, unable to stop herself with her hands lashed behind her back. Strong hands grabbed her and rolled her onto her stomach.
As if she weighed nothing, his hands grasped her hips and hefted her up onto her knees. Hands still tied, back still arched, face on the sheets, and now her ass in the air, she was once more on full display.
A palm came down on her rear with a deafeningcrack.“Knees apart.”
Letting out a small cry at the impact, she shuddered and did as she was told.
His fingers wound into the collar at the back of her neck, and he lifted her up until she was kneeling. “Let’s play a game, shall we?”
She was shivering. What was he going on about? Couldn’t he justfuckher already?
Something pressed against her lips. Something small. She couldn’t tell what it was. “Open your mouth, my little killer.”
When she did, he placed a coin on her tongue. One of his many coins from his collection, she realized.
“Shut your mouth.”
Obeying, she couldn’t possibly guess what was happening.
He buried his head into her hair. “If you can keep your mouth shut while Ifuck you senseless—without ever saying my name or pleading for more? You’ll get your wish. I’ll let you take a turn with me in the straps.”
Without any more warning, he doubled her back over. Grabbing her by the elbows, keeping her suspended in the air with his strength, he rammed himself inside of her to the hilt in one hard, unforgiving stroke.
Ecstasy, somehow more impossible than what he’d brought her before, threw her over that cliff and never let up. She had no idea how long he went at her like that. At some point, he put her head down, pinning her to the sheets, and used his height to his advantage.
It felt like the sheer pleasure would never stop.
The feeling of him. The sensation of him with her. In her. Surrounding her. Taking her. She couldn’t see. She couldn’t move. There was onlyhim.OnlyRaziel.Only the vampire over her, claiming her, taking her, making herhis.
Yes. She was his. She belonged to him like this.
One of them would kill the other before long.
His life belonged to her.
But like this?
Like this, she washis.
When his thrusts became uneven and desperate, he grabbed her by the hips and yanked her back against him, snarling. With all his strength, he seemed intent on burying himself as deep into her body as he could possibly go. She felt him twitch and spasm inside of her, felt the flood of warmth as he met his own release.
He roared into her hair, and the feeling of him inside her sent her to her own crescendo. The next few minutes were a blur as she tried to catch her breath. But when he took the blindfolds and the straps off, she was lying on her side, her chest heaving. Raziel was fetching her a glass of water.
And sitting there on the nightstand was a single gold coin.
She sighed. “How fast did I lose?”
Raziel handed her the water with a grin. “Less than ten seconds.”
“Shit.” She sipped the water, glad for the cold liquid.
