Page 119 of Bitten By Desire
He bit down on my lip, and I tasted fresh blood this time. But it didn’t hurt. Kissing him like this was just what I wanted. He was right. Thoughts of him being rough with me had consumed my dreams.
“More.” He pressed me harder against the wall. And his tongue traced the bruise he’d left on my neck.
I tilted my head to the side. I’d let him take whatever he wanted.
“Fuck,” he hissed and took a step back from me.
His eyes were so dark that they were almost black. His chest rose and fell fast as he tried to calm down.
The light flickered above us.
I was staring at a vampire.
In a creepily lit abandoned train station.
I should have been scared. But my brain was twisted from missing him for ten years. All I could focus on was how sexy he looked without his shirt in the dim light. And how fucking wet I was.
I stared at him and slowly traced my tongue along my bottom lip. Where he’d just bit me. His eyes followed the path of my tongue.
“I need you,” he said, his voice tight. “Now.”
I looked down the train tracks to see if any more trains were coming.
“Now, Emma,” he said through gritted teeth.
“I think there’s a restroom in…”
He stepped forward, ripped my leggings and thong practically in half, and wrapped my legs around his waist.
Holy shit.
It took him all of two seconds before he was filling me with every inch of his hard cock.
God.I shivered as the coolness of his skin hit me. There was no better feeling than being filled with him.I buried my fingers in his hair. He kissed me harder, the metallic taste more prominent than before.
I should have been horrified. I should have pushed him away. Slapped him. Stabbed him with a wooden stake. But I just kissed him back as he slammed into me harder.
He groaned as his lips fell to my neck again. And he sucked on my skin where there was already a bruise.
I pressed my lips together so I wouldn’t cry out. I didn’t want him to stop. I never wanted him to stop.
The combination of his hard cock inside of me and his lips on my neck was driving me insane. All I could think about was more. Just like him. I wanted all of it.
His teeth gently traced down my exposed skin. Not cutting through my flesh, but I didn’t hate the idea of it. I’d give him anything he needed.
I tilted my head back even more and he groaned.
If this was him unhinged, I fucking loved it. I wrapped my legs tighter around him. He slammed into me harder.
A whimper escaped my throat and he pulled back slightly. But the whimper wasn’t because I was scared. It was because I was desperate for more.
Callum’s cold lips soothed the skin on my neck with gentle kisses as he thrust into me faster.
He’d tasted my blood. And he wasn’t killing me. He wasn’t even hurting me. He was just driving me crazy.
The long, lazy horn of an upcoming train sounded in the distance. I turned to see it, but Callum grabbed my chin and turned me back to look at him.
“Callum…” my voice died in my throat as his dark eyes locked with mine. It was like he was daring me to tell him to stop. And I didn’t really want to. I was so fucking close. So close. I moaned as he slammed into me harder.
