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“So ready to be savored,” I comment against her silky skin, trailing kisses down her soft stomach.
I position myself between her legs, my shoulders wide enough that her thighs spread more to accommodate me. The scent of her arousal this close makes my fangs tingle, and a few drops of venom already begin to fill my mouth. I’m impossibly hard, my cock aching to the point I rub it into the comforter and shake my head with a chuckle. I haven’t even begun my exploration of her, and my cock is more than ready to lay claim.
I can't deny myself any longer, I decide, as I stare at her glistening pussy. She's perfect—swollen and wet, her arousal dripping down her inner thighs. “So stunning,” I compliment before leaning in to taste her. I feel like I’ve waited forever for this moment, and I’m going to savor every second.
The first swipe of my tongue makes her cry out, her hands fisting in the sheets. My eyes roll heavenward as her flavor explodes inside my mouth, and I groan in approval. I lick her slowly at first, relishing her flavor, learning what makes her squirm. I run my tongue along her outer lips, appreciating every single inch of her.
She whimpers, her hands finding my hair, fingers tangling in it as I delve deeper. When I circle her clit with the tip of my tongue, her thighs clench around my head, urging me closer. My tongue continues to flick at her clit, applying just enough pressure to make her hips buck.
“Reaper,” she says my name on a moan. “Oh, don’t stop!”
I have no intention of stopping as I slip two fingers inside her, curling them a bit until I manage to hit the spot that makes her see stars. I suck her clit between my lips and delight in the way her walls clench around me, warm and tight, making me imagine how her hot little cunt will feel wrapped around my thick cock.
Before I claim any pleasure from her body, I want to feel her lose complete control and fall apart on my tongue. Her thighs tremble against my shoulders, her body a shaky, sweaty, glorious mess as each of her breaths comes out ragged with every stroke of my tongue. I can feel her getting close, as her inner walls clamp down around my fingers. It’s such a turn on knowing I’m making her feel this way, to touch and taste this beautiful woman before me, whom I get to call my mate.
I increase my pace, my tongue flicking faster against her sensitive bud. “Come for me, my darling,” I quietly command against her flesh. “I want to taste you when you finally give in and fall over to the pleasure.” My words are the final straw in the hat. They send her spiraling over a pent-up mountain of repressed desire and straight into her orgasm.
She cries out my name, loudly, as a touch of bliss crashes through her. Her greedy pussy clenches, attempting to draw my fingers in deeper as she spasms rhythmically. In the next beat, she’s coming all over my tongue, and like the covetous vamp I am, I lick up every last drop. I don’t stop right away either, continuing to work her through her pleasure, drawing her orgasm out until she’s reduced to nothing more than merely gasping and tugging at my hair.
“R-Reaper, please,” she begs, her voice already hoarse from her moaning and crying out my name.
Damn, I love the sound of that.
“I need you, inside me,now.”
Chapter Nineteen
Athena
The growing torment of need between my legs borders on being unbearable as Reaper’s hands glide down my sides. He pauses a moment to gently squeeze my hips, his touch leaving behind trails of fire sizzling across my skin. His eyes are dark and hungry as they lock with mine.
I arch my back, my lips parting as I adamantly watch Reaper adjust his large frame with his weight balanced on his forearms. His stare burns into mine, full of so many unspoken promises as his hips settle between my spread thighs. They feel a bit like Jello right now, after having experienced such an intense orgasm. I guess it’s a good thing I don’t need to walk anywhere right now.
“Tell me again. I need to hear it,” he orders, his voice low with his command. It does unspeakably amazing things to my body, wanting nothing more than to please him.
“I want you, Reaper.Badly,” I breathe the last word, running my fingers down his muscular, tattooed back, feeling the ripple of strength beneath my touch. He has a massive, life-like bloody heart tattooed there. It takes up nearly his entire back, and now that I know its significance, it makes me kind of sad for him. His heart was essentially ripped out when he was turned, so he wears it on his back to never forget how easily it is to become a victim. “All of you.”
Before I have a chance to utter another word, his hand is shifting between us, guiding his thick cock toward my entrance. He smiles the same dangerous, predatory smile he did from before, the one that makes my insides liquify for some reason. My breath catches as he teases me, circling and dipping just a bit inside my slit before withdrawing and leaving me silently pleading for him to put me out of my blissful misery and fill me already.
“Reaper, please.” I’m not above begging and will happily do so if it motivates him to take me. I dig my nails into his shoulders, bracing myself for his next move, hoping I’m able to hold on to a little bit of myself because I have a feeling he’ll consume me, body and soul, with his presence.
He leans closer, capturing my mouth with his perfect, pillowy lips in a kiss that steals my breath and leaves my head spinning. His tongue slides against mine, the sensation making my toes curl and my pussy clench for him. His touch moves between my thighs, fingers trailing through my excitement, and I gasp against his lips.
“Mm, you’re so ready for me, my stunning Athena,” he compliments quietly, making me whimper. His fingers slide through my wetness to tease my clit until I’m grinding into his hand, shaking with desire.
I nod, unable to form any words, let alone think past what’s happening right here and now as he positions himself at my entrance. The blunt head of his cock presses against me, and my hands slide lower, applying pressure so he’ll keep going. The anticipation coiling tight in my belly is driving me mad as I try to be patient, yet can’t all at the same time. My body is on fire for him, and he barely has to touch me. I’ve never felt so much passion for another person in my entire life, so it’s fitting he’s not human.
“Watch me while I fill you,” his bossiness rears its head as he continues to order me around.
I open my eyes, meeting his gaze momentarily, then glance down between our bodies as he begins to push forward. I take in his alluring yet imposing frame as he fills me. His chest has a sprinkling of hair, just the right amount, really. He’s not overly muscular, but his stomach does have the outline of where his abs would be if he did a few more sit-ups. I’m not complaining, I happen to find this much more attractive than men with ridiculously hard eight packs. If I ever see one, I don’t automatically thinkohhh sexy, I thinkoh shit, he never eats any ice cream. Not that ice cream matters anymore, the only sundae I want is ruby red liquid dumped all over this gorgeous vampire.
The intensity in his gaze when I meet his stare once more nearly undoes me. I've never felt exposed and vulnerable, as if he sees me for who and what I truly am. No one has ever come close to loving me for just plain old boring me, yet Reaper manages to make me feel like the most important woman on Earth.
He shifts slightly, changing the angle and going deeper, making me gasp. Suddenly, he’s hitting a spot inside my pussy that has stars bursting behind my eyes as I slam them shut, attempting to ride the wave of intense pleasure.
“Oh, Reaper!” I gasp. “Right there, please don’t stop doing what you’re doing. It feels so good.”
One of his hands slides beneath me, palming the round globe of my butt. He tightens his hold, using it to tilt my hips up to meet his powerful thrusts more forcefully. The other hand tangles in my messy hair, gripping it enough that a pinch of pain explodes over me, sending shivers down my spine.
