Page 41 of The Vampire's Thirst
Before she stopped talking, he shoved his dick inside.When she moaned, every muscle in his body tightened.
While Chiara took him deeper, he tangled his fingers in her long curly hair, pushing it aside to watch his dick slip in and out of her sweet lips. He groaned, not knowing if he could keep his knees from buckling.
“Go deep, witch. Take me.” With his grip urging her, he was careful not to choke her, but his control was on edge.
She set a slow rhythm, gliding up and down his cock. One of Chiara’s hands reached for his balls, caressing them until he was about to explode. They clenched with the need to release.
He tightened the grip on her head and rocked his hips forward, his rhythm faster, each thrust deeper. He was so close.
“I’m coming.” He tried to pull out, but she didn’t let him.Holy hell. She wanted him to spill inside her mouth. That did it. He went off like a rocket. His hips undulating, his seed rushing to fill her while her nails dug into his ass.
“Take it all, witch. That’s it.” His climax was staggering. Never had he orgasmed so long. What was her effect on him?
When her lips popped off his dick, she backed off and looked him straight in the eyes, wiping her hand across her mouth and smiling. “How was that, vampire?”
He jacked up his pants and strode toward the shower. “Rest. We’re on the road in two hours.”
She chuckled at his back. “If you need another blowjob, let me know.”
Holy shit. She was good. No.Great.
Dax felt an uncharacteristic stab of jealousy. She sucked him like a pro. How many males had she been with? He gripped the walls of the shower, rage washing over him along with a stream of water.
He shut off the shower, slipped into his boxers, and tossed his wet hair, splattering the mirror.
In the room, Chiara was curled under the covers, sound asleep on her side. Dax slumped into a nearby chair and propped his feet on the bed, trying to relax but keeping his eyes open. He could use some mind-numbing O blud right about now. Something to make him forget the sweet taste of the female and her mouth on his cock.
So what if she’d blown a lot of guys. She could never be as depraved as he was.
Dax’s lashes fluttered shut.
Next thing he knew, he jerked awake.
Morning. He’d meant to get going earlier.
Chiara stirred, stretching her arms overhead, jutting out those perfect breasts. She yawned but started yammering at him right away. “Explain why these guys want me.”
“We need to get on the road to Missoula. I wanted to arrive there while it was still dark, but that’s not happening.” Dax yanked on his borrowed jeans and his own worn boots and stalked into the bathroom to splash cold water on his face.
“Not my fault. Answers first or I’m not budging,” she yelled.
With a towel in hand, he dried off in the doorway. “Okay. The clipped version. I’ll fill in with the rest on the road to the portal. Only one thing turns a human’s eyes purple. It’s likely you’re a Blood Coven descendant. That means extremely dangerous Aeternals from my realm are hunting for you. You don’t want them to find you. So we’re both on the run. I need to get you to Scath where our healers can test to confirm what I already believe. I don’t know how you turned.”
“You think I’m going to traipse after you onto another realm ’cause I like your fangdick?”
“Somebody should wash your mouth out with soap. But no. I expect you to follow me so you don’t get kidnapped by these assholes and diddled with as a plaything.”
“You just want my blood. I’m a handy supply.”
“Vampires can always find blood. And we’re not particular.”
When she looked crushed, Dax regretted his words, but talking with Chiara was like going ten rounds with a questing beast. “You’re coming with, little witch.”
“Ask me nicely.”
“Okay. You’re fucking coming with me. So hurry and get ready. I’m pulling out in five minutes.”
She raised a hand to cast a spell. “Really? Breakfast first.”
