Page 75 of Blood Bound (Blood Mafia 3)

Her eyes snap to the necklace and she gasps. “I recognize that.”

“It’s your father’s. Do you want it?”

Yanking it from me, she holds it against her chest. “This isn’t your grand gesture, is it?”

I shake my head. “No, this is the beginning of me asking for your forgiveness.”

Demi’s face softens for a moment as she stares at the leather-bound necklace, which holds a sterling silver ring. Then it hardens. “It’s going to take a lot more than a story and a necklace you took from my dead father’s body, Mateo.”

I shove my hands into my pockets. “I know.”

It’s a start though.

* * *

Colt

I wake up before Demi does. She’s snuggled in my arms. Last night, after her parents reassured her they’d be fine, we came back to her apartment and she asked me to stay.

Her skin is warm against my bare chest and my dick stirs in my boxers. I adjust my legs slightly, hoping she doesn’t notice.

“Mm, where are you going?” she asks in a soft voice, wiggling on the bed so she can press against me.

Her ass is perfect and those round globes grind into my hips in the most delicious way.

I had every intention of giving her space and not pressuring her for sex. She’s been through a lot and I don’t want to be an asshole. If she keeps rubbing against me like that though, I’m going to give her what she wants.

“Tease,” I whisper against her neck, before biting her. I don’t break skin, yet.

She arches her back and rolls her hips so her ass brushes over the length of my cock.

“Is it teasing if I plan on following through?” She wraps an arm back and places her hand on my neck, turning her body just enough so I can capture her plump lips with mine.

The moan she releases in my mouth is enough to make my control snap. I move so I’m on top of her, my hands on either side of her head, and nudge my hips against her legs.

She adjusts so I fit perfectly against her. I dip my head and kiss her again, biting her lower lip and giving it a tug.

“Now who’s the tease?” Her hand floats down my chest and cups my length over the top of my boxers. “I’m not sure why you still have clothes on.”

“Say no more.” I flash off the bed, rip my boxers off, jump back on the mattress and yank off her pajama bottoms and thong while she strips off her tank top.

Her nipples are peaked and waiting for attention, so I drop my lips on the right one, circling and biting before moving to the other. She digs her fingers into my hair, gasping when I break skin, sucking some of her spicy blood and her nipple into my mouth.

While I suckle at her, I slip a finger inside of her, grinning when she moans at the sudden pressure. I add another and curl them, caressing her walls as I slowly drag them out and circle her clit with my thumb.

Demi’s a whimpering mess beneath me and I fucking love it. When she whispersplease,I stop prepping her and line the head of my shaft up with her center. I circle her entrance and look into her eyes.

She’s watching where our bodies are almost joined. When she realizes I’m not going in yet, she glances at me.

Her pupils dilate and she takes a deep breath. “Are you waiting for an invitation?”

Shaking my head, I press an inch inside of her. Her heart is pounding so loud.

“Tell me what you want.”

“Colt.” She narrows her eyes. “I think it’s pretty fucking clear what I want.”

I tsk and pull out.

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