Page 112 of Blood Bound (Blood Mafia 3)

“The blood?” I ask with a laugh.

“No, I can goreallyfast.”

I snort, then slap my hand over my eyes. “I don’t know if you should brag about that.”

Pulling my hand off of my face, he kisses me. “Trust me, you’ll enjoy it.”

“Someone’s full of himself.” I kiss him, rolling on top of him and grinding my hips into his, feeling his hard length press into my slick core without any assistance.

“Someone’s horny.”

I smack his chest. “Don’t ruin it.”

Rolling over, he holds me against him and shakes his head. “I’d never ruin this.” Then he sets to work making me a very happy woman.

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