Page 76 of Blood Bound (Blood Mafia 3)

She whines.

It’s perfect.

“Say it.”

With a sigh, she says, “I want you, Colt.”

“Want me to?” I lift an eyebrow and drop my lips to her shoulder. I kiss my way up to her neck then trace my fangs down the column of her throat. Her skin pebbles and she shivers.

“Fuck me.”

I’m pretty sure she’s saying that because she wants to be bitten, but I’ll take it. I slam my hips against hers, swallowing her moan by sealing my mouth with hers.

Her pretty little pussy clamps around my dick and I take my time deep inside her, rolling and grinding against her. She wraps her ankles around my lower back and rocks with me. I slide almost all the way out of her before slamming back inside.

Her breasts bounce and I knead one with my hand, watching Demi’s face as she comes undone. Those cheeks flush the longer I work her and her forehead grows damp. Her hair is a wreck on the pillow and I’d be a liar if I said I wasn’t trying to make it even messier.

Moving my hand into the base of her scalp, buried deep inside of her, I yank her head to the side and strike. Her breasts press against my chest when her back arches. I drink her blood, reveling in the needy way she clamps her walls around my dick. Using her feet for leverage, she rocks even harder against me. Her blood rolls over my tongue when she comes.

“Oh. Fuck. Yes.” She grabs my ass with her hand and holds me inside of her while she milks her orgasm for all that it’s worth.

I lick her wound to seal it and kiss her. Her tongue darts out and tangles with mine. Then with a show of strength, she clenches her thighs together and rolls so I’m on my back and she can ride me.

She pins my hands by my head and moves up and down on my dick. I watch her breasts bounce and try to move to suck on one, but she slams me back down and presses her chest against mine so there’s hardly any space between us.

“I’m going to cut you so I can drink your blood.”

My eyebrows pull together out of surprise. “Okay?”

She kisses me then rests her forehead against mine, all the while moving her hips up and down my length. “I wanted to warn you since last time I had a knife in bed…”

I nod. “Do it.”

Wasting no time, she grabs a knife from the bedside table and cuts the side of my neck, sealing her pretty fucking lips over my skin. A piece of her soul stabs into mine, hooking it like a fish and reeling in until I’m not able to move. I become more aware of every part of her as the bond sets into place, forging a connection which lights up with stars as she rides my cock. Feeling her wet tongue against my neck, working the wound so she can drink my blood, it’s too much.

I buck against her. “I’m going to come.”

She moans against my neck and moves her hips faster, helping me along to my own release. I bite her shoulder when I come, muffling a roar that would be sure to wake up the neighbors. She’s soaking wet and when she comes with me, I know we’re going to need to change the sheets. Those sweet juices are all over me, coating my lower abs and thighs with her scent.

A few moments later she pulls off of my neck and giggles, collapsing on top of me and resting her head against my shoulder.

“That was… wow.”

I mumble something in response, though I’m not sure if they’re real words and wrap my arms over her so she can’t get up.

If this is what I have in store for the rest of my immortal life, I’ll fucking take it.

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