Page 51 of B Positive

Not when Julian’s fangs were in me, depositing venom as he lapped and sucked at me like I was his favorite lollipop.

My free hand grappled with the back of the sofa, trying to steady myself as I shoved my wrist harder into his mouth. A feral groan ripped from Julian and fire seared through my body, compelling me to do exactly as I’d wanted days ago, and climb him like a tree.

I straddled him as he continued sucking on my wrist, touching any skin I could reach. A cheek, then neck. When that wasn’t enough, I ripped open his shirt and laid my flat palm across his carved chest.

My hips ground against Julian’s impressive hard-on, and pretty soon, my hand on his chest wasn’t enough. I ripped my own shirt off and pressed my torso to his.

It still wasn’t enough.

Nothing could dull the aching need burning within me.

Julian roared as he pulled away from my wrist, reversing our positions and pinning me to the couch. He stared down at me, body hovering over mine, eyes swimming with liquid desire.

My body arched, trying to close the distance between us. But before I could get my hands around him and pull him closer, Julian blurred lower and tore off my pants.

He glanced up at me, mouth inches away from my lady parts, hazel devoured by blackness. He’d gone full dark.

And I didn’t care.

He quirked an eyebrow at me, asking.

I bucked my hips to him in answer, and I swear he shuddered with relief.

Julian yanked off my panties, and another groan rumbled in his chest as his fingers found my wetness. “All of this, for me,” he rumbled, setting my body ablaze once more.

He traced a long, thick finger up my slick folds and back down, once, twice, three times before plunging deep within me.

I bucked and moaned and grabbed at the sofa, and nearly came right then.

One finger.

One stroke.

Jesus Christ, what the actual fuck. Maybe there are some upsides to this mate thing, yeah?

“God, you are so fucking sexy,” Julian rumbled as his lips met my clit. He sucked it into his mouth and for a moment I stiffened, fearful of those lethal fangs. But one long, flat stroke of his tongue and I was out of my mind with pleasure.

Fangs?

What fangs?

I clawed at the sofa, pressing my body further into his mouth, riding his face from below him. My eyes rolled, jaw going slack as I approached that fan-fucking-tastic finish line. I was just about to cross it when Julian pulled away, smirking at me as my gaze flew to his. “Why the fuck would you stop?”

“To make it last longer.” He pumped his finger within me and I shuddered, body thrumming with pleasure. “And because you keep calling me a dick in your head.”

It was my turn to smirk. I knew it. Hewasa soft dom.

“And just what are you smiling about?” He pulled his finger out, resting it at my opening. And as much as I pushed against him, as hard as I tried, I couldn’t get him to put it back. “Tell me, Eden.”

“I knew you’d be a little kinky is all.”Now, please stop teasing me and get back to work!

A dark grin lit his features. “Oh, Eden, you have no idea what you’re in for,” he said, and plunged back into me. His mouth crashed against me at the same time and in moments, I’d regained all the momentum I’d lost.

He raked his free hand down my sides, cupping my ass to bring me closer as he devoured me.

My head went all spinny. Stars danced behind my eyes as he worked me inside and out. My body tightened around him and Julian rumbled a groan into my flesh.

And that was it.

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