Page 37 of His True Beloved

“Harder,” I whispered, feeling the slickness of our bodies. Sebastian put one hand under my ass, pushing my hips toward him and a hand up my dress, feeling my breast. Who knows where the pastie went, because he was full-blown pulling at my tit.

“Yes, Sebastian.” I breathed, clawing his ass. The push of his cock against me rubbed the heat of his dick over me. It compelled me higher. The world became black around me until the stars were shown above. It was the most enormous orgasm I had ever had. Nothing compared to it. Not even my own fingers, which knew every part of that flower.

Sebastian grunted my name, his cock continuing to spurt on my stomach. His cock had escaped his pants, and my dress, which was now laid in the open, covered in his cum.

His sweat beaded across his forehead, our post-orgasm haze still painted on both of our faces. That was the most intense thing I had ever witnessed, and I couldn’t imagine sex getting any better.

Guess we will have to find out.

“Gods, you look gorgeous with my cum all over you,” he said darkly. “My scent has invaded your skin. No other vampire will dare get near you.” Eyes going dark, it should make me feel afraid, but instead, it excited me.

He claimed me as his.

Hot and possessive.

Yum.

No one else could touch me, and that made me feel… safe.

Sebastian swirled his cum across my stomach with his finger and held it up for my mouth. “Taste me,” he ordered. My mouth opened to taste him, and my eyes closed, absorbing him. He breathed out harshly, his cock rubbing against my mound repeatedly.

“Perfect. I’ve been blessed,” he muttered. His dark gaze traveled back to my breasts. He leaned in, sucking on each nipple. “Don’t wear these anymore.” He pulled out the flower-petaled pastie that fell to the floor.

“I like being able to see your want for me, not just your smell.” I shuddered, taking shaky breaths.

“Y-you can smell…that?” My hands covered my breasts, but Sebastian grabbed my wrists, pushing them over my head.

“Ever since I walked into the coffee shop yesterday. I can’t keep it out of my head.” He temptingly ran his finger over my nipple. I couldn’t help but think that was cheating, but I didn’t care. He read me better than I read myself.

His lips sucked the other breast, keeping my hands firmly placed above my head. “You’re mine now, Christine, and I think we both know you can’t deny it.”

Chapter 18

Sebastian

“I’llseeyoutomorrow,all right?” My hand cupped Christine’s cheek. After I had cleaned her body, we stayed on the couch while she lay in my arms, as much to my distaste to remove my scent. We didn’t say anything, just basked in each other’s presence.

We had done more than we should have. The bond was too powerful for us to ignore, and she had no clue. There would be a time when I had to tell her that she was my beloved, my second chance at having a soulmate, but now wasn’t the time.

Christine was beginning to open up to me, let me in, and touch her when she was so leery of letting any vampire near her. My greedy body took over again, wrapping my arms around her, tasting her sweet tongue. “This night ended too soon,” she whispered, pecking my lips.

Thoughts of asking to stay the night floated in my head, but I had done much more than I ever intended. Kissing her, scenting her, holding her. Tonight was about letting her have some control if I stayed or went. Christine still needed time to think and feel like she had the upper hand in this relationship.

But she didn’t.

She didn’t have any control. The bond did.

Preparing my room for her would help keep my mind away. I wouldn’t claim her in this house, not with the many humans that resided here. Ashton would be my main concern, especially if he heard my beloved screaming my name endlessly as I bit down into her neck.

“Yes, tomorrow,” she whispered. She let go reluctantly, but still, no words escaped her about me staying. As much of a disappointment it was, I had to let her go for now. I had retrieved her number, and once the sun reached above the tops of the trees, I would take her into my arms again, take her somewhere privately, and explain who she was to me.

Because I couldn’t wait.

The heat in her eyes and the reluctance as I let go of her from her front doorstep were evident. She was overthinking, afraid she had gone too far to let her walls crumble. The hesitation as she shut the door had me internally scream in agony. I wanted to comfort her. Now that she had shared her blood, part of her body, my seed dancing across her pale stomach made the bond much more potent.

Taking another step away from the porch, ignoring the stinging pain in my heart, my throat was gripped by an unknown force. The grip was firm enough to heed problems if it was for a younger vampire, but not for me. I engage my hands around the attacker’s wrists, hearing them crack.

He groaned, pulling me around the side of the human house and pushing me against the wall. I would have smelled him a mile away if my mind had not been so tuned with Christine.

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