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“Such a good little human.” He gritted his teeth. His composure fell, and his grunts became groans. “I’m going to cum. You can let go, Bella.” I shook my head, sucking him harder until he shot his load in my mouth.

He came with a roar, his body tensing. Muscular legs beneath me rubbed my breasts with his bare skin. My hand went straight to my clit, rubbing it violently.

The grip in my hair tightened, his roar so loud, I feared we would be found in the closet that had us hidden away from the hoards of people. “Drink me down,” he hissed. “Drink it all.” Doing so gladly, I cleaned him with my tongue, ensuring nothing fell into the couch. My tongue even licked his balls, ensuring none of his cum slipped away.

He pulled me up quicker than anticipated, tasting himself on my lips. “Glory be to the goddess for giving me you.” I straddled him again, feeling his cock harden again. My pussy rubbed his hardening dick once again.

Chapter 24

Christine

“Fuck,Bella,whatareyou doing?” I rubbed my wet slit over his cock. Sebastian was so damn warm, so delicious, wiggling beneath me. He couldn’t stand it either. I felt in charge for a split second until he gripped my hips and let the tip slowly enter me.

Touched by a god.

Throwing my head back, my hair trailing down my naked skin, he seized me tighter leaving small bruises in its wake. “I can’t take you here,” he rasped. “Not on a damn dirty couch in the closet of a club.” I moaned, trying to move my hips again, only for him to forcefully push me harder onto his cock, slipping it into my entrance. My lower lips parted, feeling the heat of his shaft.

“Are you sure?” I gazed into his eyes.

“We are mates, you said—” His head fell back onto the couch.

“You are so tempting, my little seductress.” He growled. Moving my hips gently again, I wailed. I was like a damn rabbit wanting to slide his cock inside me.

“I’m on the pill, and I’ve been tested,” I blurted. Laying everything out in the open was important to me, and I was ready to have him finally. Never in my life had I been more wanting, needier than in this moment, right here, right now.

“Christine.” He moaned, having me soak his shaft with my arousal. “That doesn’t bother me. No disease will harm me. I’m fucking pissed you even had to get tested.” He growled. Sebastian’s eyes flashed, red blood brimming in his tear ducts. “And if I got you pregnant, I’d be the happiest vampire.” My cheeks reddened. It sounded so insanely hot that he wanted to fuck me until he accomplished it.

He wanted to have babies?

“You like that?” He leaned forward, pulling my lip with his teeth. “You want me to fuck you until I get you pregnant? Breed you until I have little love children scattered around us?” His teeth trailed my neck.

“Oh gods, please!” I whimpered into his neck. This was torture. My clit was a throbbing mess. The touches he left on my skin made me feel hot and cold simultaneously. An unbearable feeling to have him buried deep inside me fluttered my pussy. “And I need you to bite me,” I begged again.

What is wrong with me?

“It’s stretched tight.” He gritted his teeth, his fangs tickling my neck. “The bond, Christine, we can’t hold out much—” The banging on the door rattled us from the heated gaze. His dick still rubbing my pussy that had clenched around him.

“Fuck.” His nails pierced my thighs where his claws laid, blood trickling down. “Fuck, Christine, I’m sorry—”

“Just lick it and make it better.” I let out a harsh breath. Sebastian’s tongue traced every scratch, flipping me on the couch, healing it instantly. It was all too short, but the repetitions on the door had him hurry.

“Later, my sweet little human.” He licked the corners of his mouth. “I’ll lick you in places you would never dream of.” My eyes widened as the door rattled.

“Are you in there?” Pamela’s screech over the dying music rang in our ears.

“I smell ‘em,” Suron’s voice echoed. “She’s bleeding, I hope to the gods he’s in there, or there is going to be a bloody mess and an angry second chance vampire that will lose his shit if his mate isn’t alive.”

“That’s kind of dark,” Pamela replied, hitting the door again.

Sebastian helped me up, pulling me to his chest. He pulled off his black dress shirt, pulling it on to my body quickly until we started hearing the knob turn. “You have a lock picking kit? That’s so neat!” Suron gasped in astonishment.

“Wait!” I yelped in surprise when they finally opened the door. Sebastian was bare-chested, blood still dripping from his lip. I held the shirt around me tightly, trying to pull my skirt down lower.

“Gods, it reeks of sex in here,” Suron held his nose.

“Guess she wasn’t bleeding out,” Pamela gagged at the sight. “I just don’t understand the blood fascination.” Suron gulped, looking away.

“Oh yeah, me either,” he replied, waving his hand like a fan in his face.

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