Page 61 of His True Beloved

Seriously, if he makes me orgasm more than once, I swear my clit will fly off my body.

“As I said earlier, I didn’t want to change you yet because I am still getting accustomed to your body.” His finger plunged into my core, curling his finger, rubbing a particular spot that I sure as hell could never find before.

He found the mystical unicorn.

“Sebastian!” I yelped, my back arching.

“Perfect.” His fangs nicked my skin just enough to taste me. I fell from my high, his tongue scraping my neck. “I guess I know your body more than I realized. That works in my favor.”

That smug little…

Well, he isn’t really little now, is he?

Sebastian flipped me over, his cock smacking my ass as he gripped my hips and pulled them up. He palms my ass, which I’m sure looks absolutely massive in his face. “Christine.” He groaned, rubbing his hands over each cheek.

“The moment you walked away from me the first day we met, I swore to myself I would take you like this.” His cockiness made me roll my eyes, as sexy as he sounded. He thought he was so cocky, so dominant right now.

I secretly loved it but didn’t want him to find that out.

Forcing my ass back, he groaned in shock, feeling the glory of my ass next to his dick. After letting his guard down for a brief moment, my legs went around him, and I rolled with him. It causes his body to lay flat on his stomach on the mattress, and he lets out a yelp in surprise.

I took some self-defense classes in college. I was no dummy knowing how to pin someone. I just didn’t think it would be for play in the bedroom.

Keeping my body on his, I pulled him over on his back and smiled wickedly. “What was that you were saying about my ass?” I winked at him, and his fanged smile went ear to ear.

“Aren’t you the cunning one?” he purred while I straddled him. His cock was rubbing right between my slit, the perfect position to dominate him instead of the other way around.

To keep me ‘on top’, I would have to use my mind instead of my strength. Who was I kidding on dominating a vampire while still a human? I had to keep him on his toes.

Instead of grabbing his cock, my hand grazed my breast, circling the darkened part of my nipple. My areola tightened, my nipples stiffening while Sebastian tried to remain calm.

Oh, he likes it.

I think I see some drool.

“Do you see something you like?” The crazy, lusty woman within me stirred, feeling more confident than I had ever felt. My pussy wanted to reach out and suck him in, milk him dry of his cum, but I couldn’t do that, not yet.

Sebastian gulped, his sexy allure fading, and a cute boyish smile appeared. He was as nervous as I was when we first made love. How could I have been so blind? He put on an excellent front.

My hand reached lower, his claws gripping the sheets. Taking one of his hands, I dragged his hand unhurriedly up my hips, the curve of my waist, and finally, my breast. I pulled his hand away before he reached my nipple. He stared in confusion until I took two of his fingers that had left my core just moments ago and stuck them into my mouth.

I hummed, closing my eyes as I sucked them in and out of my mouth. Sebastian let out a shaky breath, his cock trying to get friction on my bare pussy. I wanted to laugh. He was like a teenager stuck in an old vampire’s body.

“Bella, what are you doing?” I let go of his fingers with a pop, smiling at him.

“You know, I think that is your favorite question to ask of me.” I moved my hips so my cavern slid across his raging cock. The thick veins had me wince at the soreness that remained.

“I’m going to take you so often you will always have a limp in your step,” he warned. My body tensed. “It is to make you forget that fucking demon ever touched you. Only my love will coat the walls of your body and heal you until you don’t remember his name.”

And I no longer have the upper hand.

I want to melt.

One hand trailed up my thigh, and the other grabbed his cock, stroking it in front of me. “Ride me,” he commanded. His voice, once full of love, returned huskily. His eyes reddening, his fangs descending, something about having him bite me again had me all rattled.

My fingers trailed my shoulder where he bit me, small indentions that would always stay risen from his teeth. My body quivered, and my hips rose, sinking down on his steel rod. My head flew back, my finger rubbing my clit as I pushed up and down his shaft.

He growled and grunted, his hands trying to push and pull me on his cock faster. “Fuck!” His hips thrust upward, my body almost flying off the bed until he pinned me under him. His hands pushed my wrists above my head. His hips rammed forward. Moving one of my legs behind him, he did his seductive dance of rhythmic movements.

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