Page 28 of Kristin

She gave me the smallest hint of a smile, “I got pissed off at something and walked out.”

“They just let you walk out?”

“No, they didn’t know I was going. I’m sure they figured it out pretty quickly, especially Joshua who watches me like hawk.”

“He is rather protective.” I cupped her cheek, “I’m glad you came to me, Kris. I was just thinking about you.”

Her smile began to grow, “You were, huh?”

“Yeah, I always seem to be thinking about you.”

The smile vanished, “Is that because of your job?”

I shook my head, “No, it’s because of who you are. A beautiful woman that I can’t seem to get enough of.”

Her hands slipped up my chest and to the back of my head, “Then let’s see if we can rectify that, shall we?”

Like I was going to tell this goddess no. I leaned forward and kissed her tenderly, my hold brought her closer to my body as the kiss deepened. I pulled back, “How long do you have before they find you?”

She shrugged, “Does it matter?”

“It does if I want to take my time and love every inch of you.”

Her eyes brightened, “Then we will have the time.”

I shifted my hands to her hair and began to remove the clips that secured her long tresses. They slowly began to fall, and when I had all the clips out, I ran my fingers through the luxurious waves to comb it out. Her eyes closed, her lips parted, and she rested her head back on her shoulders as if she were in heaven. My lips went to her neck, and I ran hot kisses up and down the column, pausing once to bite at the tender skin.

She whimpered as she held my head in place as if she were asking me to bite harder. I shifted her head to the side so I could reach her neck better, biting down on the column of her neck just under her ear. She practically crawled up my body as I released the skin and caressed the spot with my tongue.

A moment later, she was tearing at my t-shirt. Not just trying to get it off me, but literally tearing it from my body. My knees went almost weak with how fucking hot that was. She lifted her face to me, her eyes crystal blue, the tips of her fangs just visible behind her full lips and her mouth went to my neck. The rasp of her fangs ran along my skin, and I thought I would orgasm right then.

I had never really imagined what it would be like, but now it was what I wanted. I cupped the back of her head, holding her mouth to my neck, practically begging for her to take my blood—but she didn’t.

She pulled herself away from me, smiling seductively as she stepped back and pulled me by the hand toward the hallway. My gaze drifted to her shirt, where her erect nipples peaked through the fabric and my dick throbbed harder.

We barely got into my room, before I was cupping her breasts and then bent down to mouth them through the rough material. I dropped to my knees, working quickly at the waistband of her pants to get them off. I needed to taste this woman. I needed her like she was what would keep me alive.

She went to remove her top, but I stopped her, “Oh, no, keep that sexy thing on.”

She chuckled huskily as she sank to the edge of my bed and I practically dove between her legs. She held my head in place, straining against me as I hit all the right spots and pushed her over the edge. She rolled over, getting on her knees and backing up. Oh, fuck yeah. My track pants were gone in a second, and I didn’t need any further invitation as I slammed into her from behind.

One hand held her hip in place, the other ran up her spine, under her shirt and back down before grabbing her other hip and slamming into her again. I was so close to finishing when she pulled away, rolling over and moving back on the bed. I crawled onto it with her and she pushed me down to my back, climbing over my hips and seating herself on me.

Her long hair spilled over her shoulders, and I brushed it aside so I could watch her breasts move as she rolled her hips. I gripped them, squeezing tightly as I knew she liked that and felt her body squeeze me intimately as her head fell back on a moan. I could still see the tips of her fangs and I wanted so badly for them to be buried deep in my throat like my dick was in her body.

I curled a hand around her neck and pulled her face down to mine, “I want you to drink from me.” The words husky as they left my mouth and her eyes widened ever so slightly, but she shook her head. “Why?” I stopped moving my hips and held her face in my hands.

“Because I don’t want to ruin this, Hugh.”

“Ruin in? Wouldn’t that make it better for you?”

She closed her eyes for a moment, and when she spoke again, her fangs were retracted, “You make it better for me. I just want us to be a man and woman. For just a little while, I want to forget what I am, what you are, and just feel us.”

I caressed her cheek, leading her face to mine where we kissed unhurriedly for a few moments, “Then let’s be just us.”

She didn’t have to say anything, but I saw the thankfulness in her eyes as she began to move over me again, and the two of us eventually tumbled over the top together.

Kristin lay with her head on my chest, her fingers drifting over my stomach a few minutes later when she sighed. I squeezed her hip, “What’s wrong?”

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