Page 64 of Heathens

Control the beast, Dominic.

“There’s no God here,” I breathe. “It’s just me.”

That throaty laugh makes my cock twitch inside of her.

“You’ve got a real fucking ego, Dominic.”

“You’re the one who’s about to comeallover my cock.“ I pause and grip her hips, forcing her to fuck me harder. “Again.”

Her pussy flutters and pulses, her swollen clit rubbing against me. I reach down with one hand and circle it with the pad of my thumb as my claws retract. I want to be gentle, even if she doesn’t; she has to have a reason to give me her trust.

I’m going to need it.

A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth and I can’t help but notice how blissed out she looks, her cheeks a bright shade of rose petal pink as she gets closer and closer.

“Please,” she rasps. “Fuck, Dominic.”

“Now who’s begging?” I rumble. “Tell me what you want.”

“Make me come!” She gasps. “Fuck, please, make me come and I’ll do whatever you want!”

“Anything?”

She collapses on top of me, the only thing moving are her hips. A sob ripples from deep in her body, her mouth colliding with mine in a feverish and animalistic kiss that leaves both of us breathless. I don’t even care if I come again. I just want to hear her moan.

“Keep making those pretty sounds for me, Sofie.”

She moves her hips faster, my cock pounding into her as we fall back into our chaotic and furious rhythm, trading grunts and groans back and forth. I snarl in her ear, the knot in my stomach growing tight again. She’s so fucking wet. I need her, need to be buried in her, need to have her by my side all the time.

Sofie lets out another loud moan that sends me over the edge. I can’t stand it anymore, rolling the two of us over in the blink of an eye as I pin her arms above her head. Her lips are parted, stained with fresh new blood. I must have nicked her with my teeth during a kiss. My bloodlust is so insatiable that I’m unable to resist and bite into the top of her breast. The second the warm, coppery liquid touches my tongue, I come so hard my vision whites out. Sofie screams, clenching around me.

“Dominic!” She keens. “Fuck!”

I dislodge my fangs and smear the blood all over her bare tits with my tongue, dragging it up her neck and marking her as mine. Her body relaxes, melting into me as her legs wrap around my waist.She’s breathing hard, wheezing a little as I pull back, the bottom half of her face stained crimson.

Everything feels right. It just fits.

And all I can think is she’d make a beautiful vampire.

SOFIE

Duncan Towers

“Dinner?Withhim?“ Ruby exclaims as I fix my hair in our bathroom mirror. “I can’t fucking believe you.”

She freaked out when I told her what Dominic proposed, and she freaked outagainwhen I told her I agreed to it.

“Honestly? Neither can I.”

There are tubes of lipstick and eyeliner scattered all over the counter, scattered in with everything else I’ve dug out of my makeup case. I’m already doubting my outfit choice. What does someone wear to dinner with a crime boss, or a vampire for that matter?

In the end, I opt for a simple, low-cut black dress that hits my mid-thigh. Something Dominic would like, I hope. My hair is wild and wavy. No sense in styling it if he’s just going to wreck it all later.

“Look, it’s obvious why he invited you, but why the hell did you say yes?”

“Because he’s paying me 200 grand, Ruby. That’s enough to improve security and make things safer. Just imagine what we could do to this place with that kind of money! Who the fuck could say no to that?”

With my ring finger, I smudge the brown liner beneath my eyes a little more, trying to make them look less like Charlie’s. Sometimes it’s hard to look in the mirror without seeing him. We had the same eyes. It was the only way I could tell for sure that he was mine. Otherwise, he looked just like his dad.

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