Page 76 of Death God

His eyes burned with dark, devouring hunger, which only excited me. This never got old. His thirst for me would never fade, nor mine for him.

“A bonus, Sunshine?” he purred, thrusting into me brutally. “Promise?”

I arched my back at the incredible friction. The vampire knew how to fuck. That was undeniable.

“Do you prefer riding me, Bride?” he asked. “Do you have enough strength?”

A realization hit me. All this time, ever since he’d entered that door and seen me naked and helpless in bed, he’d been careful not to cage me. He’d brought me away from the bed and let me straddle him, so I wouldn’t feel threatened, even with him.

He understood that I’d nearly been violated and that I needed to feel in control.

Despite the mage urging him to mate with me right away, Marlowe had taken his time with me and talked to me, putting my needs above his.

The Vampire God was a merciless, brutal, and malevolent being, but he was never like that toward me. This world might shift like a castle on the sand, but Marlowe was my anchor. I wasn’t sure about a lot of things anymore, but I knew in my blood that my mate would move Heaven and Hell for me.

Warmth swam in my middle, and liquid fire licked the tender flesh between my thighs. Strength poured back into me.

I heaved up and down his impressive length, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh erotic and stimulating. My vampire huffed in pleasure.

“Yes, Sunshine, fuck this cock just like that,” he growled.

I was no longer Sunshine; I was a firestorm.

“Like to be fucked, don’t you, vampire?” I taunted him in a husky voice, knowing he liked that.

“Use me however you want, Bride. I’m forever yours.”

I took what he offered and rode him from Sunday to Monday, and it didn’t take long for him to buck his hips up and pound into me savagely.

I squeezed my eyes shut just to savor the feeling of being fucked so deliciously and mercilessly by the gorgeous vampire before I growled at him. “Who’s fucking who now?”

“Why don’t you decide, mate,” he said, driving into me possessively. “Your pussy burns me like eternal sunshine. With you, I taste heaven again.”

“If you want more, it’ll cost you, vampire,” I purred.

“I’ll pay any price, Bride,” he crooned.

Danielle and Paris once tried to drill the concept of not mentioning the elephant in the room into my skull. But they were polite and proper shifters, and I was a rude one who got the job done.

“I’m glad you brought up payment,” I said, not missing a beat riding him. “And before you’re truly willing to pay the price, I need to know if you love me or not, since you haven’t said the L word to me for some reason.” I quickened my pace, fucking him fast and hard. “If you do, I must know how much, so I can get an idea.” Yep, I confidently pointed out the elephant in the room. “If you haven’t fallen in love with me yet, you can do that later.”

He stared at me as if I’d grown two heads, then he let out a low chuckle.

“What?” I felt a little irritated and a little nervous, so I pounded my strength into him, which was meant to punish him, but he only growled in pleasure.

I wasn’t sorry about asking the tough question. Someone had to do it. The Vampire God always took what he wanted unapologetically, so why shouldn’t I do the same? Besides, he didn’t exactly follow the dating rules of the modern world either.

“After a century, you still have to ask, Bride?” he asked.

“Why not? I want to hear it. I’m a girl.” I slid up the length of his shaft, my pussy squeezing the crown before I slammed down to his base.

His eyes rolled back with pleasure.

“I once felt responsible for you,” he said. “After I took you out of the shifters’ jail cell and you constantly challenged me and got under my skin, I fell for you irreversibly.”

I smiled at him proudly. “Since you’ve admitted your undying love for me, let’s get to the bigger part of our relationship. Will you propose to me?”

“Right now?” He frowned at me while not missing a beat, delivering wicked pleasure.

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