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I can barely see straight again before he’s tossing me over his shoulder and heading down the stairs to his bedroom.

ChapterTwenty-Three

Echo

The little witch bounces as I toss her onto my mattress. Her dark hair fans around her, and my breath catches in my chest. I don’t need to breathe. It’s an unexpected response. But she’s fucking beautiful. Sure, her exterior is a nice bonus, and yet, it’s not the part of her that I’ve got an unnatural addiction to.

I strip out of my clothes faster than her eyes can process. I check her feet, but she lost her flats at some point. Watching her heavy tits heave makes my balls feel tight. I stretch a hand down to work my cock. Here’s hoping I didn’t majorly misread this situation, because I need some fucking relief.

“Wow.” She licks her lips, staring at my frame with hooded eyes. “Is this a vampire thing? Are you waiting for an invitation?”

I chuckle.

Me.

I don’t think anything is funny unless I’m being sarcastic.

I toss myself down on the bed and pull her until she’s lying over my lap. My cock bounces around her soft lower stomach as I pin her legs with a forearm. “I forgot. I swore I was going to make sure you remember the consequences of commanding me not to intervene insaving your fucking life.”

She moans, wiggling against me. “Get on with it, then. I’m pretty sure you’re all talk.”

I growl, landing several stinging slaps on her luscious ass. She begs louder the harder my palm lands against her tender flesh. My free hand wraps in her hair, tilting her head back. Her eyes are closed as she pants like she’s truly enjoying the bite of pain I offer.

I’d much prefer to bite her in another way. My shaft leaks, jolting against her skin. She holds herself up with one palm on the bed and stretches the other between us until she’s fisting my cock in her small hand. Her thumb circles my crown as she works me with just enough pressure to make me crave more.

“I am sorry, by the way.” Nadia trembles as I land several harder slaps on the opposite cheek. “Come on, I want you inside me.”

I smirk. “Beg pretty and maybe...”

“Please, Echo! Fuck me, please?”

“What do you need, baby?” I murmur, yanking her up by a handful of her hair. She twists, tossing a knee over both of mine. Her hand lands on my chest as she grips my cock, positioning it between her slick lower lips. She grinds against the bottom of my shaft, biting her lower lip, and I ache to dig my fangs into it.

“I need you to stretch me out,” she says, blinking up at me from under her lashes.

My grip tightens at the base of her skull. It’s really fucking strange how constricted my chest feels when I stare up at her. She’s incredibly enticing with her hard nipples bouncing with each ragged breath.

I vaguely wonder if she’s just this good at her job, or if she wants me as much as I crave her. All thought flees my mind as she sinks down on my tip.

“Fuck,” I hiss. Both hands move, digging into her hips. I give her a little shove farther down my shaft. Oh, good God. She knows just how to swivel her hips to make my fangs descend.

“You’re looking a little bite happy,” she moans, sealing her lips to mine. Every time I lift her, she falls farther down my throbbing length. My hand wraps around her back as I palm her head in the other. She’s not afraid to tease the remaining inches of my shaft as she works her clit. She’s so slick, it feels like she should be able to take all of me, especially after seeing her with the mutt. “You’re so hard,” she says into my mouth.

“Mmm, I am. All for you, darling darkling.”

“I can’t decide if that was cute or horrifying.” She shoves my chest, and I fall until my back slaps against the mattress.

I clutch at her luscious hips as she grinds over my length.

The vision of her stomach moving as she works me over sends my monster rising to the surface. She wasn’t afraid of my fangs. I wonder if the same would be true with my eyes completely white. Her head falls back as she rides my cock like I’m just here for her pleasure. The thought would turn my stomach with anyone else, but for her, it only intensifies my obsession.

“Fuck me just like that,” I growl.

Her puffy pink lips part as she moans, “I’m so close.”

I cradle her with an arm around the top of her ass and roll us. Her back hits the mattress, but her legs hang off, as mine did. I lift her with my forearm, holding her to me as I crawl us up the mattress.

I yank a pillow out, shoving it under her head.

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