Page 83 of Bite The Terror That Feeds

I was already on the verge, so just a pump or two would send me over the edge. He was all muscle from head to toe, and those dark eyes were so powerful they made me weak. The pompous man I wanted to kill was long gone, replaced by this drop-dead gorgeous hunk.

He started his thrusts, nice and slow, his dick treasuring every inch of my body.

That was all it took. My hips bucked, and I came, my hands reaching for his forearms for something to claw.

He kept up his easy pace and watched me shatter like glass. My nails sliced his skin, but he didn’t seem to notice. All his focus was on me and my pleasure, the way I convulsed as I took his behemoth of a cock.

It felt so good. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d come like that.

Or if I’d ever come like that.

The instant I was finished, he changed his pace completely, fucking me hard and fast, his powerful body pinning me into the position he forced me to hold. He hit me like a hammer to a nail, over and over, pushing me deeper into the mattress.

“Make me come again…” It was hard to believe it had happened in the first place. That my body could produce such a euphoric explosion. It happened so fast that I couldn’t explain exactly how it felt. It was just so good that I had to believe it was fake. I’d never had a lover make my toes curl twice in one night, let alone one session, but if he was as good as he said he was, he should be able to pull it off.

“Yes, baby.” He changed his angle slightly, rubbing my clit with his pelvic bone, grinding over and over.

It was a whole different kind of pleasure. Having that big dick invade me while his muscular body dragged against my wet clit. And all of it happened as I lay there, enjoying the sight of this sexy man pleasing me.

Well, vampire.

I was fucking a vampire.

It was wrong. So wrong. But fuck…it felt so good.

I came again, turned on even more by the wrongness. This time, my hands planted on his chest as I rode the high, feeling his white-hot stare on my face as I came around that fat dick. I knew I would regret this once rationality returned, but for now, all I could do was enjoy how damn good it felt.

His pumps quickened, and he released, giving the sexiest moans I’d ever heard a man utter. His voice was so deep, like the deepest and darkest places in the ocean. Deep like war drums in the distance.

I watched him come—and that was a whole new level of sexy.

We finished with a kiss, like a couple who did this every night before bed.

He pulled out and released me, my aching body slowly unfolding.

“I’m sorry I stabbed you…”

“It’s alright.” He grabbed the linen from the dining table and wiped away the blood as he walked back toward me. “You’ll pay for it later.”

“I will?”

He gave me that dark stare, his smile nowhere in sight. “Absolutely.”

16

COBRA

I sat in the study with Viper.

He was visibly pissed off about the whole Ethereal thing, but he didn’t mention it, probably out of stubbornness. “They should have been back by now.”

“I know.” It’d been on my mind every day. Based on our calculations, Kingsnake should have returned from his journey a week ago. “But there may have been a storm that set them off course. Or perhaps they encountered unexpected obstacles once they arrived. There’re a million different possibilities, and we shouldn’t fear the worst.”

Viper continued to stare at the map on the desk between us, as if that thin piece of paper held the answers. “It can’t just be the two of us…”

“It won’t be.”

“I could send ships to search for them.”

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