Page 75 of Soul Sucker

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Ella breathedin his warm citrus scent and heard the reassuring boom of his heart. Could she do it? It was a momentous step, but at this moment, with her fear driving her, she wanted to clutch at his offer and run with it.

“It would just be about sex, right?”

“If that’s what you want.”

“We don’t have to get all emotional around each other?”

“No, we don’t.”

He sounded so calm and reassuring that she suspected she was dreaming. She opened her eyes but they were still stuck in the elevator. How long had they been there now? How quickly would someone come and rescue them? Dread crowded her reason and her fingernails dug into Vadim’s flesh.

“I can’t wait. I need to get out of here.”

“Then let’s sit on the floor.”

He drew her down until his back was against the side of the elevator and she was straddling his lap, facing him.

“What if we’re rescued in the middle?”

“We’ll hear them coming and we can stop.”

Was there a hint of resignation in Vadim’s voice or was she imagining it? For the first time in her life since she was five she felt vulnerable and terrified. Her intellect told her it wasn’t a good time to be making life-altering decisions, but her instincts screamed at her to take what Vadim offered her and change her destiny.

He cupped the back of her head and brought his mouth close to hers.

“It’s okay, Ella. Just kiss me and try and forget everything else.”

She almost snorted. The man was so conceited! And then his lips touched hers, and she was kissing him back, both of them igniting, mouths fused together in a deep, passionate kiss she hadn’t expected. Imminent death obviously had more of an impact on the libido than she realized. Lust shuddered through her and she rocked against him, felt his already hard cock jerk beneath the fabric of his pants.

His hand was on her ass, pressing her even more closely against him, making her sex ache and throb.

She shoved a hand between them and worked on his belt buckle and the button of his pants, heard his breath hiss out as she stroked his cotton-clad erection.

“Wait.” He caught her hand. “You need to get out of those jeans.”

“Dammit!” She returned to kissing him even as they both struggled to unzip her jeans and shove them down. Not caring how she looked, Ella managed to wiggle out of one leg, taking her panties with the jeans. While she fought her way out of the denim, Vadim lifted his hips and pulled down his pants and briefs. When she lowered herself over him, the heat and stiffness of his wet cock surged against her.

He kissed her hard as she rocked back and forth over him until he slid inside, making them both moan. His hips arched forward, driving him deeper, and she took him in greedily until she could feel every thick, throbbing inch. One touch of his fingertip against her clit and she was coming around him. With a savage sound he thrust even deeper, his other hand on her hip controlling her movement, keeping him deep.

Another climax threatened. She gasped against his mouth as a succession of psychic sensations threatened to overwhelm her. She could see herself, feel Vadim’s satisfaction, his uninhibited sensual enjoyment of her body, of her mind… She’d never felt such perfect symmetry with another sexual being before in her life. It was the most amazing feeling in the world.

“God…” she breathed. Felt the word resonate through his mind, and his primitive response. Not human, not human at all. Underneath that beautiful exterior was a complex beast. His magical power swamped her and made her second climax so sharply edged with pleasure that she forgot to breathe. Even as she shuddered around his shaft he kept on drawing her pleasure within himself, her fear, her power, hereverything…

She collapsed over him as he climaxed, the roar of his emotions so powerful that she almost blacked out. Whatever happened next, she’d just had the most incredible sex of her life—maybe enough to let her die happy. She had no idea how long they stayed like that, neither of them wanting to disengage, neither of them wanting to face the enormity of what they had just done. She opened her eyes. Or maybe it was just her. Had Vadim felt the same? She could hardly ask him. Reluctantly, she sat up. His cock kicked up inside her and then slid free.

“Are you okay?” Vadim asked. He sounded as shaken as she felt. She tried to see his expression but it was impossible in the darkness. “Do you need a handkerchief? I have one in my pocket.”

“Thanks.”

She moved off his lap, and set about straightening her clothing. She was glad that he couldn’t see her properly because she was sure she looked wrecked.

“How do you feel?”

“I’m not sure.” She finished zipping her jeans. “How should I feel?”

“I don’t know. I’ve never mated anyone before.” He reached out and took her hand. “I felt you in my head, though. Did you feel me?”

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