Page 75 of Blood Submission

“All of it,” he ordered.

Blood flooded into her cheeks, making them flush, but she did as he ordered, pulling off the shirt and tossing it on top of the rest. She didn’t try to cover herself.

A low growl rumbled in his chest. She wasn’t wearing any underthings. There was a buzzing in his head as his eyes traveled from the lock of hair curling around one dusky nipple, to the curve of her hip, to the scars on her belly, to her shapely legs and the “V” of dark curls in between, and even her smallfeet.

Grinding his jaw against the urge to spin her around and take her against the wall, he ripped off his shirt, still wet from the rain. His skin felt tight, his fangs ached, and his manhood was so engorged it was painful. But he welcomed this pain. “Lie down on the bed,” he told her as he knelt down to unfasten his boots. “On yourback.”

Again, she did as he told her. But he wasn’t fooled. His little mouse only obeyed his commands because she chose to do so. Her sweet, earthy scent was only tempered by the musky smell of her sex. There was no stench offear.

As he rose and unfastened his pants, kicking off his boots much as she had, her hungry eyes were rapt on his manhood. When he was as nude as she, he took the heavy length in his hand. It filled his palm, and he stroked himself as he walked over to her and dropped to his knees.

She immediately sat up, reaching for him, but he pressed her back down. “No, Laney.” Kneeling beside her, he released his sex as he ran his free hand over her soft skin, afraid he would come merely from the sight of her. Laney arched her back, pressing her breasts into his palm, and he pinched her nipple. “Spread your legs. I want to seeyou.”

She did, and he moved until he was lying between them. Her sex was soaking wet, the scent of her desire strong. Placing his hands on her thighs, he pushed them even further apart. He could see her opening, and lower, herass.

He would possess her there one dayalso.

Sliding one hand up her leg to her pelvis, he ran his thumb through her satiny folds, spreading the moisture to the hard nub hidden within.

Her hips bucked. “Dante, please…”

He kissed the inside of her thigh. “Shhh, little mouse.” Dante was fast discovering that he enjoyed this particular type of torture, both for her and for himself. But more than that, he was determined to take his time and enjoy this gift that had fallen into his hands against all theodds.

He circled her clit a few more times, eliciting a groan from her before moving his thumb down through her wet pussy to press inside of her. Her hands fisted in the blanket as she arched her back again, trying to force it in deeper. Pulling out, he replaced his finger with his mouth, inserting his tongue. Her taste made himmoan.

She rocked against his face shamelessly as he licked up the length of her, flicked her clit with his tongue, and then took his mouthaway.

“Touch your breasts,” he ordered.

She immediately covered them with both hands, moaning when her fingers brushed over her nipples.

With the sounds of her pleasure in his ears, he lowered his head back between her trembling thighs. As his tongue went to work on her clitoris, he cupped her ass in one hand and pressed his thumb back inside her. In and out, in and out—until she was panting and moaning his name. He longed to bite her, to taste her sweet blood mix with her desire, but he made himselfwait.

When he sensed that she was on the verge of coming, he slid his thumb out and moved down to her ass. He circled the outer ring, spreading her moisture, readying her. She stilled when she realized what he was doing, but he pressed his other arm across her hips and held her there. Baring his fangs, he bit her at the same time that he invaded her tight ass with his thumb. The blood from her swollen clit covered his tongue as he swirled it around the hardenedbud.

Laney came instantly, her body jerking uncontrollably as her cries echoed around them. He pumped his thumb in and out of her as he held her in his fangs and continued to flick her with his tongue. When she stilled beneath him again, panting heavily, he didn’t give her any time to recover. With one last taste, Dante rose over her and lined himself up with her pussy. A guttural cry escaped him as he pushed his thick length inside of her. She was hot and wet, her body squeezing him as he withdrew and slammed in again. And again. And again. Faster and faster as she bent her knees and raised her legs to give him better access to herbody.

Gathering Laney’s wrists in his one hand, he raised them above her head. She laced her fingers through his as he held them there, bracing his weight on his elbow as he slid in an out of her slick heat. When he felt his balls tightening, he lifted his free arm to his mouth and bit down. Pressing it to her mouth, he ordered her to drink. “Take it. Takeme.”

She moaned at the taste of his blood, every pull on his vein sending sparks of lust straight to his sex. Lowering his head to the curve of her shoulder, he reared back slightly and sank his fangs into her warm flesh. Laney cried out against his arm, and Dante moaned in ecstasy as he began to drink, every swallow sending her lifeblood shooting through his body. He felt everything, heard every tiny sound of pleasure that tore from her throat. Dante pounded into her, barely keeping himself under control, trying hard not to hurther.

She bit down on his wrist, and lust surged through him. Lifting his head, he roared with the strength of his release as Laney tensed beneath him. Waves of passion escalated through his body as his seed pumped from his manhood, continuing for long moments after the pulses of her orgasm had wrung himdry.

Dante released his fangs from her neck, licking the wound clean, and then doing the same with his wrist. Holding her leg around his hip, he rolled to his back, taking her with him until she was sprawled on top of him with their fingers still laced next to hishead.

He ran his free hand down her back and over her ass, overcome with the power of what he was feeling, in spite of the release he’d just experienced. “If you ever try to leave me, little mouse, I will hunt you down. There will be nowhere for you to run, nowhere for you to hide. I won’t ever stop until I findyou.”

Bracing her arm across his chest, she lifted her head. Her silky hair tumbled around them, shielding them from the rest of the world. Her face was flushed, her eyes bright as she smiled. “Promise?”

As he gazed spellbound into her beautiful face, Dante’s black soul was engulfed by light. He washome.

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