Page 65 of Blood Bought

He pulled me in by my hips, and a heartbeat later, we were standing in a farmhouse-style master bathroom. He hardly took in the room as he stared down at my chest and reached out to rip off my shirt, grinning at the gasp it elicited. “We don’t need clothes, remember?”

“Oh, I remember.” I was surprised to find I wasn’t scared of him at all — he was completely in control of himself, of me, of our situation. What I’d seen, what he’d done... it was just hunger, and I’d make damn sure he was never that hungry again. “Go on, then. I don’t need pants, either.”

“That’s my girl.”

Alaris dropped down to his knees so slowly it took my breath away. He ripped those jeans from my skin as if they were made of paper, then leaned in to kiss along my lower belly.

All that power, all that savage bloodlust on its knees for me. “You still haven’t had my ass, you know.”

“I know. I haven’t had a lot of things I need. But that doesn’t make it any less mine. Your ass will have its turn, Sweets.”

He flicked his tongue on my clit, and I no longer cared which parts of me he took. I just needed him.

“Alaris, please...”

He was so strong, thattonguewas so strong and so moving so unnaturally fast that it had me writhing quickly and begging him not to stop.“Pussy is mine, Adalind. Mine.”

“Yours! Oh, fuck. Right — Alaris —ohgod—” I came so hard I hit my head on the wall behind me, but I barely noticed the pain and that man just kept going, not stopping until I was arching off the wall and scratching at his scalp with another mind-altering orgasm, and then he glanced up at me with my come all over his lips and chin.

“Delicious.”

“Fuck,” I gasped, biting my lip. “Better than my blood?”

“Don’t make me choose, Adalind. I’d kill for them both.” He set me down and stood, his cock bulging in those dirty sweats as he tried to figure out the shower.

I let him go for a little too long, enjoying the quiet cusses he let out — then put a hand gently on his arm to move him out of my way. “You still have my blood on your pants. Burn them, please. I’ll get this.”

He glanced down at them and zipped away, appearing back a few moments later completely naked. “Done. Any other demands, tiny rebel?”

He slid his hand down my lower back and squeezed my ass, distracting me entirely. “Yeah, you can take my boots off for me since you forgot those earlier. But don’t rip these, I like them.” I grinned as I popped my foot up behind me and got the water started, and to my surprise, the Heir of Discipline took off my boots without hesitation and then crowded me the second we got under the water. “You looked good naked and just in boots.”

“Did I?” I tried to stay calm, collected, but fuck me, it was hard. Everything about him made me want to melt and freak out and come until I cried. “Wouldn’t have enjoyed them getting all soggy though, Sir,” I whispered, then slowly sank down to my knees and let the water run over my flushed skin as I leaned in to kiss the head of his cock. “Can I remind you of what else my mouth can do?”

“Yes,” he growled, hips twitching forward so his cock pressed against my face as he braced himself on the wall behind me. “Haven’t gotten off in a week, don’t judge me when it happens fast.”

For me, it was less about getting him off and more about proving to him I wasn’t afraid of him. I needed him to know that. I needed to believe it too, so I licked my lips slowly and sucked him in.“Want me to touch myself this time?”

“Always. Love how you smell when you’re aroused.”

He pet my face as it twitched in my mouth, his hips already moving and needing more as his head fell back with a groan. I closed my eyes against the strain of that giant thing pushing my jaw apart and slipped my hand between my thighs, pressing and teasing my swollen clit as I felt that persuasion dull my gag reflex again.

“Harder.”

Alaris complied, his hand tightening almost painfully in my hair as he pushed in and rolled his hips, then snapped even deeper. “You got it, my sweet girl. Just like that.”

Over and over, I choked on that thing as I rubbed faster and moaned like a whore —hiswhore — wanting him to own me, break me, use me, defile me, and fuck, I needed his come.

I couldn’t see through the tears in my eyes as I tried to focus on his face instead of the saliva splashing back out of my mouth as he fucked my throat like a tight, wet cocksleeve, and when he finally started to shake, I knew he was about to give me what I needed.

“Already so good at this, baby. Gonna come. Come the second you taste me.” He fucked harder, cutting off my airway completely as he emptied down my throat, sending a shockwave through my system that had me dying as I followed his command.

“Good girl. Fuck, you’re perfect.” I watched the water slide down his abdomen as he helped me to my feet, then he gripped my chin so he could meet my gaze. “I was going to do this after a proper date like humans do, but I can’t wait any longer.”

He kissed me right there under the water, not giving me a second to catch my breath, and everything about it made me weak. The way his arms held me close, the way I had to rock up on my toes just to reach. The way his tongue flicked over my lip and demanded to be let in, taking me as soundly as every other part of him had.

“Holy shit,” I whispered as he pulled back.

“Yeah, that.”

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