Page 18 of Vampire Soldier

He leans closer, pressing his lips to my inner thigh and trailing them towards my center. His breath fans across the sensitive skin and goosebumps race across my flesh. “Then I better set the standard high.”

Before I can say another word, his mouth is on me. The first brush of his tongue has my head falling back and my eyes closing. I have no idea what I’m supposed to do, so I let the sensations wash over me, allowing him to show me the way.

I’m not completely inexperienced, but it’s clear the men in my past were not the right partners.

With each pass of his tongue and teasing nibble from his teeth, the pressure builds within me. My breath comes in fast pants and I find myself rocking my hips, trying to seek the most pleasure.

Malachi groans, the sound vibrating against my flesh, and grips my ass, pulling me even closer. He licks, sucks, and kisses until all I can feel is the heat rushing through my veins and the ache that’s settled deep within me.

I reach down, needing to feel him, but Malachi is already there. His hand intertwines with mine, and he pins it beside my hip. He does the same with the other. I try to free myself, but his hold is like iron. I can’t break free.

The knowledge should send panic rushing through me, but it has the opposite effect. I relax back, trusting that Malachi knows what he’s doing.

I’m not disappointed.

He continues to worship my body, alternating between sucking on my clit and fucking me with his tongue. Each stroke of his tongue has a strangled cry leaving me, my hips jerking against his firm hold. It’s so hard to stay quiet when all I want to do is let go completely.

My climax builds, coiling my body tighter with tension as I squeeze my eyes shut. I bite down on my lips, desperate to stay quiet.

I lose the fight. One second, I’m hanging onto the edge by a thread, and the next, pleasure slams into me. An intense heat floods through my veins and every muscle in my body tightens, bowing the couch as my back arches. Then Malachi’s hand is there, covering my mouth even as his mouth still works me. I let out a shout, the sound muffled against his palm.

As my body comes down, he slows, drawing out the last tendrils of my release before lifting his head. His eyes, still golden with its ring of bright crimson, stare up at me. He’s not smiling, but there’s a satisfaction in the way his gaze caresses my face and body.

“NowI’m going to fuck you.”

ChapterNine

MALACHI

The scent of her orgasm is thick in the air, the taste of her sweet arousal still on my tongue. She is the most intoxicating thing I’ve ever experienced. And she has no idea the effect she has on me.

My entire body is shaking with the effort to maintain control. All I want to do is plunge my cock deep inside of her and take her as hard as she needs. I’m not even undressed yet, and she’s pushing me to the edge.

She’s so wet, and hot, and ready. Her thighs tremble as I trail a fingertip along the delicate skin, and her breath hitches, the sound music to my ears.

“Please, Malachi.”

My name on her lips. There is nothing more erotic.

I can’t stop myself from pressing my fingers against her entrance, dipping inside her.

Her breath leaves her on a sigh, her lips parted and her head tilting back.

“Please,” she says again.

And I can’t deny her any longer.

“Tell me,” I whisper as I position myself, her hips held in my hands, her legs wrapping around me. “Tell me if you need me to stop.”

I’m not sure I could, but I would.

Blake’s blue-green eyes, the color reminding me of the Mediterranean seas around warm islands, meet mine, and I’m frozen in place as she reaches out to pluck at my shirt. “This is a little unfair. You’re still completely dressed.”

She’s right. I haven’t removed a single item of clothing. But that’s not the point. “I don’t care about fair. But I can compromise.” Holding her gaze, I shrug off my jacket, letting the ridiculously expensive Italian material fall in a heap to the side. Her hands—how am I just now noticing how small her hands are?—start attacking the buttons on my shirt.

I reach out and pull off her shirt and bra in one move, then dip my head, taking one dusky nipple in my mouth. I love the way she reacts, her soft skin against mine, her nails raking across my chest.

“Fucking hell,” she moans as she finally gets the last button undone and her hands find the hard planes of my stomach.

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