Page 19 of Blade

“They’re awesome. This is the best party I’ve ever had.”

“You haven’t lived until you’ve been to a Pride party at the club,” he answers. “We’ll have to make sure that happens soon.”

Eleven

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The Pride leaves late, and by that time, Emryn is so tired that I find her asleep before she manages to get changed into her pajamas. I had every intention of going back to my own room at the compound, but when I knock on her bedroom door, I see that she’s flopped back on the bed asleep. I decide to stay for one more night. I remove her sneakers, shirt, and pants, and tuck her into her bed, then slide in beside her.

In her sleep, Emryn snuggles closer to me and murmurs my name before settling with a little sigh into the crook of my arm, with her arm across my belly.

This feels so right, and yet, I can’t forget Guard’s words. His omen that something’s coming makes me nervous. I look down on Emryn’s soft, dreamy expression as she sleeps. I refuse to let anything touch her. She’s mine, and I protect what’s mine.

The next morning…

There’s nothing more erotic than hearing Emryn’s moans of pleasure as I run my fingers through her slit and watch her writhe beneath my body. Her soft panting breath, begging me for more, almost makes me come without being inside her. That hasn’t happened to me since I was a teenager.

This woman is a drug I can’t resist.

It starts with an innocent kiss on her shoulder as she sleeps. Her creamy skin beckons for my touch, then my hand roams her body. The sheet is wrapped around her waist, but her breasts are exposed, except for the pale pink bra, which moves easily to the underswell of her breasts so I can play with her nipple.

In her dazed state, Emmy lifts her hands over her head, stretching out but giving me full access to suck gently, while teasing the other nipple with my fingers. She arches and lifts her hips, and the sheet is pushed lower, revealing her panties.

I can’t resist the temptation and inch the panties down and off before nudging her thighs open. Her wet, glistening pussy is waiting for me. One taste isn’t enough, and suddenly, I’m starved for her. I eat her slowly at first, but when Emmy begs prettily for me to let her come, I’m voracious. I can feel the passion growing; her leg muscles tense, her belly clenches, and her climax is imminent. Her fingers dig in my scalp, and she bucks under me, begging for my cock. Her other hand grasps the sheets.

“Baby,” she utters with a gasp.

“What do you need?” I ask, enjoying the show.

“You.”

“You got me,” I tease, giving her pussy another lick, then inserting two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out in a steady rhythm.

“Your cock. I need you inside me.” Emryn pants out the words, her breasts heaving, her skin dewy and glowing.

“Your wish is my command,” I groan at her ear, and with a hard thrust, I impale my thick cock in her pussy. Crying out, she grips my shoulders and wraps her legs around my waist.

“Don’t stop,” she whispers. There’s no way I can stop, she feels so fucking good wrapped around my dick. Her hot, wet, sleek pussy is gripping me like a vise.

“Not stopping, baby,” I say, and I thrust inside her over and over. I find her hands and lace my fingers through hers, holding them on either side of her head. She soars to her climax, her back arched, her hair strewn across the pillow, her mouth quivering as she mewls her release. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I’m right with her and can’t hold off any longer. I sink balls-deep inside her once more and let loose a lion’s roar. Emmy holds me tighter, her lips peppering my neck and shoulder with kisses. I’m careful not to crush her, rolling us both, so that she is lying atop me.

Daylight peeks in through the window. The sunlight hits Emryn just right, showing her toffee-colored hair in shiny disarray, the perfect image of a well-fucked woman. Her lips are rosy pink and swollen from our kisses, and her skin is soft and supple under my touch as I run my hands down her back, cupping her nicely rounded ass.

“You make it hard to get out of bed,” I tell her, kissing her forehead.

“You make waking up fun,” she counters with a giggle.

“What’s your plan for the day?”

“Now that I have an office, I’m going to work on my website.”

“That’s a good plan. If you need any help?—”

Emryn doesn’t let me finish. “I have to do this myself.” She stiffens in my arms, and I can see there’s more to this. I consider pushing for more information but decide it’s too soon. Despite what I feel for Emryn, we’re new. Very, very new, and I have to remember that not everyone moves at the same speed. But it stings that Emryn’s not ready to share.

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