Page 37 of Ashvale: The Vampire's Thrall
This was spiralling out of control and I couldn't bring myself to care. Too lost in his taste, in his smell, in the scorching heat of his palms as they cupped my breasts, stroking my nipples with his thumbs as he looked down at my soft curves with a hunger that might have made me blush if I was still human.
I wanted to feel more of him, his flesh under my fingertips, but he was too busy to let me get my fill. Warm lips ghosted over me, licking and tasting until his tongue curled around my nipple and I gasped, my head tipping backward as he feasted on me. A quick sting made me look down and Hayes looked up at me, his fangs glistening and his eyes nearly black as his pupil swallowed the iris. A fresh puncture wound was on my breast and when he lowered his head to drink I cried out at the sharp pain mixed with a heady pleasure that made me desperate to remove the final layers of clothing between us.
Hayes didn't seem inclined to move and I growled as I grabbed his face, pulling it up to mine and kissing it savagely, tongues and teeth colliding in a biting kiss that left us both panting. I ripped his shirt in my effort to get it off as soon as possible and he looked bemused as the tatters of it hung around his body.
The space between us evaporated as his hands found my zipper, tugging my jeans down roughly until they hung open at my hips, revealing the fragile black lace covering me as I spilled out of the seams. His hands stroked down my waist reverently, squeezing my arse, barely covered by the lace before he shuddered. "Off. Now."
I stood and immediately hated the distance between us as I pulled my jeans the rest of the way off and let my underwear follow suit.
There was the thinnest band of blue visible in Hayes’ eyes as he took in my curves, the fullness of my breasts, hips and thighs, and the softness of my belly.
His jeans hit the floor and I blinked, barely having seen him move. I hid my smug smile. He was coming undone, and it was because ofme.
"Of course it fucking is," he growled as he strode to me with purposeful movements that spoke of domination. "You drive me fucking insane, Leonora."
His mouth claimed mine and his chest brushed against me before he lifted me and I hooked my thighs around his hips.
I groaned as his mouth found my neck again, trailing kisses there before he licked tauntingly at the small puncture wounds on my neck and then my breast.
He looked up, glancing at the distance between the wall versus the bed before backing up and letting me stay atop him as his thighs flexed beneath me.
I took the hard length of him in my hand and stroked him as his tip rested against my entrance.
His eyes fluttered closed as his head fell back, exposing the long, strong column of his throat, smeared with blood—his or mine, I couldn't say.
"Leonora," he panted and I revelled at the sound of my name on his tongue. "Stop fucking teasing andride me."
I obeyed, sinking down onto him hard, and we shuddered in sync as the bond seemed to flare inside of us. I rolled my hips and nearly came straight away as my pleasure redoubled through his, the connection making every sensation a beautiful torture. "Shit."
Hayes' jaw was clenched tight as he fought for the same control I needed too. "I think we're going to have to go hard, love. Because if you don't move soon, you might kill the both of us."
I obeyed, lifting my hips up and slamming them down, aching for him to fill me and gasping when he did, his dick driving in and sending me pulsing. Slick wetness formed between us as I moved desperately, building us into a fever pitch of movement. God, it was like I'd started coming when we were joined and I hadn't stopped. Small sparks made my breath ragged as Hayes took over, pulling me to his chest and thrusting up into my pussy, moaning into my ear as he found an angle that drove the both of us wild. "You're dripping for me, love. Do you hear it? Can you hear how much you want me?"
My voice was overtaken by moans as I begged him with my body for release. "Oh, oh, oh—don't fucking stop you bastard."
His chuckle rumbled through me as he stilled, sitting me back up on top of him so he could take my wrist in his hand. I immediately set a furious pace, my hips rocking hard into his until his smug smile disappeared, replaced by one of intense hunger.
He bit cleanly into my wrist and the pull of his mouth and sting of his teeth sent me over the edge. I clamped down around his dick and he moaned around my skin, meeting me thrust for thrust until we both cried out.
He sat up, letting my wrist fall between us, my blood smearing across his muscled chest as he pushed us harder.
Our bodies pressed together tightly, his heat bleeding into me as his hand slid under my thighs, lifting them slightly as he moved with a ferocity that had us both shattering with a cry of bliss that bordered on pain.
I wasn't sure what sex had been like as a human, but I had no doubt that it hadn't been anything like what we'd just experienced—especially with the bond taking his pleasure and running it through me and vice versa.
Hayes pressed a kiss to my shoulder and despite myself, I felt relaxed, safe in his arms as he cradled me, stroking lazy fingertips over my spine as he laid back against the bed without jostling me.
"That was—"
"Inevitable," I supplied and felt him nod.
"How's your head?"
"Fine," I said, surprised that it was true. I wasn't sure if it was something about the magick of the bond, healing me in ways I couldn't understand, or if it was just getting my mind off of the memories trying to break their way through and instead going blissfully blank with pleasure.
"Good," he said quietly and I hid my smile in his chest.
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