Page 122 of A Bond Beyond Blood

My Vinny needed to claim.Conquer.

He twisted my nipples until the pain was too much and I tried to push away from him, then tugged me back again, putting me right back where he wanted me.“Hold still,” he growled.

He wasn’t just claiming me, marking me; he waserasingEli.

And that thought was fucking intoxicating.

“Oh god,” I moaned into the bed, arching my back as he positioned my hips in the air.“Please, Vinny.”

“Fuck, Jacqueline, you never have to beg.”He notched himself at my entrance, sliding the thick head of his cock through the wetness gathered between my legs.“You have me.I’m yours.”His hands slapped onto my hips and he flexed his fingers in a possessive, unforgiving hold, digging his fingers in deep, then he shoved into me in one forceful thrust, burying himself to the hilt as I cried out into the bedding.

My body trembled as it stretched to accommodate him, but he didn’t wait for me to adjust.

“I have to fuck you,” he grunted with each thrust of his hips, the words rough.Possessive.

Desperate.

I whimpered with need, fisting my hands into the comforter to steady myself as he pounded into me.My muscles ached with the strain of holding still for him even as my body wanted to rock forward with each angry thrust of his hips.He grunted as he fucked into me, those fingers digging divots into my flesh, leaving marks on me that would last days.My pussy throbbed from the beating, swollen and flush, dripping with need, but this wasn’t about me, not really.

Vinny was angry and threatened and feeling insecure.

I also didn’t have to be a mind reader to know that about him.

He was proud, and Eli knew exactly what buttons to push.

Hell, he’d pushed all of mine.Touched me in ways that—

Oh god.

My pussy clenched around Vinny at the thought.

Eli’s hands on me, the pressure of his hard length against my body.

The way he wanted me.

The way I shamefully wanted him right back.

“Fuck,” Vinny ground out through clenched teeth.“Your cunt is like a vise.”

“Vinny,” I moaned, stretching my back to press harder against his groin.His hip bones jerked painfully against my ass as he fucked me harder, then his hands flexed, gripping me so hard I cried out from the flash of pain.He pulled out with a desperate growl, then spurts of his cum painted my back in wet heated sprays.

I moaned as he marked me, pressing my ignored tits into the bed, desperate for any friction I could find.

I ached with need, my pussy clenching around the loss of him.

He splayed his hand on my lower back, then smeared his cum, pulling it down the crack of my ass to the swell of my pussy until that, too, was covered in him.

“Vinny,” I sobbed, my voice hiding none of my frustration.

He curled over me then, wrapping his dirty hand around my throat, then he tugged me backward.With my legs still bound snugly together, I was unable to move.He had me pinned against his hard chest, his thick cock nestled against my ass.I shuddered as his mouth found my neck.He licked and bit at me, rocking slowly against my body, ready to go again when I still hadn’t even had a chance to finish.

It was cruel punishment, withholding my orgasm like this.

With a shift of his hips, he pressed his cock between the tight squeeze of my thighs, rocking forward, sliding around in the slickness of his cum, my arousal, teasing my clit with each forward glide.

“Fuck,” I moaned on a violent shudder.

“You still smell like him,” Vinny purred, and I trembled with need.“Even covered in my cum, you smell like the vampire king.”

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