Page 26 of A Bond Beyond Blood

Chapter Nine

Jack

Vinny pulled back to look down at me and I gasped at the sight of him.Blood dripped from his mouth, but I hadn’t felt the bite.Was that something they could do?Make you not even feel it?My hand flew to my neck, but there was no wound, and my fingertips came away dry.

“It’s mine,” he said, his voice thick with hunger.

Or lust.

They were so closely linked with vampires; I couldn’t tell one from the other.Maybe they were one in the same.

“Do you want me to stop?”he asked.

“Oh, God no,” I answered way too quickly.

Vinny’s lips pulled into a smile, bloodstained and beautiful.I ran my thumb across his bottom lip, then brought it to my mouth, and as I sucked the blood from my skin, his eyes widened and I swear to God his fangs got sharper, longer.

“Jacqueline...”

“I’m not afraid of you.”

He wrapped his hand around my jaw, his grip bordering on painful.“Open.”

I did and his grip tightened, keeping my mouth open.Then he lowered his face to mine and drove his tongue deeply into my mouth even as he held me so firmly I couldn’t kiss him back.Each stroke of his tongue against mine, the coppery tang of his blood, reached a deep part of my belly, tightening my groin with need as heat rushed south.My clit throbbed; my pussy clenched around him.

When he pulled back, he shook his head in awe.“I wish you could feel what it’s like to be inside you.”Then he settled his elbows on either side of my shoulders and cupped my head, his body deliciously heavy on top of mine, and he rocked his hips, driving into me again with that slow, agonizing patience.But,god, I’d waited a year for this man!Denied my feelings, when all I wanted was to be his.

No, I didn’t want slow and tender.

“Vinny?”I whispered.

“Hm?”

“Don’t hold back.”

“Fuck,” he growled, his eyes dark with lust and rimmed with a crimson so bright I briefly wondered if the red was reflected on my face.“You don’t know what you’re asking.”

“I don’t care.”

He growled, then kissed me senseless once more.When he pulled back, he simply said, “I do,” but then he picked up the pace, driving into me with faster, harder,deeperthrusts, and I couldn’t think of anything else past the delicious fact that Vinny was going to fuck me right into the mattress.

The headboard hit the wall with each sharp drive of his hips.The bed squeaked and creaked beneath the force of his drive.My body hummed and hurt in equal measures.

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