Page 62 of Unholy Gambit: Checkmate in Blood
Pain flashed white, sharp and fast, but vanished in the same instant, and there was only pressure. His mouth pulledonce, twice… and then thefloodcame.
Heat.
Need.
A rush so intense she cried out. Her hips bucked into his. Her back arched.
It wasn’t like the first two orgasms. Those had risen over time. Built. This hit like a lightning strike — her whole body lit from inside, every nerve ending singing.
Her hips moved while his were still. She fucked herself on his cock while he held her upper body still and drank from her, sucking her life force into him.
She was still coming when he pulled his fangs free, sealing the marks, and then suddenly he was moving faster,deeper— not rough, but with purpose. With heat.
And her pleasure soared higher, and higher still. Her hips met his, and his pounded hers. She felt him deep inside and wanted him deeper. The friction burned but she needed more.
And he gave it to her. Faster, harder, until her body built again and the release had her screaming, roaring.
When her brain was just about to engage again, her body still fluttering, she felt him shudder.
The first pulse of him inside her made her gasp. The second dragged another moan from her throat. Her walls clenched around him, rippling through the last of her climax while he poured himself into her, his hands locked hard on her hips, like he didn’t dare let go.
He groaned low in her ear, no words, just breath andneed.
And then he stilled. Fully sheathed inside her. Head bowed.
Chest to chest.
Heart to heart.
His weight over her, heavy, real, safe.
Andhers.
She lifted her heels and wrapped her legs around his body. Her arms were already around him, and she squeezed with all she had. “More, Axel.Fuck.” To herself, she wondered why she’d waited this long, and his retort came fast in her head.
Because I wasn’t here yet.
He moved his upper body away from her, looking down. “It’s time to feed you dessert, darling Aurélie.”
He wouldn’t let her put her dress back on, so she put his shirt on when he went to the kitchen to retrieve her dessert, but he only took it off her and playfully tugged one of her nipples.
“Naughty Aurélie, covering up when her vampire is naked.” He kissed her. “No shame, darling Aury. Not around each other.Ever.”
And so, Aury sat naked in front of the fire while the love of her life fed her Italian stuffed peaches, a new experience for her — baked peach halves filled with crushed amaretti, cocoa, honey, and butter.
Like biting into a love letter, decadent and messy and intimate as fuck.
After her second bite, she asked him, “We aren’t through with, you know, theotherstuff, are we?”
He grinned at her. Leaned in. Kissed the corner of her mouth.
“Use your words. We made love my darling Aurélie, my soul mate, the love of my life. Perhaps next week we’ll fuck, but always, there will be lovemaking along with the fucking.”
She blushed, and telepathed what she was thinking because it was too embarrassing to say aloud.
Thank you for teaching me how to touch you. I need to learn more, but you told me you’d let me, and you did. It was important.She took a breath to say the next part, even though it wasn’t necessary when telepathing.I’ve seen porn, so I know I can pleasure you with my mouth, too. Will you teach me that?
He fed her another bite, eyes soft and impossibly warm, before answering.
