Page 82 of To Crave Madly
My hands fisted into his hair. I held him in place as my back arched off the makeshift bed under his continued assault. I was so close. Almost falling off the edge. His mouth left me, and I whimpered at the loss but then I felt the scrape of his fangs down the inside of my thigh. Oh my god, was he going to feed from methere?
Bright white light flashed behind my eyelids as his fangs pierced my thigh. Pleasure raced through me as his bite sent me crashing over the edge and drowning in bliss. The mother of all orgasms ripped through me and my entire body clenched. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t breathe. I gripped Jasper’s head between the taught muscles of my thighs as the aftershocks of my climax caused my body to jerk.
Holy Christ. Intense didn’t even begin to describe how amazing that was. And we hadn’t even had sex yet.
I finally took a shaky breath and looked at Jasper, who was still feasting between my thighs. His black gaze met mine and I watched as he pulled his fangs from my leg. Then, without breaking eye contact, he gave a slow lick over the place where he had bitten me to seal the wound.
Holy shit on a stick. That was just plain hot.
Jasper then pulled his fingers from me. He brought them to his mouth and licked them clean, moaning in delight as he did it.
Fuck.
“I need you, Jasper,” my voice was ragged. I was desperate for him. I needed him inside me, filling me.
“Beg me for it,” Jasper whispered as he knelt between my knees. He leant down and hovered over me but not close enough to touch me.
I reached between our bodies and palmed his cock through his pants.
“It doesn’t feel like I need to beg,” I replied saucily. I loved provoking him. God, I hoped he punished me for it. He bent down and nipped at my neck, sending a shiver down my spine.
“Lori... what will I do with you?” A smile played at the corner of his mouth. I could think of a hundred things he could do to me, all of which included him fucking me senseless with the hard length I was currently fondling through his pants.
I undid his trousers and slipped my hand inside. A breath hissed between his clenched teeth. I stroked my hand down to the base of him achingly slowly. He thrust his hips towards me, making me work my hand faster.
“Doesn’t look like I’m the one begging,” I whispered against his lips and I grasped his shaft harder, squeezing it and watching him tremble. His control was slipping, and I couldn’t wait for the untamed beast to run free. All he needed was a little push over the edge.
I leaned up, took his bottom lip between my teeth and I bit down hard. He growled into my mouth as I sucked on his lip where I broke the skin. I could taste his blood on my tongue as I pulled back from him. His eyes watched me intently as I licked my lips and I moaned in desire as the sweet taste of him flooded my senses. I expected my body to reject it like last time but, as the flavour of him exploded along my tongue, all I could sense was him. There was nothing like the taste of him, it was vibrant and energetic and my body zinged with desire as his blood entered my system.
“I won’t fuck you until you say please.” He held himself completely still, restraining himself until I gave into him.
Until I submitted.
I let go of him and placed my hands above my head, exposing myself vulnerably in front of the beast, like I was offering myself up as a sacrifice.
“Fuck me, Jasper...” I paused deliberately making him growl again. “Please.”
I’d barely said the word before he was ripping my shirt open, the buttons flying everywhere and pinging off various surfaces onto the floor. My bra was next; it didn’t stand a chance against Jasper’s desperation. He bundled my shirt and bra up my arms and turned them into a makeshift restraint around my wrists. He sat back on his knees to admire his handiwork. He trailed his fingertips down my neck, passing by my breasts but not touching them. I tried to shift them towards his hands, but he removed them altogether and I groaned in frustration.
“Don’t move,” he demanded in a tone that brooked no refusal. He placed his fingers on my neck again and started a lazy trail down my torso. It was agony; he just wouldn’t touch me where I needed to be touched. This was my punishment for teasing him. Now he was teasing me, and it was pure torture. It took all my effort not to writhe under his touch. I exhaled a breathy moan of frustration and I heard Jasper chuckle at my lack of patience.
“So impatient, Lori.”
“Jasper,” I begged, “please.”
I felt his hot, wet mouth clamp around my nipple.Yes. Finally.His tongue swirled around my pebbled peak, then he bit down hard and I cried out. He soothed the pain away with his tongue and then repeated the process on the other side.
I watched Jasper shed his clothes, watched as his muscles rippled and I licked my lips waiting for the moment he’d settle his weight atop me and finally thrust his cock into me. It was agonising to wait, and he knew he was torturing me. I could see it in the laughter in his eyes; he was enjoying himself far too much.
“On your knees,” he commanded. I couldn’t move quick enough. I flipped myself over and threw my ass in the air. It was going to be hard and fast and just what I was hungry for.There had been so much build of sexual tension between us that I didn’t want to take it slow. I needed him like I needed oxygen to live.
He slapped my ass hard. I gasped at the sharp pain.
“That’s for being impertinent,” he said before slapping my other cheek. “And that’s for all the trouble you’ve caused me,” he whispered into my ear before slamming into me. I was propelled forwards by it, but Jasper gripped my hips and pulled me back, sinking himself further into me. He pounded into me, over and over again. It was fast and ruthless, and I fucking loved it. It didn’t take long before I was rushing into another orgasm and, judging by the way Jasper was picking up speed, he wasn’t far behind.
“Oh god, Jasper.... don’t stop.”
He reached one of his hands around me and started rubbing furious circles between my thighs. I was going to burst. I couldn’t take any more. My hands gripped the throws as I climaxed, and my body trembled and quivered as pleasure coursed through my veins. I felt Jasper jerk inside me as he found his own release, a groan ripping from his throat. I loved how guttural and animalistic it was. Like he was more beast than man.
