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“That’s my plan.” She taunted the Firebrand with a slow exploration of his body before she kneeled on the tile in front of him. Starting near his crotch, she swept suds down one thigh and calf, skating over corded muscle. She did the same on the other side.
When she straightened, she pressed herself tight to his back, her breasts flattened against his skin, her arms encircling him to soap his chest, to pinch his nipples.
God, he’s all rock-hard ridges.
Rein pivoted, but she shoved him against the steamy glass. “No. My show. Remember?” As he reached out to touch her, she slapped at him. “Patience.”
With a low growl and lust-heavy eyelids, he complied. Her fingers trailed down his tight abdomen, savoring every tantalizing inch of flesh. She teased his erection with soapy touches. When he growled a warning, she fisted his cock, gliding up and down his granite-hard shaft.
“Ah, Brae. Gahya.” Rein moaned, arms tense, head bent, and knuckles white as he pressed against the sides of the shower. His knees buckled slightly as her hand slid from the crown of his length to the hilt.
She roundtripped it, cupping his balls, lathering them. When she plunked the soap on the shelf, she walked Rein and herself into the water to rinse off. While warm streams sluiced down their aroused bodies, he wrapped both arms around her, hugging her, prodding her with his hard erection. Despite the aching need between her own legs, she broke loose from his grip.
Braelyn dropped to her knees on the tile floor, her fingers sliding from his shoulders to his chest to his abs. Clutching his waist, she touched her lips to the tip of his cock, her tongue licking the swollen crown. He jerked, his muscles impossibly tighter, but she dug nails into his ass.
Chin tilted, Braelyn gazed into his eyes. “Delicious. Maybe you can persuade me to give you a simple, uncomplicated blow job.”
Braelyn could not believe her brazen words. But touching Rein was natural.
“Fuck me with your mouth, Brae,” he said between short, rapid breaths, arms straight, his hands leveraged on each side of the shower.
She took his shaft into her fist, blowing a hot breath across it. With her lips wrapped around him, she licked the ridge under his crown.
“Damn.”
Fingers curled around the hilt of his engorged flesh, she sucked on the head. Her tongue flicked the underside of his length. Up. Down. She kissed the tip as she lightly stroked him.
“If you keep teasing, Brae, this isn’t going to end well for you.”
She met his stare with a wide-eyed innocent look, offset with a wicked grin. “I think everything’s going very well. I’ve got what I want.”
Rein growled. “Take me. All the way to the back of your throat.”
“My pleasure.” She stretched her mouth open, getting down to business. As he spread his thighs farther apart, she set a rhythm, stroking the root of his hard shaft while drawing him deeper.
Rein’s hips bucked forward. When she cupped his balls, squeezing with light pressure, he moaned. As he shuddered, he fisted her hair. He pumped into her mouth, showing no mercy. Faster. Faster. Until he shattered. His head fell back while he called out her name. His body spasmed with a final release. A deep, satisfied growl crawled up his throat, his hands slipping from where they tangled in Braelyn’s hair.
“Damn.” She fell back onto her heels, her eyelids heavy, her chest heaving.
Rein gripped Braelyn’s forearms to lift her from the floor. “My turn.”
His irises were rimmed in red, and the points of his fangs peeked from his open mouth. But Braelyn was unafraid. She palmed each side of his jaw, rising on tiptoe to kiss his lips. He was hot, and she had broken through his cold control.
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Reinhissed, retracted his fangs, and veiled his eyes to hide the crimson telltale sign of vampire lust. He took control of the kiss, stabbing his tongue into her mouth, exploring, sucking on hers until she was climbing his body. Without another word, he gripped her ass and, with her legs tangled around his waist, carried her to the bed, both of them dripping wet.
Tossing her onto her back, Rein pushed between her thighs, his large shoulders spreading them. “You don’t understand what you started.”
“Don’t I?” She rose onto her elbows, slipping him a teasing grin, her fingers biting into his shoulders.
“There’s a beast inside me. You, Brae, make it very thirsty. If it gets free, it’ll drink and fuck until you die from too much pleasure.”
“Less talking. More sucking and fucking, vampire.” Braelyn’s purple-flecked hazel eyes fixed on him, reflecting his own lust. Her lips were swollen from having sucked his cock. A vein drummed in her luscious neck.
“Damn.” His hands brushed over her tawny nipples, already pebbled nubs. He palmed her small but perfect breasts, squeezing them before he glided on to trace her narrow waist and curvy hips. The scent of her arousal curled around him. When his dick twitched, aching to possess her, he slowed his heart rate, willing himself to calm.
Breathe. Breathe. Control.
