Page 40 of Kingly Bitten
I drew my teeth upward to return my lips to her ear. “Yes, sweet strategist.Light.” I slid my palm up her side to her breast, my thumb circling one erect nipple. “It’s true that vampires and lycans are sexual beings. We can captivate our prey and subdue them with ease. But there’s so much more to the equation, Doctor.”
My opposite hand left her hip to glide along her lower abdomen to the short blonde hairs of her sex.
“Our preferences and skills all vary,” I continued against her ear, my thumb and forefinger pinching her nipple and drawing a soft moan from her lips. “So it’s not about what we are, darling genius.” I slid my fingers downward into her slick heat. “It’s aboutwhowe are.”
She shook as I explored her folds, my thumb finding that soft center to give her the friction she craved. Another moan left her mouth, and this one sounded almost strangled, like she was fighting her body’s reaction to my touch.
It caused my lips to curl. “Sweet girl,” I whispered, nibbling on her earlobe. “I’m not just any vampire. I’m a fuckingking. And you’re about to find out why.”
I speared her with two fingers while my thumb continued to stroke her sensitive flesh. She cried out in response, making me grin even more.
And I gave in to the impulse to bite.
My fangs punctured her pretty little throat, piercing her vein with ease and sending her over the edge into a climax that had her gasping in surprise.
She grabbed my arms, holding on for dear life as her body spasmed endlessly against mine. Almost as though all her decades of denied pleasure culminated in a single moment with her tight sheath squeezing the shit out of my fingers.
I didn’t let up, spurring her onward with strokes against her clit, pumping my fingers into her channel, and stroking that spot deep inside that drove women mad with desire.
She screamed, her nails digging into my skin as she fell into another intense climax.
Her blood against my tongue made me growl, my desire to drink her dry an overwhelming craving inside my mind. But I held on to my sanity, enjoying her taste while playing her body to perfection.
My name left her mouth, a plea in her tone, but hearing her call me Jace just encouraged me to continue.
More sucking.
More petting.
Little pinches to her abused nipple before switching breasts and hands.
Caressing her inside with my fingers once more.
Teasing her clit.
Pushing her into a rapturous spiral that redefined her reality. Tears touched her cheeks. Her lips parted soundlessly. Her body became liquid in my hands.
And she convulsed again.
I only drank enough to keep her in this euphoric state, my goal to show her the true power of a vampire with restraint.
It was a well-learned lesson. One I didn’t stop delivering until she came so hard and for so long that she passed out against me.
Only then did I slowly release her neck, careful not to rip her skin, and lift her into my arms for support. I kissed the top of her head, finished washing the two of us off, and wrapped her in a large cotton towel.
Her eyelids eventually lifted to showcase pupil-blown eyes, her hazel rims thin around the black.
“I look forward to hearing more on your analysis of my kind in the evening, Doctor,” I told her softly as I carried her to the bed. “And I expect that orgasmic experience to be fully detailed in your report.”
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