Page 20 of Blood Day: Part Two
He drew a circle with his tongue instead, prolonging the moment while my body begged for more.
It was so overwhelming, my vision coming and going as he took me with a strength that could easily kill me.
But he wouldn’t let me die.
He wanted me to bloom.
Tolive.
I felt that truth in my spirit, that link between us wide open and pulsating with renewed vigor.
His incisors struck then, drawing me back down to our reality, reminding me of his power and virility.
I screamed, his name a curse and a prayer as my world dissolved into rapturous waves of nonsensical bliss.
Air no longer mattered.
The water around us was no longer a threat.
All I could feel was the orgasm ripping apart my soul and destroying me entirely.
Cedric.
Cedric.
Cedric.
His name whirled through my mind, slid off my tongue, and echoed all around us.
He didn’t stop drinking.
He didn’t stop fucking me either.
He just forced me into a darker oblivion, demanding more pleasure from my body and leaving me weeping against him.
I couldn’t take any more. Not another second.
Yet he forced a third climax through me, stirring sounds from my throat that were inhuman in nature.
Only then did he follow me over the edge, his own orgasm drawing a thundering growl from him that would haunt my dreams for eternity.
So passionate and intense.
Monstrous and savage.
Oh, Goddess…
He was breaking every part of me, dismantling my views on the world and compelling me into this new one.
An existence where our souls danced. Where our hearts beat as one. Where his sole purpose in life would be to protect me.
An impossible future.
One I knew was a fantasy more than a reality.
But for the moment, I contented myself in believing this could truly be our destiny.
I absorbed his pleasure and allowed it to fuel me, loving the way our bodies connected and reveling in the sensation of his hot arousal inside me.
