Page 297 of Cruelly Bitten
A crypt.
The place where she’d be reborn as a vampire.
But first… I needed to be inside her.
I set her on the coffin, her thin white dress nearly translucent in the candlelight around us. “You’re stunning,” I praised her, loving her ethereal appearance.
She resembled a bride—innocent and sweet and ready to be corrupted.
Only, a goddess stared up at me, her power intangible yet overwhelming in nature.
“Take off your dress,” I told her, loving that she obeyed without question.
This was our dynamic.
I kneeled for her. But she also kneeled for me.
Equals.
Eternal soul mates.
I kissed her as her outfit fell to the dirt floor, my mouth hungry against hers.
She was naked.
No lingerie. No layers. Just hot skin and ready female.
Free my cock,I said into her mind.
She grabbed my belt, unfastening it with nimble fingers before popping open the top button and pulling down the zipper.
My shaft pulsed as she fisted it, my body more than ready to take hers.
Guide me, my queen. Put me where you want me.
She hummed, her mind vacillating between acceptance and teasing.
But in the end, need overruled all else.
She wrapped her long legs around my hips again, her heels digging into my ass as she forced me to align my groin with hers.
Then she angled my head toward her entrance and said, “Fuck me, my king.”
Lust licked a decadent path down my spine, my abdomen flexing.
“As you wish, my queen.” I thrust forward and forced her to take every inch of me. Her hot cunt spasmed in response, her lips parting on a gasp.
Then I silenced her with my tongue.
Hold on to me,I told her as I began my sensual assault.I’m not going to stop until you’ve come at least twice on my cock.
Which wouldn’t be hard since she was already on the verge of detonating now.
She grabbed my shoulders, her nails sharp even through the fabric of my dress shirt.
I caught her hip, my hand angling her to the place I wanted her most, my opposite palm going to the back of her neck.
“Cam,” she breathed, arching into me.
