Page 60 of A Vampire Bewitched
Holy shit.Emma felt like she was about to pass out, and at the same time, completely alive. She was lost. Lost completely to this male. Helpless to stop him from doing anything he wanted to her. Not that shewouldstop him, even if she could.
She cried out as he sucked hard on her nipple, flicking the tip with his tongue. Without warning, his fangs pierced her areola, drawing blood, and he groaned in delight as he sucked on her. She cried out again as pain mixed briefly with pleasure, her hips moving as she tried to ease the tension that was building within her again. Stabbing her hands into his hair, Emma held him to her breast.
“More,” she demanded. “Nikulas, please…”
Chapter 32
Out of his mind with lust for his female, Nik attacked her breasts. Her blood coursed through his body, stunning his senses. He’d never felt anything like it. It nourished him. Healed him. His muscles felt stronger, his eyesight sharper, his nerve endings electrified. And at the same time, he was completely drunk on the feel of her in his arms. In his blood.
He felt alive. More alive than he had since first becoming a vampire.
With a soft bite to her nipple, he leaned back slightly to admire her bare chest, and felt the breath still in his own. Her breasts were small, tipped with pale, pink nipples, but they were full and perfectly formed. Or they would have been if not for the small chunk missing from the lower part of her left breast.
Nik had a sudden urge to kill those things all over again.
“What’s wrong?” Emma’s breathless inquiry quickly diverted his attention back to her.
He met her worried gaze with his own. “You’re beyond beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely. And he meant it.
Kissing the hollow of missing flesh, he stepped away from the rock and lowered her down his body, licking and sucking his way up until her legs straddled his hips again. Her lips were soft and swollen under his as he kissed her, and he thrust his tongue into her sweet mouth over and over until she was kissing him back just as urgently. Her arms tightened around his neck, and her hands fisted in his hair to hold him to her. Like he was going anywhere. Dropping down to his knees, he lowered her down to the soft grass and settled his weight on top of her.
Stopping was not an option anymore.
Emma clung to him, her breathing ragged and her nails digging into his skin. He barely felt it, because just then she opened her legs and raised her hips up to meet him. She rubbed herself up and down his swollen member, and Nik responded in kind. Burying his face between her neck and shoulder, he gripped her hip with one hand to hold her where he wanted her.
He wanted to go slow, but he couldn’t fight the drive to take her anymore. With lightning speed, he sat up and undid her jeans. Her shoes and pants were off of her before she realized what was happening, and as he gazed down at her, Nik felt his entire being go still.
She watched him worriedly as his vampire eyes traveled the length of her, taking in every detail—every curve, every scar—of her body. Before he was finished, she grabbed at the sides of what remained of her shirt, and tried to pull it together to cover herself.
But Nik would have none of it. He knelt over her, still fully dressed, and looked his fill, snarling at her and holding her wrists when she tried to hide the sight of her perfection from him. He would not be denied this. He wanted to see her. All of her. At his leisure. The darkness did not deter him in the least.
And…Ah…She was even lovelier than he’d imagined.
Her skin was creamy and smooth, with light freckles covering her nose and shoulders. The paleness contrasted deliciously with his natural tan as he laid his palm between her luscious breasts, directly over her heart. Her scars were discolored, ragged areas from the attack she’d survived. The ones on her front similar to the ones he’d already seen. But they only made her more beautiful to him.
His tiny warrior.
Her hips, though slight, were still full and feminine. Her legs and arms were toned and strong, her stomach subtly curving down to the soft, red curls that covered her sweet pussy. He wanted to bury his nose in those curls. Nuzzle down into them, spread her open with his tongue, and taste her until she came in his mouth.
But that would have to wait.
Yanking his shirt over his head, he threw it to the side, pausing a second to allow Emma the same time he’d demanded from her. Her eyes eagerly devoured his bare skin. When he moved to undo his jeans, her eyes flew to his waistband, and her tongue wet her bottom lip. He rose to his feet, and quickly divested himself of his boots and jeans. The entire time, he never took his eyes from her.
Then he was lowering himself back down to the female lying waiting in the grass. Nudging her legs open with his knee, he moved over her, sliding his throbbing cock up through her slick folds and back down again, spreading her moisture to prepare her for him.
Emma stopped breathing as his broad head nudged at her entrance. She hadn’t had time to see much, but from the quick look he’d given her, he knew she was nervous. He felt the anxiety rear up inside of her, and he kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he rolled his hips, sliding himself back and forth over her sensitive nub. In no time at all, she was raising her hips to meet him, hands squeezing his biceps as a different kind of tension rose between them.
He gathered her wrists in one hand and held them over her head. Sliding his other hand under her plump ass, he held her hips still as his cock slid through her slick heat. With one powerful thrust, he entered her, crying out against her mouth as her body tightly hugged his entire length. Nik heard her wince and he stopped. His muscles twitched as he allowed her time to adjust to the size of him. Kissing her softly, his entire body trembled with the effort it took not to pound into her, but he held himself still, waiting for her.
“You’re so tight. Are you okay?” he rasped.
Emma lay completely still beneath him, breathing hard. “I think so.” She moved her hips a bit, and Nik groaned as he slid in and out, just a little. Just enough to torture him. He fought to hold still, and a shudder ran through his entire body. He squeezed her ass as his head fell to her shoulder on a loud groan.
“I can’t stay still much longer, sweetheart,” he hissed in her ear. She moved again underneath him. “Emma! Ihaveto fuck you, I…Ah!”
“Yes. It’s okay. I’m okay.” She moved her hips again, encouraging him with soft moans.
Nik pulled his arm out from under her and lowered her ass down to the grass. He slid his hand under her leg, lifting it onto his shoulder, and opened her up even more for him. Releasing her wrists, he propped himself up with a hand on each side of her shoulders, then slid himself nearly all the way out before slamming back into her with a hoarse cry. “You feel so good…” He slid out again slowly, and pushed back in. Lowering his head, he nipped at her nipples as she arched her back, then he could take it no more.
