Page 68 of Discovery of the Vampire
But I didn't want him in control.
Widening my thighs to make room for him, I pulled on his shoulders until he lowered his weight over me, the hiss he released when skin met skin, raising the hair on the back of my neck.
"I need you so much," I whispered. "Please, Brogan." I widened my thighs more and slid my arms beneath his, wrapping them around his back. "Please." Lifting my head, I pressed my lips to his, running my tongue along the seam until he opened for me on a groan.
His large body shuddered once. Twice. And I slid my hand between us, finding his hard length and lining him up with my entrance. He pushed with his hips, the head of his cock rightthere, and I pulled my hand away.
Immediately, he pulled back just a little and pressed forward again, sliding into me a little bit more.
"Oh, God…"
He felt so good, stretching me wide to take him. Sucking his bottom lip into my mouth, I bit down hard, tasting his blood on my tongue.
Brogan froze over me, but I only moaned as a shudder wracked my muscles. He tasted like the most delicious wine, and I bit down again, sucking hard this time.
He cried out against my mouth as he withdrew and thrust forward hard, sinking all the way inside me.
My breath caught in my lungs, and I released his mouth as he pulled back, his eyes wild and his fangs bared between his parted lips. But I wasn't afraid. No. Not at all.
A drop of blood beaded on his lip, and he ran his tongue over the wound. "Esme…" Fear flashed in his eyes.
"More," I demanded. "Give me more." I writhed beneath him like a wild thing, the drops of blood I'd tasted burning down my throat in the most delicious way, setting my body aflame as my muscles clenched around his cock, still inside of me.
He hesitated only a moment before bringing his wrist to his mouth and biting down, opening the vein for me and pressing it to my mouth. I latched on, my hands wrapping around his wrist to hold his arm still as I greedily drank. Tension coiled within me, tighter and tighter as his blood sparked every nerve in my body.
Brogan groaned, lowering his head as he began to thrust into me, deep and hard. Keeping his wrist to my mouth with one hand, I pressed the other to the back of his head, silently telling him what I wanted. Chills chased each other up and down my spine when his fangs scraped the top of my breast right before he sank them into my flesh and sucked, pulling on the small veins there.
His hips picked up speed, his large body bent over me, and I met him thrust for thrust, burning alive from the inside out until the inferno centered low in my stomach and exploded outward, so intense I lost my grip on his wrist as all control left me and my womb tightened and released over and over with such pleasure it bordered on pain.
As soon as I released him, Brogan lifted his head and slid his arms beneath me, holding me tight even as I continued to jerk beneath him, his hips pounding into me wildly now until he pushed impossibly deep, his entire body straining and his hips jerking, trying to get deeper as he threw his head back with a primal cry and found his own release.
My eyes widened as I watched him.Dios. He wasbeautiful. Like a wild creature from the most damning level of sin. And I would happily stand before God and take whatever punishment He wanted to dish out just to see Brogan like this again.
When it was over, he collapsed on top of me and buried his face into the side of my neck, breathing hard through his mouth, his heart pounding against mine. He didn't say anything, but he didn't have to.
I felt it, too.
As our breathing slowed and the sweat cooled on our skin, he pulled his cock from me and rolled onto his back, gathering me into his arms and tucking my body against his as if he never wanted to let me go. I laid my head on his chest and listened to the steady thrum of his heart, grateful for the silence that enveloped us so we could keep reality from ruining this moment just a little bit longer.
And when he lifted my face to his and kissed me, softly at first, and then with swiftly building hunger, I gave myself over to him again without hesitation.
It was hours later when we finally made our way downstairs to find the house in chaos.
26
BROGAN
Esme and I came downstairs hand in hand, and I couldn't take my fucking eyes from her.
If I thought she was gorgeous before…
God. I had no fucking idea.
We'd showered together, and she was dressed more casually than I'd ever seen in stretchy black pants that showed off her perfect ass and a pullover red top with black stripes, the stitching so fine evenIcould tell it was probably expensive as hell. Her thick, dark hair, still damp from the shower, was gathered in a low ponytail with wisps of escaped hairs that framed her gorgeous face. She wore no makeup since I'd thrown it all in her bathroom trash. All natural, she was fuckingstunning, even without that damn red lipstick that drove me insane.
Despite the voices coming from the back of the house, she was the only thing that consumed my thoughts as we reached the bottom of the stairs and headed toward the kitchen. Something fundamental had shifted between us tonight. The connection I'd felt with her since that first night at The Purple Fang had deepened into something I couldn't have imagined possible when I got into her head, and I'd been utterly unprepared.
I'dheardher silent pleas. Knew what she needed from me. And honestly, I was still shocked by it all.
