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nudged her wet
pussy.
    “I thought you needed to mount me?” She
gripped his shoulders as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her
hips tilted, and he sank a little into her heat, grinding his teeth
together to stop himself from coming immediately.
    “I do, but I want to make love to you this
way, first. I won’t come until I’ve got my fangs in your shoulder,
but you’re going to be so hazed with pleasure that you won’t even
feel my teeth.”
    Her nails dug into his back as he pushed into
her pussy a little more. She was so fucking tight that it made his
eyes cross. He slipped his arms under her, one hand moving to her
hips to lift her and the other wrapping over her shoulder. As he
lifted her lower body and pushed forward, he sank deeper into her.
He couldn’t stop, not until he was completely inside her.
    “Are you okay, sweetheart?” he asked, pausing
his press into her.
    Her fingers flexed, and her nails bit into
his skin, but he didn’t mind. “Yes, more, Alaric. Give me all of
you.”
    He loved that she wasn’t afraid of him.
Pressing his lips to hers, he coaxed her mouth open. Sucking on her
tongue, he pushed his hips forward, sliding all the way into her
pussy until her heat enveloped him completely and their bodies were
tightly wed. She gasped into his mouth and clutched at him, kissing
him back with fervor. Tangling his fingers in her hair, he chuckled
and lifted from her mouth.
    Angling his hips, he slid out of her until
only the thick head was inside her. He purred when he slid in more
easily, her body accepting him. He kept up his slow withdrawal and
push, slowly drawing her body toward the edge of pleasure. He could
feel her pussy tighten as he entered her, the little rhythmic
clenches were driving him insane.
    Tilting her hips a little more, he pushed
into her faster, swiveling his hips until he heard her gasp of
pleasure and knew he’d hit the right spot. Driving into her faster,
he stroked over that place again and again.
    “Look at me when you come,” he demanded, his
beast riding the surface, anxious to mark her.
    Her eyes popped open, the brown a beautiful,
rich color flecked with gold. “Alaric,” she whimpered, her knees
squeezing his waist.
    “Mine. Mine,” he chanted, pumping into her
wildly now, his purr of happiness slipping into a growl of
possession. She threw back her head and moaned loudly, gripping him
to her and lifting her hips to meet his thrusts.
    He lifted from her and gripped her hips,
spinning her to her stomach and lifting her onto her knees. Her
soft panting groans turned into one long groan as he drove into
her. Their bodies slammed together. Sweat glistened on her back,
and he smoothed her hair from her face so he could see her. Rubbing
her shoulder with his free hand, he squeezed the tight muscle and
knew she wasn’t relaxed enough to mark yet.
    He leaned over her back, bracing himself on
the headboard with one hand and reaching under her, wiggling his
hand between her breasts and the bed to tease her nipples. The
tight little buds deserved to be licked and sucked to perfection,
but he’d been all too happy to simply eat her pussy. He vowed that
the next time they made love, he would give her all the attention
she deserved.
    Securing her nipple between his fingers, he
applied gentle pressure, keeping up the steady rhythm into her. She
groaned, tossing back her head and meeting his thrusts. She
straightened her arms and lifted her upper body from the bed,
allowing him to cup her breasts more easily. The heavy globes were
warm in his hand, and his mouth watered at the thought of tasting
them. Moving to the other nipple, he gave it the same attention,
tugging and pressing it between his fingers lightly until she began
to gasp and her body trembled.
    His hand made its way down her stomach and
found her clit easily. With just a few strokes, he sent her over
the edge again. Kissing her shoulder as he fucked her soundly, he
could feel that the muscle was still tight