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your
mate.”
    The sensual growl that escaped from his
full, luscious lips made her heart tumble. He turned her around.
Raylene instinctively reached for the nearby piling and held on
with all her might. Deegan stood flush against her, his erection
hard and throbbing at her back. His hands lifted her top from the
waistband of her skirt. Thank God it had snaps as he tore open the
blouse and pulled it down until it hung from her wrists. His hands
lifted her skirt, and in a firm grip, grabbed her silk panties,
tore them and threw them to the ground. She heard a zipper being
lowered, and the anticipation killed her.
    “ I can’t wait, Raylene. It has
to be here. Now. I have to be inside you.”
    “ Yes! Do it, just
do…”
    He took the breath and words
clear from her as he thrust into her wet pussy with a
deft , slick
slide. He held himself inside as if savoring and memorizing
everything, every sensation that battered both their enhanced
senses. He pulled his huge, thick cock all the way out, inch by
agonizing inch, and then thrust back in to the hilt. A glorious
moan of raw, sexual satisfaction rumbled deep from Deegan. Oh God,
she was going to come already, she was so close.
    Nothing, however, prepared her
for the double assault of Deegan suddenly pounding into her at such
a fast pace and his fangs sinking into her back just above
her right
shoulder blade. He pulled and drank deeply, his greedy gulps in
concert with his throbbing and pummeling cock. He marked her—as his
mate. She blew apart; she would have sunk to the ground if Deegan
were not holding her tightly around her waist. The climax hit her
like nothing she’d ever experienced before. It was if someone held
sparklers in front of her eyes. Her world exploded. A kaleidoscope
of colors swirled in her vision. Wave after wave of orgasms hit
her.
    Deegan pulled his fangs out,
his tongue brushing over the holes and sealing the bond for
eternity. His semen blasted through her, hot,
thick , and
potent, splashing into her womb and marking her there as well. Oh
God, they didn’t use a condom. But that thought was soon overcome
by her need to mark Deegan as well. Her Vampire blood demanded it.
Deegan still pumped and shuddered behind her. Well, she would give
him something he would never forget. She broke the connection
between them and turned around, giving him a push backwards. She
dropped to her knees on the dock, splinters be damned. She glanced
out briefly toward the water. Well, if a sailboat went by they
would get an eyeful, but it would not deter her from her
mission.
    Deegan’s cock remained hard as stone,
gorgeously thick and long; he had to be in the double digits for
length or close to it. It rose proud from the open zipper in his
jeans. Her hand gripped him, and air hissed through his teeth. She
stroked him a couple of times, his foreskin similar to a piece of
velvet over granite. Here, she would put her mark on him so he
would throb and shudder only for her. Forever—or until one or the
other died or was destroyed. She quickly took his cock into her
mouth, sucking, licking, and tasting every inch. Spicy, musky and
salty, if she could spread his essence on crackers, she would. Her
fangs distended and without any warning, she bit into his cock. He
cried out, saying her name over and over, his voice deeper and
huskier than she’d ever heard. He grabbed the back of her head and
thrust. She drank; his blood was hot and enticing.
    Deegan’s climax was swift. He
gave her a vampire “cock-tail” as blood and semen rushed down her
throat together in a tantalizing mixture. Try ordering this at a bar. She
followed right behind his raw, wrenching orgasm by shuddering
herself. She kept drinking, realizing she was close to
gorging.
    She pulled back and stared up at
Deegan. His face appeared dark, not with anger, but with passion.
Love? No, she must have imagined it. She didn’t even have time to
wipe her mouth when Deegan reached down, lifted her with no effort
at