Three years back...
Maybe it’s the adrenaline overload of having a job where you’re never entirely confident that you’ll live to see the weekend. Maybe it’s the fact that I was wheeling and dealing with a clan of the nastiest warlocks in this zip code before I finished my morning coffee. Maybe it was the baby-eating Lamia who sneered at me from
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She's joking. She must be messing with me. Does she think a guy makes sounds like that when he's not enjoying himself to the point of near ecstasy? I put my hands on either side of her face, drawing her close, my answer punctuated with fervent kisses. I can taste myself on her lips, along with the bittersweet tang of her lipstick.
"More... than... 'okay'..."
And then she's asking so nicely for the very thing that I'm to the point of getting on my knees and begging for. It's a complete turnaround from a little while ago, when I wasn't entirely sure she wouldn't just take what she needed and leave me frantic for her. She sounds like she really does need this as much as I do.
"God, yes," I murmur, that little voice in the back of my head warning not to hold her too hard, to break her with my desperation. Some ink, some chanting, and I've become a dangerous thing. The last thing I want is for her to get hurt tonight.
So I'm careful when I close my hands around her hips, gentle when I guide her onto the tip of my cock. I'll let her set whatever pace she chooses. I just want to see her come undone with me.
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I feel his hands on my hips and my eyes never stray from his as I feel him press against me, slipping into me slowly and becoming my second lover.
Lover...no, he's not my lover...he's a meal...he's just...this is all a seduction to give me my chance to drink from him, to take what I need and leave.
Never came to mind that this would be something I needed aside from blood.
The way he slid into me, pressing into my body like silk made me shudder and ache, my body tightening around him as I sank down onto him, my fingers gripping onto his shoulders. The way his fingers dug into my hips made me gasp, arching my hips to his and aching just a little bit more for him.
"Lindsey." I gasped, tightening hard around him, rocking my hips against his slowly as I leaned down and kissed him softly, my tongue and lips meeting and sucking at his lips. I wanted more of him, I wanted this to not end.
I was in big trouble knowing that this was my first hunt and I was already becoming attached like this to him...I really shouldn't be...I just can't help it.
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The feeling of being inside of her is like nothing else; she's so tight, each slow circle of her hips sending shock-waves of pleasure through me and leaving me burning for her.
"God... yeah, like that..."
I manage to release my too-tight grip on her hip to cup her face when she kisses me, and run my fingers through her hair, holding her close to me. The light of a passing car filters through the slated blinds, illuminating her face and making her eyes glow like some big gorgeous jungle cat for a second.
"You beautiful thing," I whisper, moving with her now, needing every second of this. She's got me captivated, under her thrall, and I doubt she even knows it. She could make me her slave with just the right words.
Funny how this night's turning out...
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