So tight.
So wet.
So ready for him.
Her hands were everywhere at once, tugging at his clothing, demanding his cock be free of its leather confines. Her wild streak spurred him on and he fingered her with more force, doing exactly as he would with his dick soon enough.
Marcy worked the front of his pants open, freeing his cock. The second her fingers wrapped around his shaft, he lost control of himself, the primal instinct to bite her too great. Pulling his fingers free of her core, he lined the head of his cock up with her wet entrance and drove himself home, timing his bite to perfection. He clamped down on her neck, his fangs piercing her vein. Rich, coppery liquid filled his mouth as his cock filled her.
Dear gods, he’d never known a more ideal haven. She was made for him, molding to his cock perfectly. Her pussy grasped him, fighting to keep hold of him as he withdrew. He pounded into her and she cried out a cross between his name and something intelligible. Tremors wracked his body as he worked his way in and out of her, still drinking of her blood.
Marcy felt pressure on her neck but the feel of Kit’s massive cock, pummeling in and out of her held her attention. Something on his shaft added additional pleasure for her, feeling almost ribbed. She wasn’t about to complain. Never had her body felt so alive.
The intense pinching on her neck eased as Kit sprinkled kisses over the area. He thrust against her so hard that for a minute, he seemed to have lost his footing. They didn’t hit the alley ground. Instead, he managed to catch himself, his hand scraping angrily over the brick of the building.
Marcy’s head was turned and she witnessed the ordeal. He didn’t stop his sweet assault of her body and she didn’t want him to. Grabbing his hand, she met his gaze as she flicked her tongue out and over the blood welling on his palm.
“Marcy, no!” he shouted, fangs flashing.
Reason ebbed into her sexually drugged mind and she shook her head, sure she was screaming but hearing no sound come from her, Marcy began to panic. Kit’s body shuddered against her and her inner thighs quivered with delight. Her orgasm picked then to strike, giving nearly no warning. It crashed over her like a tidal wave, leaving her clinging to Kit, having wrapped her legs around his waist at some point during it all.
She exhaled slowly at first, the sound of her heart beating thumped in her ears. Pure bliss. There was no other way to describe the way she felt. A niggle tugged at the back of her mind. There was something off. Something she had been panicked about but now only felt calmness. That is, until her stomach cramped.
She jerked in Kit’s arms, crying out. A sharp burning sensation rooted in her mouth and for a moment she was sure her gums would burst. Kit’s fingers were suddenly in her mouth, tugging at her lips while his cock remained in her.
“Let me see,” he said, his voice harsh.
Marcy wiggled on him, desire rushing through her body, centering between her legs once more. She should have been fulfilled. She wanted more.
Putting his forehead to hers, Kit sighed. “Marcy, beautiful, you have no idea what just happened between us.”
She squirmed more, driving herself onto his cock deeper. “You didn’t come.”
“Oh, baby,” he said, his voice low. “I did so much more than that.”
“I ache,” she confessed.
His eyelids fluttered closed momentarily. “I know. I’m sorry.”
“Kit.”
Shame marred his handsome face.
“Make love to me again.”
Confusion knit his brow. “Marcy, I just fucking sired you and you want me to keep going?”
Sired?
She pushed thoughts of his odd phrasing aside. She felt freer than she ever had before. A slow, sensual smile slipped over her. “You want to stop?”
“Hell no!” he exclaimed. “I want to fuck you until we both pass out but, beautiful, I need you to understand something.”
Without thought, her head went forward and she struck his shoulder like a snake, biting hard. Confused, but compelled, she kept going. The taste of his blood only served to make her lose even more control.
Marcy’s bite called upon his demon side. The vampire in him responded to its mate’s request. She wanted more and he’d give it.
Always.
Forever.
They’d exchanged blood in the height of passion, sealing the deal. She was his lifemate now. There was no going back. He’d never taken one before and he never would again. She was it for him. His everything and she was currently riding his cock with skill and determination.
Planting his hands on the building, on both sides of her head, Kit leaned in, giving her better access to continue drinking from him. There was nothing more erotic to his kind than bloodletting during sex.
His cock pulsed and he thrust into her, varying his strokes. Hard. Fast. Slow. Easy. He added some hip action, swiveling just right, his low abdomen striking her clit. She released her hold on his shoulder and cried out as the walls of her pussy clamped around his cock.
His balls drew up and he went ramrod stiff, coming in jetting waves in her. He bathed her heated core with his come and jerked as her body milked him. They remained locked in place for what felt like forever but was more like mere seconds. He withdrew, his cock making a wet, sucking noise as he did.
Marcy stared up at him, blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. She looked dazed, confused and sated. Her tongue darted out and over the trickle of blood, wiping it away. Blinking several times, she swayed, her hand darting out toward him to help keep her balance.
“Kit?”
“Shh,” he whispered, lifting her into his arms. “Let me get you somewhere private and less—” he glanced around, realizing he’ alley “—public.”
Chapter Three
“I’m a what?” Marcy sat before the mirror in Kit’s bedroom, fixated on the man standing behind her. He hadn’t moved one muscle since he’d informed her she was now a vampire hybrid.
He’d gone out of his way to explain to her that vampires and creatures of the night were a very real thing and that he was one of them. Didn’t stop her from refusing to wrap her mind around the information.
Kit eased up and behind her, wearing only his leather pants, the fly of them totally undone. She could see a thatch of hair and knew what the cock felt like that was nestled just out of sight. It was hard to tear her eyes from it. She managed and met his gaze. “Vampire? And you’ve been one since birth?”
He nodded, his hands coming to her shoulders.
“And how long ago, exactly, was this birth of yours?”
Kit took a deep breath. “Nearly a hundred and twenty years ago.”
Numbness swept through her. “So, you’re immortal but we’re a couple or something now and you’ll live forever but I’ll age and die before you?”
He rubbed the bridge of his nose and shook his head. “No, beautiful, by claiming you as my lifemate, I’ve extended your life. So long as I live, you do as well, as you are, never aging.”
So long as he lived.
The words echoed through her and a tightness in her chest left her gasping for air. She spun around and pulled him closer, touching his cheeks, his chiseled stomach, anything she could get her hands on. “Kit, don’t you dare die. I love you and I don’t want to lose you so don’t you dare go and do anything stupid. Got it?”
He arched a brow. “You love me?”
She swatted his abs. “Of course I do. Don’t ask me asinine questions when I’m scolding you.”
He smirked but hid it quickly, putting his hands on her hips. “Yes, dear.”
She nodded. That was more like it.
Kit backed her away from the mirror and steered her toward his bed. He suddenly moved with a speed that amazed her. One second he was there in front of her. The next he had her lifted, placed on the bed and her clothing removed. He stood before her, his pants discarded, his hand on his cock, rubbing it lazily, his gaze on her. He licked his lower lip, still s
troking his erection. “I get to spend eternity fucking you.”
Marcy tipped her head as she opened her legs for him. “I tell you I love you and that is as romantic as you get?”
“No,” he said, crawling up and over her, aligning his cock head up with her entrance. “But, I wanted to be in you before I told you—”
He thrust in, going deep, making her cry out as she gripped his shoulders.
“I love you, too,” he whispered, their bodies locked.
Marcy wrapped her legs around his waist and ran her fingers through the back of his hair. Her gums burned once more and she recognized it for the starts of her fangs. “Kit?”
He pumped into her, slow and with purpose. “I know, beautiful. Go ahead. You bite me all you need to.”
“Will I have to drink from others?” she asked, panicked.
“No,” he assured. “Only from me and you’ll only have the urge during sex. You won’t require others’ blood to survive, you’ll only require mine. So, no giving up food, beautiful. Just other men.”
“Not a problem,” she said, tugging on him, grinding her hips against his. She put her mouth to his shoulder and bit gently.
Kit grunted, his rhythm increasing as he drilled into her, feeling as though he’d push her right through the bed. Pleasure tore into her and she cried out, her mouth full of his rich-tasting blood. She swallowed at the same second her pussy clamped around his dick, her orgasm fierce.
Kit tossed his head back and shouted as his balls drew up, his cock exploding deep within her. When he stared down at her, the love that reflected in his gaze let her know that regardless of what had happened between them and what they were, they did indeed belong together.
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Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Copyright
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