He was rock hard. “So you want to be face down on the desk?”
“Yeah, I do.”
He flipped her around, and she fell forward, arms outstretched, as she gripped both sides of the wood surface for leverage.
His cock was already twitching. When she spread her legs wide for him, he had to look away, because damn if he didn’t almost come. “I need to feed as well. You good with that?”
“Yes. God, yes. I need the real thing. I’ve needed it for such a long time.” Her hips shifted from side-to-side.
He put his hand on her sex. The woman was streaming and ready. He used her juices to lube his cock, then bent down to ease himself inside.
She moaned heavily as he pushed his way in. She was tight, almost too tight. “Am I hurting you?”
“No.” She sounded breathless. “You can’t imagine how good this feels to me. Dreamgliding was awesome and as close to the real thing as anything can get. But this is so raw. Fuck me, Brann. Do it now and do it hard.”
He took her at her word and began to thrust, slowly at first. He was a tall man, so he had to bend his knees given the low height of the desk. But it all worked.
His balls were damn tight. It would take so
little to come.
He pushed the long curly tendrils of hair away from her neck. “Arch a little for me so I can get the right angle.”
She tilted her head forward.
“That’s it. You ever been bitten before?”
“Only in the dreamglide. I’ve longed for this. Longed to feed you, Brann. Can’t explain it.”
“I need your blood.” His fangs thrummed in his mouth, then descended. He licked her neck until he could feel the erotic pulse of her vein, then slowed the movement of his hips to focus.
His jaw trembled as he drew back, angled, then struck. His fangs hit the right depth and blood flowed onto his tongue. He surrounded the wound with his mouth and began to suck, heavy pulls on her neck.
The moment he began to drink, his vampire thrall became a seductive flow of energy that eased over Juliet. She groaned heavily in response. I can’t believe how all of this feels. Your thrall is like nothing I could have anticipated. I mean, I felt it in the dreamglide, but not like this. Oh, my God. She shoved her hips back against his.
He sped up the thrusts of his hips, which brought a series of sharp cries from her mouth. She’d never be able to escape his hold on her because of the thrall, but her body was free to respond to his.
As he drank, he slowed down his thrusts so that he could move the full length of his cock deep inside her body.
He drew back, lost in the combination of sensations, the lushness of her hips, the tightness of her well, the way her sex gripped and released as he pushed in, then pulled out.
Between moans, she uttered small cries of pleasure. Each sound she made had his balls tightening a little more, getting ready to explode with pleasure.
He slid a hand beneath her breasts and squeezed. His palm covered both and he could feel her erect nipples. I’m not going to last long, Juliet. You feel too good.
Go faster then, because I’m about to come apart.
He increased his speed and felt her accompanying tension as he continued to suck at her throat.
“Oh, God. I’m coming, Brann.” A long, lusty cry left her throat.
He went even faster, which sent another cry out of her mouth.
He was ready. He released her neck and swept his tongue over the wounds to seal them, then leaned back. He grabbed her hips with both hands and plunged into her.
“Brann, you’ll make me come again.”
“Then do it for me, baby. Let me feel your tight sex grabbing onto my cock.”