“Oh.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Hmm?”
“When are you going to tell them?”
“Tell who what?” I ask.
“Don’t do that,” he says. “You’re better than that.”
His eyes fall to my stomach again, and his hand reaches out for my body. I bare my teeth to him and growl, and his hand stops moving. But it doesn’t drop. My eyes flutter up to his, and he locks his gaze with mine, but instead of feeling him trying to control me, there’s nothing. No voice. No look. No pheromones or raging voices inside my head.
There’s only me. And Vlad. And his earnest waiting for my consent.
My eyes fall back to his hand, and he continues to move. His body is so close I can feel his heat against my face. He takes the hem of my shirt between his fingers and slowly lifts it up, watching as my small baby bump comes into view. I look up into his eyes, and I can see them dancing with something. But I can’t determine what. He isn’t angry. Or upset.
Like I thought he might be.
Like I thought they would all be.
“Do you know who the father is?” Vlad asks.
Guilt clenches my heart as I shake my head.
“I suppose it doesn’t matter. We all love you.”
I whip my head up at his statement.
“Did you say ‘we’?” I ask.
His eyes connect with mine, and I feel his hand cup my stomach. His touch is warm, and it shoots electricity throughout my entire body. I can’t help it when my eyes close and a purring growl escapes from my throat.
I want him.
And I know he can smell it.
He takes another step toward me, his body hovering over mine. I lean my head back against the tree and force my eyes to open. He reeks of lust and desperate desire. He’s shivering from the effort it’s taking to hold himself back. His teeth are gnashing. Grinding together in an effort to keep himself in control.
But the moment my eyes fall to his lips, it’s over.
For both of us.
His arms draw me close to him, and he rips my clothes from my body. The two of us fall into the snow, naked as we roll down the embankment. We crash to the ground, and my legs are spread salaciously for him. Dripping with heat that steams up his body. My hands slide down his toned back, feeling every rippling muscle as his cock grows between my legs. It’s thick. Long. Teeming with rage and leaking with a thick stream of cum I can feel pooling against my leg. My lips latch onto his neck, and he bites back a howl. I know he wants to do it. I can feel it bubbling in his gut. My nose runs over his carotid artery and the overpowering scent is too much.
I lay my fangs into him, drawing blood before licking my tongue across the open wound.
Vlad’s lips part and an earth-shattering howl escapes from his lips. His cock slides into me effortlessly, and my howl joins his in a harmonizing chorus of lust. He slams into me, scooting me along the icy frost of the snow as it beats down upon his back. My claws are digging into him, pulling him closer to me as our lips swell at the contact of the other. Our tongues battle for dominance as his cock splits me in two.
My head is spinning with a pleasure I’ve never felt before, and it’s only heightened by Vlad’s teeth sinking into my breasts.
I grip his hair and press him deeper into my tits as he licks my wound closed. My entire body is trembling underneath his as he slams his cock further into my body. My heels dig into the ground, meeting him thrust for thrust as his balls smack against my ass. His tightly-wound curls grind against my clit, shooting fire through my veins as every atom in my body explodes with a heat I can’t control.
Can’t ignore.
Can’t breathe through.
Vlad’s lips connect with mine, and he breathes his essence into my lungs. Reopening them and causing me to gasp as I spiral into an endless abyss of ecstasy. One orgasm rolls into another, and soon my legs are cramping they hurt so badly. I roll him over and ride his cock. He rolls us back over and fucks me senseless. He turns me over and fucks me from behind, pressing my face into the ground.