Total pages in book: 106
Estimated words: 98961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 495(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 495(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
“I want that too,” I breathe, already feeling weak in the knees. Lucas puts my hands on his shoulders and grips me tight around the waist. I tip my head up, taking in the sight of him in the sunlight. He’s so fucking gorgeous and I stand there in a moment of disbelief.
“What’s wrong?” Lucas asks, pulling me against him.
“Nothing,” I say honestly. “I was just thinking about how lucky we are to have each other.”
“Luck has nothing to do with it.” Using his vampire strength, Lucas picks me up and carries me onto the porch. He eyes the swing and I give him a nod, letting him know I want this too. He sets me down but before I go to the swing, I drop to my knees, using magic to undo his pants. A deep sigh comes from above me, and one of his large hands goes to my shoulder, gripping tight as I take his cock into my mouth, sucking hard as I swirl my tongue around the tip. He grows hard against my lips, and I cup his balls with one hand and use the other to jack him off as I suck his cock.
Lucas grips the railing and widens his stance. I flick my eyes up and see him turn his face to the sun, and my god, he’s a beautiful sight with the light on his face. My eyes fall shut again and I get back to work, not stopping until his balls tighten slightly in my hand. I suck hard again, pulling my mouth all the way back to the tip and then take him in as deep as I can, doing my best not to gag.
Lucas lets out a groan right before he comes, and I swallow everything he gives me. I keep his cock in my mouth, lapping at the tip as the aftereffects of his orgasm hit him. Then he steps back and pulls me to my feet. I don’t get a chance to even wipe my mouth before he lays me down on the steps, kissing his way down my stomach. I toss my head back, widening my legs. I got dressed this morning in my usual black t-shirt dress and leggings, and I’m thankful for how easily they come off right now.
Letting out a soft moan, I fall back on my elbows and lift up my feet, granting Lucas easy access to strip me bare—and he does. In one swift movement, my leggings and underwear hit the ground, and Lucas buries his head between my thighs. He goes right for my clit, licking and sucking and bringing me to the brink of orgasm in record time. He keeps his mouth on me, not stopping until I come, pussy contracting wildly against his face.
I moan loudly as the orgasm ripples through me, and he waits until I’m coming down from my high to bite me, fangs sinking into the tender flesh of my inner thigh. He grips my legs and hoists me up a bit, letting the blood drip down. I slit my eyes open, almost forgetting about the bright light illuminating us, and look at him as he watches my blood drip down. It’s not the first time Lucas has bitten my thigh only mere inches above my pussy with the intent to lick the blood off me as he eats me out, but it is the first time I’m seeing it in broad daylight like this.
And holy fucking shit, it’s hot.
My body hums with anticipation and I eye the steady stream of blood slowly dripping down my thigh, I toss my head back, able to feel it, and cry out when it drips to my core and Lucas laps it up, drinking my blood as he brings me to yet another orgasm. I come hard a second time, and he puts his mouth over the bite wounds on my thigh, sucking hard before taking his mouth off me at last.
Pressing two fingers over the bites, he moves up and kisses me. I can taste my pussy and my blood on his lips, and he knows it.
“You taste so fucking good,” he growls.
“I do,” I agree and swipe a finger over his lower jaw, wiping away a drip of blood. I bring my finger to my mouth and seeing me taste myself drives Lucas crazy. He picks me up, moving with vampire speed, and moves us to the swing. I’m sitting in his lap again, and he lowers me onto his cock.
“Oh fuck,” I softly cry out, putting my arms around his neck. He’s seated with his feet on the ground, and my knees are bent so I’m kneeling over top of him, just barely balancing on the swing. More than aware this is another instance of if my husband wasn’t super strong this wouldn’t work, I start moving up and down, thrusting myself against him over and over.