Blood Orange (Dracula Duet #1) Read Online Karina Halle

Categories Genre: Dark, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Vampires, Witches Tags Authors: Series: Dracula Duet Series by Karina Halle
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Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 112849 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
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Then I plunged two fingers deep into her wetness and drove them in and out rapidly, prepping her. “Oh God,” she said through a sharp gasp, her hands clutched at my hair as I sucked and licked at her clit, my tongue devouring it and sending tingles of electricity through her body. She was a goddess. A goddess sent through time for me. She was my destiny.

“I like this,” she whispered, her words ragged, and she grabbed my hair, pushed my head harder into her cunt. “I like you down there,” she went on, gasping for air as she bucked against my face. She was so new to this, so innocent, I loved how she didn’t know she could have this pleasure from a man. Or from a vampire, as it was.

What she did know is that she wanted it, wanted me, and she was ready for it.

“Oh Valtu!” she cried out, and I felt her grow tighter and wetter around my fingers, getting close.

I gladly continued to eat her out, inhaling her scent deeper into my body and when she came, her cum on my tongue, I felt the satisfaction of lifetimes of waiting. Of dreaming. Of wishing.

I moved up along her body to stare at her.

She was trembling, her beautiful hair all over the place, her cheeks flushed but she was smiling, beaming up at me.

“I want you,” she said, breathing hard. “I want to be with you. Fully.”

“I know,” I said. “I want you too. More than you can imagine.”

I have waited centuries for you.

“Now,” she begged as she reached out, her fingertips grazing over my face, my lips. “Now, please. I ache for you so much. I didn’t know it could be like this.”

I understood her completely.

But she didn’t understand all I wanted.

“Get on all fours,” I told her. “Your ass toward me like a bitch in heat.”

Her eyes went wide, mouth as round as the moon.

I gave her the softest, most non-threatening smile I could muster. “I’m well endowed. You’re tight as a fist. This is going to hurt you, do you understand? It’s going to hurt, you’re probably going to bleed…”

I trailed off because the idea of her bleeding fresh blood made me even harder than I was before. I would need to hold that part of me off.

I cleared my throat. “You might bleed. There’s nothing we can do about it, except to turn that pain into pleasure. Let me show you how.”

I gestured with my hand for her to turn around. “Turn around and get on your knees or I’ll pick you up and do it for you.”

She blinked at me, fearful and curious at once, the same combination that Mina was. I knew how to handle her.

Lucy did as she was told. I pushed up the bustle and layers of her dress, then yanked her bloomers down to her knees, leaving her perfect ass bare. It looked like a creamy peach and I was just dying to take a bite.

Instead I got up and went over to the violin, picking up the bow from the stand.

“What are you doing?” she asked, staring at me in confusion over her shoulder.

“This,” I said, brandishing the violin bow between my hands, showing her. Then, with a grin, I brought the violin bow down hard against her ass. She shrieked with surprise, jerking violently.

“Valtu!” she managed to say.

“Feel the pain,” I told her. “Feel it. Know that you control it.”

I did it again, whipping her. She cried out again, her white skin turning pink.

“Don’t let it control you,” I told her. “Don’t run from it.”

I spanked her again, then after I ran my tongue over her raw pink flesh that the bow left behind, my fingers going over her clit. The moan of relief from her was so deep I could feel it rattling in my bones.

“Do you see now, my love? The pleasure and the pain? How we need one to make the other one sweeter?”

She made a breathless noise that sounded like a yes.

So I spanked her over and over again with the wooden implement, breaking the strings, hearing it smack loudly against her soft skin and she cried out every time, her voice getting lower, driven by desire. The sound of the bow slapping against her flesh echoed throughout the room, sending waves of pleasure straight to my cock.

She writhed in ecstasy as I continued to spank her, taking time to impart pleasure, to make her close to coming. All the while my throbbing cock strained against my trousers. Finally I could take it no more; I needed to feel her tight and wet and wrapped around my aching shaft.

I tore at my clothing, shoving my trousers and drawers down my hips. My cock sprang free, hard and pulsing. Lucy stared at it over her shoulder, her eyes wide, biting her lip.


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