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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I’m in fucking love with him.

The worst person I could ever fall in love with.

“I—I’m sorry,” I say, fumbling for words, looking at the shock on Valtu’s face. Now I’ve really gone and fucked shit up. First, stalking him outside his house in the damn rain, next telling him I love him, and doing both after he told me to leave him the hell alone.

I shake my head. “I know you didn’t need to hear that, I certainly didn’t mean to say it, I—”

He lunges for me, the towel dropping to the grass, and he grabs my face between his hands, kissing me hard, so hard it knocks the air from my lungs. I immediately wrap my arms around him, pulling him as close to me as possible as the rain beats down around us, wanting more, more, and he gives me this, pressing his body against mine, completely naked now, his cock hard and pressing into my hip, his lips moving hungrily against mine.

I can feel the passion coursing through me, building, playing with my emotions, mixing them with need, and I melt into him as our tongues dance together in the rain.

He pulls back slightly, looking deep into my eyes with a look of raw desire, one I’ve seen plenty of times, and yet this one seems different. It’s almost the look of a mad man.

Without warning, he lifts me up off the ground and spins me around so that my back is pressed up against a nearby trunk of an orange tree, scattering more oranges to the ground.

He urgently removes my jacket, throwing it to the side, hikes up my skirt to my waist, then slides his hand up my thigh, grabbing the seam of soaking wet panties and ripping them off of me. I cry out in surprise, the rain is coming down harder now, and the cold air makes my body shiver, goosebumps forming on my flesh even though my skin feels like fire.

He reaches around and cups my ass, lifting me up slightly, and I wrap my legs around him and pull him close to me as he pushes me against the tree, the bark abrasive against my sweater.

He kisses me hard again, so damn deeply it’s like he’s fucking my mouth, and his cock twitches, hard and expectant against my inner thigh. I groan and he presses it against me, rubbing it along my wetness, his cock sliding along my clit, and I cry out with desire, my whole body throbbing with painful need for him.

He suddenly thrusts hard inside me, filling me up until I feel I might break. I throw my head back against the tree and moan, the rain washing away all of my inhibitions. I wrap my arms around him and press my body against him, wanting him to never, ever leave me.

He starts to move inside of me, rocking his hips, his cock sliding in and out of me, my pussy quivering and shaking with need for him. He’s a machine now, thrusting into me hard, his hips rocking against me, his rock-hard length shoving deeper and deeper. His mouth finds mine again and he kisses me, our lips aching for one another, and it’s raw and messy and I can’t get enough of him.

With his cock stiff and throbbing inside me, I push my hips back against him, needing him deeper inside of me, wanting to feel all of him, all at once.

He thrusts harder, faster, and I moan loudly, the sound of the rain drowning out my voice. His hands grip my ass tightly and he pushes me against the tree harder, pinning me against the trunk.

He moves his hips faster now, grunting in pure determination and desire like he wants to fuck me to death, his cock thrusting deeper inside me, my moans growing louder, and I feel like I’m going to explode with this wild greed for him.

“My love,” he whispers to me, his voice ragged, his eyes feverish as he meets my gaze. “Oh, fuck. Your cunt is heaven.”

His cock slides easily in and out and I’m so wet that he’s starting to slip when he goes faster and I can feel my whole body tense, a hot coil of need inside me tightening and tightening. His hand is under my sweater, squeezing at my breast, while his other is at my mouth, his thumb pushing between my lips. I suck at him for a moment and then gasp he drives in so deep it feels like I’m being nailed to the tree.

“Fuck!” I cry out, not caring if the neighbors hear us. Not caring about anything right now but that urgent need to come on his cock.

I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my face in his shoulder, my hips grinding against his, our bodies completely in tune with one another.


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