Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 53656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 268(@200wpm)___ 215(@250wpm)___ 179(@300wpm)
“You’re…” Her breath hitched as I lightly pinched her clit before quickly releasing it, bringing her to the edge but not shoving her over. “You’re…”
“Yes?” I kissed her neck again, thrusting my hips so my cock would slide through her heat, through that delicious seam in her ass.
She moved her hips in circles, and I allowed the move, my entire body responding to the way she moved over me, against me.
“You’re a Viking god,” she said as I played with her clit again. “An infuriatingly amazing and powerful Viking god. No hunter has ever been as strong or as sexy as you.”
“Good girl,” I said in my ancient language, pressing harder against her at the same time I thrust upward, sinking into her tight hole an inch.
“Talon!” she gasped, her body relaxing as I sank in another inch, then another, until I’d bottomed out inside her.
“Fuck,” I groaned, pumping into her slowly at first, one hand still on her hip, the other between her thighs. I slipped two fingers inside her heat as I pumped, and her arms flew up and around my neck, gripping me as she submitted herself to me completely.
I was in total control, and she was giving me the freedom to do whatever I wanted with her.
It made me ten times harder, and I propelled myself into her harder, faster, my cock and fingers in sync as I fucked her two different ways at the same time.
She arched her neck, turning her head so that her lips could reach mine. I closed the distance, never stopping with my pumping, losing myself in her as she captured my mouth with hers.
Her kiss was sharp and desperate and made a growl rumble in my chest. I slid my tongue against hers, pressing the heel of my palm into her clit as I curled my fingers and relentlessly pumped my cock into her ass.
“Talon,” she moaned against my mouth, her voice trembling with pleasure.
I swallowed her moans with my kiss, devouring her in every way possible. We were connected, every inch of our bodies clinging to each other as we rode the waves of pleasure that crashing together created.
Fuck, she felt so damn good. Every piece of me was filling her tight, supple body, and I never wanted it to stop.
I pumped into her, holding her tight against me as I relentlessly fucked her, my moves fueled by every whimper, every flutter of her pussy around my fingers.
“Come on my fingers,” I demanded.
“Talon,” she moaned my name as she clenched down on me, rocking into where the heel of my palm ground against her swollen clit.
“Such a good fucking viper,” I said, thrusting into her harder. I didn’t dare move my hand, keeping it there, pushing her from one crest of pleasure to another.
“Gods,” she whimpered. “Yes. More. Talon.”
I groaned as she pushed back against me, meeting my thrusts with a determined sense of need. Growling incoherent words in my language, I lost myself, speeding up my fingers in way only a vampire could, pumping into her tight body like my life depended on it.
“Talon,” she said, tilting her head to the side, exposing her neck.
I sank my fangs into her neck, sucking her orgasm-honeyed blood into my mouth, moaning at the flavor. Lightning zapped down my spine, my balls tightening as I came so hard my vision blacked out for a few seconds.
I clung to Cassandra as it cleared, our breaths ragged, the hot water sloshing in the giant tub from our furious movements as we slowed, calmed. She was limp against me, her rich brown eyes lust-hazed and sated as she looked up at me.
I smirked down at her, gently removing my cock from her ass and my fingers from her pussy, bringing my forearm to her mouth.
She didn’t hesitate before she sank her fangs into me, drinking me down like she was hooked on my blood.
I hardened against her instantly, and her eyes flared wide.
“Already?”
I growled, baring my fangs. “Viking god, remember?”
She laughed, her tongue gliding over the puncture wounds before she spun around so quickly, water splashed outside the tub. She threw her legs over my hips, bringing us flush in an instant.
“You come in my pussy this time,” she ordered.
“Only if you’re a very, very good girl.”
CHAPTER 14
Cassandra
“You know,” my mother said from where she sat across from me at the formal dining room table in one of three formal dining rooms in the estate. “I have to admit, I am actually quite surprised at how easily you’ve folded yourself back into our family home, after so much time being away.”
“The heart never forgets,” I said, raising my glass of blood toward her before taking a sip.
The human feeder laid unconscious in the middle of the table, surrounded by some of the finest crystal filled with human foods—fruits and cheeses and breads. All foods I normally enjoyed in supplementation to blood, but my stomach was turning with each dinner I'd been forced to have with my mother.