Sexual Appetites of Vampires (Sexual Appetites of Unearthly Creatures #1) Read Online Donna Fletcher

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Vampires Tags Authors: Series: Sexual Appetites of Unearthly Creatures Series by Donna Fletcher
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Total pages in book: 51
Estimated words: 47359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 237(@200wpm)___ 189(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
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Yes! Yes! Her mind cried, but she kept her lips locked tight.

She gasped when his hands suddenly circled her waist.

“Your thoughts are as clear to me as your words, or did you forget?”

She opened her mouth to what? Deny it? Deny him when she wanted him so badly? It didn’t matter. He didn’t give her a chance to protest. His mouth found hers and he kissed her as if laying claim to her, as if searing her lips and branding them his.

He drew her up against him as his kiss deepened, and she reveled in the feel of his naked body, all hard, defined muscle. Curiosity shot with desire had her hand reaching down and taking hold of the hard, thick length of him...velvety smooth, rigid, and so tempting.

She caught her breath when his lips suddenly left hers.

His hand wrapped around hers and held it still. “Not yet, Lara, not until I make you mine.”

He lowered his mouth to her neck and nibbled his way down it, along her chest, to catch one of her already hard nipples in his mouth.

It was a good thing his one hand hugged her waist and the other steadied her back, since her body went completely limp.

She almost sighed with regret when his mouth left her breasts to travel down along her stomach. His hands moved along with his tongue, grabbing hold of her backside.

“Brace yourself,” he ordered just before his tongue flicked across her nub that had been crying out impatiently for him.

Her arms shot out to her sides, one hand slamming against the wall and the other the glass shower door.

She never knew a tongue could be so sexually lethal. Good Lord, the man knew what he was doing and she damn well wanted him to keep doing it. She dropped her head back and groaned louder with ever lick and flicker and whatever else he was doing to make her feel like she had never felt before.

His hands gripped her backside harder and drew her closer to his face, as if he was burying himself in her and oh how she wanted him to burrow himself there. She startled when he drove his finger into her, though his one hand held her backside firm, not letting her move.

Hot. She was so damn hot and suddenly the water shut off.

“Spread your legs,” he said, and she did, not giving a damn about the water.

She lost all sense of time and reason as Michael brought her to the edge of orgasm, drifted her back again, and then plunged her into a mind-blowing orgasm that had her screaming out, begging him not to stop, and he didn’t. Twice he had her climaxing and with the second climax she had realized what she had been missing all this time and tears sprang to her eyes, ever so grateful that she finally got to experience a thunderous orgasm.

And damn, it had to be with a vampire.

She was in his arms before she knew what was happening, snug against his chest.

“Don’t cry. Your tears burn my soul.”

“You don’t have a soul,” she said sniffling.

“Another misconception. Besides how could I love if I didn’t have a soul?” He stepped out of the shower.

“Don’t put me down. I like being in your arms.”

He pressed his brow to hers. “And I like having you there. But you need to get dry; you’re wet.”

“I’m always wet around you.” She heard the surrender in her voice, but then what was she to do, fight what she had no heart to fight against?

“I know,” he whispered and nuzzled at her ear.

“Can I keep nothing from you?”

“Definitely not when it comes to making love and also tears, especially when tears accompany sex.”

“They’re not sad tears.”

“I know, but it still hurts me when you cry. To know that you have found no pleasure in something that should be most pleasurable disturbs me, though it also pleases me to know that I am the first man who has ever satisfied you.”

“Satisfy is an understatement,” she said with a laugh.

He lowered her to her feet, and she unlocked her arms around his neck with reluctance.

“I wish I could see you,” she said, the darkness making everything seem surreal, but then everything had been surreal since she had walked into this house.

“Raise your arms,” he said, and she did without question.

She felt a towel slip around her, and he tucked the edge just above her one breast. He then took her hand and led her out of the bathroom to the bedroom where the light of the flickering fire in the fireplace cast a soft glow over the room...over them.

He wore a towel wrapped around his slim hips and his dark hair glistened, still damp from the shower.

“You are beautiful, especially in the throes of climax.”

She yanked her hand out of his. “You can see in the dark?”


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