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)
“Stand up,” he orders, and it almost pains me to tear myself away from him, but wanting to be his good girl, I do what I’m told. “Take off your clothes.”
Licking my lips, I move off him, muscles shaking. I take a step back and grab the hem of my shirt and slowly pull it over my head. Lucas lets out a low growl of appreciation when he sees my bare breasts, and I drop my eyes to his cock, seeing it sticking out through his unzipped pants. Lips parting, I hook my fingers into either side of my shorts, pulling them down with my panties at the same time. The look in Lucas’s eyes almost does me in. He’s struggling again, wanting both my body and my blood—now.
The first time we ever had sex, he had me stand in front of him and strip in the moonlight. I was nervous then, feeling like I didn’t have enough experience to keep up with Lucas. But we’re perfect together, and while I’m not as nervous as I was the first time, I get the same sense of butterflies and excitement every time I’m with him.
And I know tonight is going to be exceptional.
“You are so fucking beautiful,” he tells me, fangs glinting in the light. I inhale, causing my breasts to rise and fall and look right into his eyes. No one else can make me feel this empowered as he can. Knowing that I’m turning him on, that I’m the one making his big cock hard, gives me a rush and turns me on even more.
Moving with vampire speeds, Lucas gets off the daybed and stops behind me, with his front to my back. His mouth goes to my neck, fangs scraping against my skin. I lean back against him, letting out a small moan when both of his hands land on my waist again. He brings one up, fingers sweeping over my nipple, across my collarbone, and around my neck. His fangs threaten to puncture my skin, and I’ve come to love the feeling of pain mixed with pleasure.
My eyes flutter closed, and he brings his other hand down, caressing my thigh. His touch sends a jolt through me, making every nerve in my body tingle. I widen my legs, waiting for his touch. Lucas enjoys teasing me, knowing I lack the patience and control he has. But right now, he’s lacking too. He puts his mouth to my neck and curls his fingers up, sweeping over my clit.
I’m already wet, and he groans when he feels just how wet I am. He sucks at my neck and I realize he’s retracted his fangs, not wanting to drink my blood just yet. A soft breeze rustles the trees and I shiver as a moan escapes my lips. He moves his deft fingers against me, circling my entrance before rubbing my clit, touching me exactly how I like to be touched. With vampire speed, he can move his fingers fast enough to feel like a vibrator, and it pushes me over the edge every single time.
“Holy fuck,” I moan, already on the verge of coming. My knees start to feel weak and I reach up, holding onto the arm Lucas has around me. His fingers are on the pulse points in my neck, and I know feeling my heart speed up as I get closer and closer to coming is another turn on for him. The faster my heart beats, the easier I bleed, and knowing my heart is racing because he’s making me come is so fucking hot—for the both of us.
Lucas pushes two fingers inside me, making me cry out with the sudden rush of pleasure that floods my system when he immediately goes to my g-spot, rubbing against my inner walls. My mouth falls open and I’m almost there, teetering on the edge of coming. Everything inside me tightens, getting ready for the release. My breath hitches. I’m…so…close…
And then Lucas lets me go, stepping back so he’s not touching me at all anymore.
“Lucas fucking King,” I pant, throwing my arms out to keep my balance. My head is spinning as I turn, ready to hit Lucas with an energy ball and demand he put his head between my legs, licking and sucking my clit until I come so hard his face is soaked.
I stumble, and Lucas grabs me, laying me down on the daybed again. Balling a handful of material from his t-shirt in my hand, I pull him over top of me, spreading my legs for him. He draws his fangs again, lips pulled back just enough to show them off. With wide eyes, I look at him, heart so fucking full. He closes his eyes and puts his forehead to mine.
“I love you,” he growls.
“I love you, too.” My eyes flutter shut, and we stay there, holding each other like this for a moment. And then Lucas puts his lips to mine, igniting the spark that explodes into a wildfire. I push his pants down, unable to make it much past his hips before he loses his patience and sits up, taking them off the rest of the way.