Hot Decadent Rising (Breath of Darkness) (23 page)

When she rose up
on her knees, he reached between their bodies. “You’re already wet for me.”

She gasped. “Of
course I am.”

Her muscles
clamped down around his finger when he slid it inside her.  “And hot.”

“I can’t wait
any longer.” Her breaths were ragged as she reached down to guide him inside.
“You’re cock is huge like the rest of you. And hot. You are so hot. I can’t
wait to have you inside me…all of you.” She slowly lowered her body to take him
inside. “Hot is good. So good.”

“You’re so damn
tight.” Watching her eyes darken and widen, he felt her tight muscles slowly
relax around him as she continued to impale her body with his. “And tight is
great.” Clutching her waist to hold her steady, he lifted his hips to push
deeper. “You feel so good. Take more. I need you to take all of me, honey.”

“You’re so big.
You’re already so far inside me.” Taking his hand she placed it on her belly
and lowered her body until she’d taken all of him inside her heat. “Oh…oh my…oh
wow.” He felt first ripples of her orgasm. “What did you…oh no.” Her eyes
widened with what appeared to be shock. He knew the orgasm had taken her by
surprise. It put a smile his face. Her skin flushed, her breaths turned to
short gasps. “Eli.” Hearing his name whispered from her lips in such an
exquisite moment caused his heart to melt. He pulled her close and, careful to
avoid piercing her flesh with his sharp canines, he kissed her as her inner
muscles began squeezing him, pulling him even further into her.

Calling on every
ounce of his remaining strength, he forced himself to remain motionless when
she went completely still. He was so thoroughly merged with her that he knew
she needed time to recover from her release. It had been as unexpected as it
was powerful. And she needed a moment to allow her muscles to fully relax and
become accustomed to his length and width. It seemed like an eternity before
she finally started to move. “You feel so good, Kara.” It was a serious
understatement, but the words to describe all that he was feeling eluded him.

To avoid hurting
her or causing her any unnecessary discomfort, he allowed her set the pace. It
was the perfect agony. He wanted more, but he wasn’t all that sorry that she
was riding him slowly. Wolf stamina wasn’t any match for her. He would’ve never
been able to hold back the explosive release ever-increasing in him if she
moved any faster and created more friction. Her body was gripping the hell out
of him. Her sheath was so tight and soft around his rock-hard, swollen far
beyond the point of aching, cock.

 It didn’t
take long for her to pick up the speed. Fortunately, by the time she did his
stamina had miraculously recovered. Gripping her waist to support her he
propelled his hips upward. She cried out his name. Tossing her head back,
meeting his every thrust, she started to ride him hard and fast. His blood
pressure skyrocketed. She took his breath away. He’d never seen anything more
magnificently erotic than her above him, making love to him. He’d never
experienced any carnal pleasure more incredible. He knew at that moment that he
was addicted. It didn’t matter that she was human. It certainly didn’t make her
any less valuable to him. Weeks ago keeping the purity of his bloodline was so
important to him, but it didn’t matter at all now. He would gladly mix his
blood with hers to bring her into his world. He would be lost without her. He
would never get enough of her. And, as far as he was concerned, being hooked on
her was a good thing. He had no intention of ever being alone again, of ever
letting her go.

She stopped
moving. Frowning, the movement barely noticeable, she shook her head. It was
obvious she’d heard his thoughts. He hadn’t censored them. And he wouldn’t.
“No.” She would’ve jumped off his body and ran, but he caught her wrists to
prevent her from leaving. “You are the worst one night stand ever, Eli.” She
leaned down and pressed her lips to his. She kissed him tenderly, but
passionately enough to further kindle the fire of lust burning in him. She
kissed him gently. She then bit her way from his jaw down under his chin and
down his neck. She was toying with the predator in him, enflaming that side of
him with each little love bite. She couldn’t know what she was doing to him, or
what she was getting herself into by using her teeth on his neck. “I mean it.”
She bit his earlobe. “You’re the worst ever,” she whispered.  

“You mean that
in the best possible way, right?” He growled the words between clench teeth as
he fought to subdue the beast within, clawing at his soul demanding to be let
lose.

Creating
delicious heat and friction, she began to slowly move her hips again. At some
point he must’ve released her hands because they were moving over his chest and
shoulders. “Earlier you said this was a bad idea.” Sitting upright, she
straightened her back and remained absolutely still as she stared down at him.
“You were right.” 

   “I
was wrong.” He was right. They could never be satisfied after one sexual
encounter. They were meant to be together. Always and forever. As much as he
would need her again and again she would need him again and again. And he
intended to prove it. Mindful of her bruises, he carefully lifted her up off
his body and turned her over onto her back. His body wedged between her legs he
lifted her hips and thrust his cock into her.

~Thirteen~

HE’D MOVED TOO fast. She was startled
when he suddenly flipped her over onto her back, but she wasn’t afraid. When he
positioned his body between her legs their eyes met. She took a breath and held
it. He looked different. Wild. Savage. Dominate. He was more predator than man
at that moment. He was a hungry, sexy predator with a ravenous appetite.
An extraordinarily sexy beast of a man.
Golden flecks burned
like flames in his eyes. She had enough common sense to know she should’ve been
terrified, but she didn’t have enough to actually fear him. If truth be told,
the change in him aroused her even more than she’d been moments earlier while
straddling him.

Taking
possession of her mouth with his, he captured her scream as he rammed his cock
into her and buried it to the hilt. He was so long and so thick. He filled her
up completely, forcing her body to stretch to point of burning. His kiss was
hard and demanding. The burning gave way to an intoxicating ache. She wanted
him hard and fast. Her entire body trembled with a combination of anxiety and
eagerness for him to move his hips. 

She returned
kiss for kiss. He was making her crazy. She could taste his desire on his lips
and feel it on his tongue as he swept it across hers. Feeling his muscles tense
beneath her fingertips she ran her hands over his shoulders and down his back.
His skin was hot. Unnaturally hot. Almost feverish.

He tore his
mouth away from her and met her gaze. “I love the feel of your hands on my
skin. You’re so damned beautiful, Kara.” Supporting his weight with one arm, he
reached down and ran his other hand up her belly to her breasts. He dipped his
head and squeezing one nipple between his fingers he flicked his tongue across
other. Crying out and arching her body, she buried her fingers in his thick
hair and held his head to her. He drew her nipple between his teeth and swirled
his tongue over it. A current of pleasurable sensation swept through her as her
inner muscles clenched.   

He lifted his
head. As he stared down at her, his lips formed a sexy grin that revealed much
more than his sharp canines. He looked guilty as sin. And happy. But mostly
guilty. “What’s wrong?”

He frowned. “The
truth?”

 “That
would be nice.”

“You might
change your mind.”

“Why?”

“I’m afraid to
move.”

 “That
could be a problem.” She tried to stop it by biting her lower lips, but
couldn’t prevent her lips from parting into a smile. She covered her mouth. She
also couldn’t keep the laughter from escaping as it bubbled up in her.

Supporting his
weight with his elbow, he moved her hand away from her mouth. “Are you laughing
at me?”

“No.” She
laughed again. “With you. Not at you.”

“That can’t be
true.”

“Why?”

“I’m not
laughing.”

“Not out loud. I
see the laughter in your eyes. I feel it in you.”

“I’m sure you
do.” His gaze devoured her as he slowly pulled his cock nearly all the way out
of her and then pushed back inside. “Are you ready for more?”

“For sure.” As
he started to pull out again she lifted her feet off the mattress and wrapped
her legs around his body.

“That’s great
news. I think I can move now.”

“That’s even
better news.”

“I thought you
would be pleased.” Never once looking away from her he started to pump his
hips. His jaw was clenched to the point it looked painful. He had a look of strain
and of pleasure on his face. “You feel so fucking good.” His voice was now a
harsh whisper, and his breaths were short and ragged.

It was so much
more than sharing their bodies with each other. Their souls were connected. He
was in her mind and she was in his. She felt his pleasure combined with hers.
What’s more, she felt his devotion to her and his determination to hold onto
her until the end of time. Meeting him in the parking lot was no accident. He’d
come to claim her. He’d come to take possession of her heart, her soul and her
body. And that was exactly what he was attempting to do. She didn’t have the
heart to tell him that it was too late for her, for them. If they met before it
would’ve been different. She was sure of it. She would’ve fallen in love with
him over time. He was quite the catch.

The pleasure he
was creating with each powerful thrust of his hips built in her until it
consumed her every thought. Her focus narrowed on her body, his body. She could
feel the firestorm of ecstasy raging in him as it did in her. She felt his need
to take them further and further into the fire, until they could go no further
and survive. Each surge was faster and harder than the one before it. She felt
so much pressure. It was intense. Explosive. She was so close, but she just
couldn’t let go. It was too much. She was too hot. Burning up. She couldn’t
take any more. She couldn’t go any further. 

“Yes, you can.”
He bent down and kissed her. It was a long intoxicating kiss filled with
passion and lust.

“It’s too much.”

“Don’t you dare
quit on me, Kara. Stay with me.”

She nodded. He
threw his head back. His thrusts were too powerful.
Too Hard.
 
Driving his cock too far inside her body.
Touching her where
she’d never been touched before. Taking her to a height of pleasure she had
never known existed. She reached for his shoulders and hung on to him as the
pressure and heat built into an uncontrollable explosive force. Crying out his
name she gripped his shoulders hard. She’d never had an orgasm take her with
such force. Her body detonated. Shattered with pleasure.

At the same
moment, he slammed into her one last time. He shouted or rather roared when his
release came upon him. She knew it was just as explosive as hers. She felt her
inner muscles convulsing around his cock as he went completely still. His eyes
darkened over. His mouth half opened, he stared into her eyes as jet after jet
of his hot semen streamed into her body. She’d never seen such an expression on
a man’s face. He looked shocked. She would never forget the way he looked at
her in that moment.

Arms buckling he
held his weight on his elbow. Wrapping her arms around him she held him to her
as she fought to catch her breath and listened to his ragged breaths from over
her head. He lifted his body and began to pump his hips as he kissed her. He
built another firestorm of hot pleasure with slow, long strokes. The way he
kissed her nearly brought tears to her eyes. It was the
tenderest
kiss ever. It seemed to put her under a spell.

Still moving his
hips slowly, he leaned back and stared down at her. “Are you okay?”

She couldn’t
believe he was still so hard and swollen, still wanting her. He should’ve
rolled off her body and went sleep when it was over. Beneath her fingers she
felt his muscles bunching. “I’m doing much better than just okay. Your body is
incredible. You’re amazing, Eli. Everything about you is astounding.”

“From the inside
out you’re the most picture-perfect woman, Kara. You’re a miracle to me.” It
seemed odd to be getting compliments now that he’d had her. She wasn’t
picture-perfect at all. She even had a few unsightly stretch marks. And a
miracle? That was definitely an exaggeration. They were all things she would’ve
expected him to say before they’d had sex. To get sex. Not after. Never after.
He should’ve been completely satisfied. He should’ve rolled over and went to
sleep, but she felt his sexual excitement rising higher and higher with each
time he pushed into her. It was perplexing. His actions were out-and-out puzzling.
His huge, still hard as nails, cock was weird and wonderful all at the same
time. “You’re a beautiful miracle to me and always will be. I plan to do
whatever it takes to make you believe it.”

Giving her no
warning he pulled out of her. On his knees he lifted her and flipped her over
onto her belly, and then gripping her hips he pulled her up onto her hands and
knees. He didn’t wait. He buried his cock to the hilt with one savage thrust.
“And I will never get enough of you. Consider yourself warned.” Holding her
hips he pulled her back to meet each thrust. He was pounding into her. Slamming
his cock deep. He moved harder, faster.