Kyn: Blood Vow Part 7

Err duh! Do I look stupid? she threw back. We go upstairs, get naked and screw each others brains out. Sound about right? Actuallywho says anything about going back upstairs? she asked wickedly. If we have this place to ourselves, I know the perfect place Why did you want to come in here? Marak asked a few minutes later as they slipped through the heavy door into the main hall. Shrouded in darkness, the large banners on the walls and the plush furnis.h.i.+ngs were rendered monotone in the moonlight that stole in through the high arched windows.

Maria smiled, reaching up to kiss his neck, open mouthed kisses and tiny little nips that had him growling at her.

Ill bet you never did it up there, did you? she whispered, nodding her head toward the throne at the end of the room.

His eyes widened a little and then immediately darkened. I think Im going to like having you around, little one.

He closed the door behind them and threw the heavy bar across it with a flick of his wrist, a negligent show of strength that stole Marias breath away. But not nearly as much as the look in his eyes did when he backed her up across the room, shedding his jacket and s.h.i.+rt. He backed her up to the throne until her heels. .h.i.t the dais, and she carried on, stepping backward in the dark.

In fact, Im going to like having you. Period, he added in a dark whisper, following her.

She stopped in front of the throne, no place left to go. Marak towered over her. His pale eyes were windows to his soul, now black with need and hunger, the expression on his face almost cruel.

You gonna get on with it or just stand there all night? she asked, a challenging look in her eyes.

He growled, dragging her closer to kiss her hard. She didnt argue, fitting against him with her hands smoothing feverishly over his skin and enjoying the feel of hot satin skin over hard muscles.

Clothing fell away, stripped by impatient hands. Hers or his, she wasnt sure which. Then they were both naked and he urged her backward, sitting her down as he knelt between her parted thighs. She moaned, biting her lip as his erection slid against the cleft of her s.e.x, already damp with desire. He rolled his hips and the friction made her cry out, pleasure rolling through her.

He smiled in the darkness. Oh you like that, do you?

Pressing her eyes shut, she nodded silently. His lips caressed her neck, the tiniest nip of his fangs setting her hips jerking in response. You smell so good I want to taste you.

Her breathing caught as he moved, parting her thighs wider with his hands. He lifted and hooked her knees over the arms of the chair, opening her body completely to him, exposing her to his avid perusal.

I knew this thing would come in useful one day, he murmured, s.h.i.+fting to trail hot kisses from one of her knees down her inner thigh. Antic.i.p.ation coursed through her as he moved closer to where she wanted needed him.

Perfect, he breathed, blowing a cool breath across the sensitive flesh, moist with her excitement. She bit her lip as he parted her folds with his thumbs, and then the warmth of his tongue slid along her, seeking the sensitive nub of her c.l.i.t.

Her back arched, a soft cry on her lips as his warm mouth closed over her. He nibbled, suckled and flicked her with the very tip of his tongue until she thought she would go out of her mind with need. Her body clenched, tension low in her belly and building between her thighs as she held him, hands running through the short strands of his hair.

His large hands stroked the insides of her thighs as he worked her body with his lips and tongue, unbearably gentle touches that tumbled her over the edge without warning. Her body stiffened, hips jerking against him as the tension within her shattered into a thousand pieces. Pleasure rolled through her in a hard wave, taking her breath and her senses away for long moments.

Oh wow, she said. She opened her eyes as it subsided slowly, only to find him leaning over her. Youre good. More You want more? Then more you get, he promised in a low growl. His big frame trembled from holding back. In a deft movement he s.h.i.+fted his hips and slid deep within her, seating himself to the hilt in one movement.

Their groans were simultaneous, masculine and feminine mixing perfectly as he froze, letting her adjust to his size.

Dont move, he ordered harshly, his hands hard on her hips as beads of sweat gathered on his upper lip.

She had no intention of moving, her breath catching hard at the invasion of his body, feeling herself stretch to accommodate him.

Her eyes fluttered half-closed as she waited, fighting through the slight discomfort until it felt good. The burning eased, leaving just the sensation of being filled completely. More than she ever had been before. She arched her back, obeying an instinctive urge to move, and rocked her hips against him. The friction of their bodies felt good. So very good.

He growled and hauled her closer, covering her mouth in a kiss that neared desperation. He started to move, slowly at first, each long slide creating delicious sensation between them.

But slow just wasnt doing it for her. She needed more, needed that hard male body pounding into hers. Needed this more than her next breath.

Marak, please! she begged, wrapping her legs around and pus.h.i.+ng harder against his hips. I needmore.

His nostrils flared as he moved, resting one hand above her head. Bracing himself, he smiled in the darkness.

Always with the mores Demanding, arent you? he breathed, hauling her hips to him as his pace changed.

He drove into her, hard powerful thrusts that forced the air from her lungs. Need, arousal, hunger spiraled through her as he pounded against her hips, each movement stroking nerve endings that cried out in pleasure.

She moaned as she buried her face into his neck, pressing hot kisses against the strong column. She tasted the sheen of sweat on his skin as she brushed her tongue over the powerful pulse that beat there.

Oh G.o.dyes! he begged raggedly, a tortured sound as he thrust again, impaling her on his rigid c.o.c.k.

She smiled, swirling her tongue over his skin, confident in her feminine hold over him. Then she bit, her fangs sliding through his skin gently, delicately. He groaned, pumping harder as his blood rushed into her mouth, the rich taste sending fire through her body, s.h.i.+vering over every inch of her skin.

Then it was all too much. Her body clenched around his, strong muscles gripping him hard as she came apart. Pleasure exploded, spread outward and filled her completely. She threw her head back, crying out, a cry that was lost in his mouth as he caught her lips in a hard kiss. His hips pounded oncetwice before he stiffened, his body pulsing inside hers as his own climax hit him. Unbelievable pleasure was white hot as he spilled his seed deep inside her.

Long minutes later she opened her eyes, smiling as she found him looking down at her, his expression stunned and making no attempt to hide it. Then he smiled, dark amus.e.m.e.nt coiling in the warm silver depths.

Ohyoure good, he breathed, leaning down to kiss her, repeating her words back at her.

More! he demanded, laving his rough tongue over her nipple as he began to move again.

She whimpered, Oh yes, more. Definitely more

The End.

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