One Insatiable

“Koa! Oh, Koa!” Her back arches, and her thighs jump beside my cheeks. I’m holding her hips tight in my hands, and I feel the pressure of her trying to squirm away. She’s pulling my hair harder now. “I can’t… I can’t take it anymore.”

With that, I release her, kissing her flat stomach, the center of her chest, between her beautiful breasts, until I’m at her mouth just as I plunge straight into her core.

“Oh, fuck,” I break away to gasp as her swollen insides throb around my erection. Scooping my arms under her shoulders, I sit back on my heels again, bringing her up on my lap and sending me deeper into her. “So good,” I murmur, reaching down to grip her ass.

She’s rocking me, and I’m working her, lifting her up and down my shaft in a way that’s blowing my mind. My orgasm tightens in my pelvis, and my grip loosens. I realize she’s pushing up on her knees and bucking her hips over my thighs. Her arms are around my neck, and she’s going faster.

My head falls back as my ass tightens. “Here it comes.”

Just as her orgasm breaks, I go off, throbbing and pulsing inside her. My hands are back on her, gripping tightly as I move her, helping her insides pull out every last drop. My heart is pounding in my chest, and her movements slow. Her body is trembling, and she’s holding me as I hold her.

“Nothing will ever be as good as that,” she sighs, as I guide us back to the pillows to rest a moment. This night is far from over.

“It’s a little better when I taste your blood.”

“Mmm,” she curls into my side, a sexy grin on her lips. “That does make it better.”

“It’s up next, my love.”

Her smile relaxes. We’re lying side by side. I’m on my back, and she’s on her stomach looking up at me. In that moment, it’s time. Her beautiful shoulder is up to her chin, and I reach out to smooth my finger down her soft skin.

“Earlier you said you didn’t know what I found sexy—”

“And then you showed me,” she whispers.

Rolling onto my side, our faces are a breath apart. Her blue eyes blink up to mine, round and full of warmth. Leaning down, I touch my lips gently to hers, holding it the length of a heartbeat.

“Do you think,” she whispers, her lips like butterfly wings against mine. “I’ll still be able to hear you?”

My insides ache, and I place my palm gently against her cheek. “I hope so.”

“Just in case we can’t…” Her eyes blink down then back to mine. “I love you.”

I heard the words in her heart, but nothing compares to hearing them out loud. My breath stills, and my eyes drift closed as I pull her to me, holding her body in such a way that every part of our skin touches. Touch drew us together that first night, and I have to believe it will hold us together through this trial.

Relaxing my grip, I reach down to catch her chin, lifting her shining eyes to mine. With all the intensity I feel in my heart, I look into her soul. “I love you, Mercy Quinlan.” Tears glisten in her eyes, and I lean down to kiss her once more. “You are mine, and I will never stop until I have you in my arms again. Don’t ever give up on that. If he takes you from me, I will come and get you. I won’t leave you in that place.”

Her eyes close, and fresh tears spill onto her cheeks. I roll her onto her back and kiss her deeply, parting her lips so our tongues can curl together. Her fingers are in my hair, and I cup her breasts, tease her nipples before sliding my arm around to the arch of her back. With my knee, I nudge her legs apart, and reach down to position myself at her entrance.

She readily complies, spreading her thighs wide so I can slide easily into her. We rock together, and I hold her, worshipping her body with my lips, my tongue, my teeth. My panther canines extend, and I slide up to her neck, grazing her skin as I continue rocking into her.

“Oh,” she sighs, and I feel her insides tighten as I prepare to taste her. Her hands are on my shoulders, and her grip tightens, her back arches up to meet me.

“You’re mine,” I whisper just before I prick her skin.

A low moan shudders through her chest, and her insides break into spasms, massaging and milking me. Her blood is on my tongue, and I close my eyes, allowing the orgasm to pull through me, pulsing into her as she comes on my dick.

Dropping my head against her shoulder, I wrap both arms tightly around her body, and together we ride out the waves of intensity, the erratic beating of our hearts the only sound in my ears.

We’re skin against skin, body to body. I’m focused on our touch when I feel her mouth open against my chest. The softest prick of her tiny lynx teeth, and she’s pierced my skin just above the nipple.

Another burst of pleasure pulses in my dick. I almost can’t take the sensation. “Fuck, Mercy.” I whisper

, my voice hoarse. “You’re trying to kill me.”

She licks her lips and stretches up to kiss me. I haven’t let her go since we started this, and I hold her now as if my life depends on it. We kiss deeper, our mouths moving, tasting, sharing everything. I hear her desire, and I taste her devotion.

The bond we share beats in both our hearts. Nothing can break it. I will hold onto this night, our love, this very moment, until I’ve freed her from this curse. It’s my solemn vow to her. I won’t let her go.