Kiss of the Night (Carnal Thirst 2)

He shuddered at the silken feel of her and held himself still, gritting his teeth as she milked him in orgasm. Only when the tight tension of her tiny frame relaxed did he pull his cock out and then plunge in again.

Her nails scraped his sides and the quick stab of pain, combined with the heat of his lust and the depth of his love, broke the bonds that restrained his baser needs. He’d thought he’d lost her and now she was here, speared with his cock, mewling his name as he fucked her hard and deep. He growled and the rumbling warning had her eyes flying open in startled arousal.

“Yes,” she encouraged, her voice raspy and low. “I can take it.”

Alex pinned her hips, released his fangs and with all the hunger he possessed, claimed her body as his own to pleasure, his fangs sinking deep along with his cock.

The moment her blood flooded his mouth, he came. The taste of her life spilling down his throat spurred an orgasmic rush that threatened to kill him.

Screaming his name, writhing and scratching, Briana was more than enough for him, almost too much for him. What he’d thought would be a claiming was instead a matching. A joining of two beings destined one for the other.

Briana arched into his bite and wrapped long, lithe legs around his thrusting hips, meeting him stroke for stroke. He took her like an animal, his skin drenched in sweat, his aching erection unflagging despite the rapture of his release.

So much smaller than him, she was a damned tight fit, but she was built for his cock and took everything he gave her. Then begged for more. Sobbing and pleading, she demanded everything he was and he entered her mind with a rush of affection.

I love you, he cried with every cell in his body. He stiffened and roared, flooding her with his seed and his love until there was nothing more he could give her.

She fell with him into orgasm, hugging him close, and Alex felt that tiny promise within her flare into something far more powerful. A sentiment strong enough to take his fear and grief and her wary reticence, and banish them forever.

* * * * *

Later, tangled in the sheets and snuggled at his side, Briana turned her head and kissed his cooling skin.

Alex hummed, awash in contentment. He was exhausted and looked forward to sleeping with the love of his life in his arms.

“Awww…” She sniffled. “You are so romantic.”

“I’ll stop if you like.”

“Don’t you dare.”

“If it bothers you—”

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sp; “It doesn’t.”

“I wouldn’t want to—”

“If you quit, Alexei, I’ll dump you. I swear.”

“Well, we can’t have that.”

“No, we can’t have that at all.” She sighed and hugged him tight. “Promise me there won’t be any more secrets between us.”

He hugged her back hard. “I promise, sweetheart. There won’t be anything between us. Ever.”

It was silent for a while and then Alex said, “Bree?”

“Umm?”

“No more sex bots. Okay?”

“Could be interesting.”

“No.”

“Wouldn’t you—”

“No. I wouldn’t.”

She laughed and his heart swelled at the sound. “I wouldn’t either, you know. You’re more than enough sex for me.”

The compliment spoken in her well-sated voice stirred him again. “Does that mean you’re done for now?”

“I thought you were sleepy.”

“I am. But another part of me is not.”

“Ooohh… I love that other part.”

He gave a mock pout. “Just that other part?”

“Well, more than just that part,” she conceded, tossing a leg over his hips.

“Don’t keep me in suspense,” he groaned. “What else do you love?”

“It would take me forever to name everything.” She bent at the waist and kissed him, long and hard and wet and deep. He held her to him, her breasts to his chest, her hips to his, until she pulled far enough away to say with a smile, “Lucky for you, that’s exactly how long we’ve got.”