The Blackest Night (Dusk Before Dawn 3)

“The sweetest,” I teased, getting more than I bargained for when he started to hammer in and out of me. All I could do was hold on tight while he fucked me hard.

“Such a good girl, taking my dick all the way in your tight pussy.” He bottomed out deep inside me, and my eyes almost crossed at the pleasure. “You feel so perfect wrapped around my cock.”

I whimpered as he crashed into my body harder, and my legs spread wider to accommodate his thrusts. “Oh, my.”

“This pussy’s mine.” He pulled on my hair to tilt my head back so he could scrape his teeth against my neck. “Right, angel?”

“Yes,” I gasped as he circled his hips.

“I’ve never been happier to be a daywalker than right now, knowing that you’ll be mine forever.” He sucked on my skin hard enough to leave a mark, and I felt the tug of his mouth all the way in my core. “And that I get to sink inside your perfect pussy over and over again for the rest of our lives.”

That sounded amazing to me, but I couldn’t do more than pant, “Uh-huh.”

“I can feel you clamping down on me, getting tighter with each and every thrust.” He punched his hips forward. “You’re close, aren’t you?”

My pussy fluttered as waves of pleasure rolled over my body. “So close.”

His hips began to thrust faster as he drove himself in and out of my body, leaning down until his lips hovered over my ear. “Then come for me now, angel, so I can finally blow.”

He followed up his command by sinking his fangs into my artery, sending me hurtling over the edge. With every draw of his mouth on my neck, my pussy clenched around his cock, milking the come from his hard length. He throbbed deep inside me, and I felt the heat of every splash until our combined releases dripped down my inner thighs. While we were still panting for breath, he rolled onto the mattress and pulled me into his arms, stroking his hand down my spine and patting my butt. It took a while before I drifted back to reality—or at least my new version of it since my life had done a complete one-eighty in only a few hours.8Stephan“Um...was that it?” Bronwyn murmured after we’d laid in contented silence for a while.

I’d been running my fingers lazily up and down her back, but at her question, I paused and lifted her chin, bringing her face into view. “I’m going to need a little more if I’m going to answer you, Bronwyn,” I replied with a smile.

Her cheeks bloomed with pink, and she licked her lips, making my cock—still mostly hard despite the mind-blowing orgasm—become fully erect. “Did you, um, claim me?”

I chuckled and kissed her forehead before wrapping her up in my arms, cuddling her close. “No, angel. Trust me, you’ll know when it happens. That was just a warmup.” She looked up, and I winked. She blushed a little harder, the color spreading down her chest and making me hungry for a taste. Her deep brown eyes were filled with confusion, so I clarified my response. “I think you should take a little time to let this new reality sink in.” I bent my head and took her lips in a deep, possessive kiss. “Not that I’ll ever let you go,” I stated. “But once I’ve claimed you, you’ll have a whole new set of circumstances to adjust to. Becoming a daywalker is a big change”—I kissed her nose—“but I have no doubt you’ll take to it with ease. Still, I figured I’d give you a little time.”

Bronwyn canted her head to the side and bit her lip as crimson tinged her cheeks. “How much time?”

I grinned at her obvious anticipation and shrugged. “A few hours.”

My consort dipped her head back, and the sound of musical laughter burst from her beautiful mouth. “That long, huh?”

“Long enough to move you in,” I told her pragmatically. “That way, we can stay in bed until I’ve had my fill of you. So...forever.”

She smiled in delight when I winked and squeezed one plump globe of her ass. I kissed her softly, being careful to keep it from getting out of hand. She’d been a virgin, and I hadn’t exactly been gentle. I indulged in her sweetness a little longer, then pulled back and guided her head down to rest on my chest. It would take a little time for Bronwyn to adjust to my schedule, and I’d thoroughly worn her out, so I encouraged her to sleep. “Rest, angel.”

It was barely evening for me, and though I was definitely a little tired from our activities, I couldn’t fall asleep. I considered dashing out to collect Bronwyn’s possessions, but I didn’t want her to wake in the night and find herself alone. I shifted her body so she was lying on my side, rather than sprawled across my body, and reached out to snag my iPad from the bedside table. I got some work done before I finally felt my eyes drooping at around five in the morning. My sweet consort was still fast asleep. I turned us both onto our sides and wrapped my arms around her, threw a leg over hers, and buried my face in the crook of her neck. With her scent filling my lungs, I drifted off.