Blood's Fury (Deadly Beauties 1)

The high bed places my center at a perfect angle to feel his erection through his jeans, making me hurt to feel his touch all the more. His fingers skim my sex through the lacy underwear, and my head tilts back as the sensation travels in a forceful tingle all the way up and down my body.

Then he slides my underwear to the side to feel the promise of the wet arousal waiting for him.

"Fuck," he says in an exhaled breath, his own head falling back.

I gasp as his fingers work their magic, making my body contort and wriggle beneath his touch as ecstasy fills me. His head comes back down, and those perfectly green eyes find mine, making me want to say to hell with this torture he calls foreplay.

"Please," I murmur, surprised by how much it sounds like I'm begging.

"Please what?" he murmurs, feigning coyness.

"Fuck me."

The low growl in his throat proves he liked my crude, blunt answer. The panties slide down my legs, leaving a damp trail from my inner thigh to my ankle, and he tosses them to the ground.

I rise up, desperate to get out of my dress, but he pushes me back down to the bed.

Hovering over me, he murmurs, "Leave it on."

My body heats all the more, making me feel as though the fire is about to become real as he drops his pants to the floor and jerks me to him by the bend of my knees.

I'm not used to him being this rough, but something tells me this is how he normally is. I've been painfully aware that my newness to… sex… was giving him pause, but tonight he's not holding back

With one swift motion, he throws himself inside me, making me snap forward from the abrupt, incredible entry.

"Damn, you feel so good," he murmurs while stilling himself and leaning down to kiss my lips.

"I'm pretty sure I'm molded to you since you're the only person I've ever been with… like this," I mumble while blushing.

His body starts moving against me, and the air from my lungs gets sucked out when I forget to breathe. Looking up at him as he shows my body no mercy is almost too much to bear.

I hurl myself up, and his arms wrap around me as he lifts me from the bed and forces me against the wall, his relentless rhythm pushing me closer to the brink. I moan out in a gasping shriek, and his grunted growls grow louder when it comes close to being his undoing.

His lips find the curve of my neck just above the edge of my collarbone, and then I feel his teeth bearing down, forcing out my moans all the more. Getting bitten in my world is something you don't want to do, but with him - a human - it's incredible.

Feeling my excitement, his rhythm quickens even more, becoming exquisitely punishing, and driving me that much closer to my peak. My whole body becomes almost languid as I near that moment he's pounding me to.

His name becomes a screaming burst of ecstasy from my lips as I fall over the edge in the most surreal, mind-blowing release I've felt yet.

He grunts harder as he thrusts into me once, twice more, and then he pulls back, releasing my skin from his teeth while still holding my legs around his waist.

"Sorry," he murmurs with his eyes shut.

"For?" I muse, chuckling lightly.

"For being so rough," he murmurs while collapsing to the bed behind him, dragging me with him.

I fall on top of him, and then I nestle into the crook of his neck, kissing it lightly.

"I happened to like you being so rough."

He lets out a laugh, but still his eyes stay shut. He pulls me closer, his fingers trailing up my back as he kisses my forehead.

"Are you going to keep your eyes closed all night?"

He smiles, and then they open, offering me a view of his emerald perfection.