Once again summoning bravado from somewhere deep inside her, she continued. “I want to feel you with no barriers. I want to feel all of you. And please don’t hold back.”
The thought of him thrusting into her in his assertive way made her practically melt off the sofa. Thank God she had Jane for support. Shana’s arms wrapped around the other woman’s neck and, in turn, Jane’s hands clasped her hips, holding her steady.
Drake was out of the rest of his clothes in a nanosecond. As Shana watched him over her shoulder, her breath caught in her throat at how magnificent he was. From head to toe, he was a powerhouse of a vampire. A chiseled-to-perfection man who left her breathless.
Her gaze roved his body, taking in every inch of him. He had sculpted pecs and washboard abs. His biceps were rock-hard, she already knew. His legs were long and strong-looking and his cock…
She moaned. “If I’m dreaming, don’t you dare wake me up.” She didn’t say this to anyone in particular. Just muttered it absently, thinking she’d rather die a slow, painful death than be roused from sleep if she actually was fantasizing about this beautiful man standing poised behind her, ready to enter her.
His cock was long and hard and thick. She fought the urge to li
ck her lips—or him. Though the desire to touch and taste him rose within her so fast, she almost relinquished her hold on Jane so she could reach for Drake.
But the need to have him inside her—now!—was too great. She couldn’t bring herself to allow another minute to pass without feeling him deep in her cunt.
She said, “Don’t think about anything but being inside me. Please.” She feared he might not take that one step forward that would put them in contact with each other.
Jane’s hands slid down to Shana’s cheeks and she pulled them apart, opening Shana fully to Drake. Lust flashed in his eyes, along with an obvious strain that told her it was hell to go slow, rather than plunge into her.
Shana groaned. “Jane,” she said, her head dropping to her friend’s shoulder. “Please, I’m begging you. Do something or say something that will make him stop obsessing over hurting me and instead persuade him to fuck me.”
Jane giggled. “You’re torturing her, Drake. I can feel her quivering and hear her panting in anticipation. If you’re not going to make her come again, I’ll do it.”
Shana hugged the vampire. “You’re my new best friend.”
“Feeling’s mutual,” Jane murmured.
A moment later, Shana felt Drake’s slightly warmer hands at the dip of her waist. The tip of his cock nudged her opening and she nearly cried out her joy. He was going to make love to her.
Finally!
She buried her face in the crook of Jane’s neck, already knowing from basic sex ed that she’d feel her hymen break. And also knowing such a large cock inside her would take some adjusting to on her part.
But she wanted it. God, how she wanted it! How she wanted him!
Her arms tightened around Jane as Drake tentatively pushed the head of his cock partially into her cunt.
“Jane,” she growled.
To which Jane said, “Oh for Christ’s sake, Drake. Do it!”
He plunged deep and Shana cried out, heat and pain searing her insides.
“Oh shit!” She clung to Jane, the sharp stab in her pussy radiating an unfamiliar agony that shot out in all directions.
Her body stilled and so did Drake’s.
Beneath her, Jane whispered, “Are you all right?”
Shana took a few seconds to get her breath back. Then she focused on the rigid cock filling her and all the new and exciting sensations it elicited. The pain subsided quickly and she explored the feelings replacing the sting of losing her virginity. The molten, sexy, sensational feelings replacing the sting of losing her virginity.
“Oh God,” she murmured. “Oh. My. God.”
Her skin tingled. Her toes curled. Her insides thrummed with a vibrancy she’d never felt before. And her pussy… It squeezed Drake’s cock, clenching it tight and holding it captive. Making him grunt.
Jane laughed softly. “Found your way, did you?”
“I think so.” Though Shana wasn’t exactly sure what she was supposed to do now that this mammoth of a man was inside her.