Page 68 of Oklahoma Storms
Does she know how addicting she is? Knowing she is what keeps me alive for the rest of all eternity has my cock become harder, more precome leaking in response to her heat.
I spin her around, shoving her against the wall. I put her on display like she’s a piece of art. “Arms above your head. Spread your legs.” I spank the small curve of her firm ass and growl in approval when she listens to me. “Good girl.”
Her body shivers from the praise, and I rake one nail down the divot of her spine to the dimples settled above her ass.
“So fucking beautiful, Sugar.” I wrap her long hair in my fist and pull her head back, igniting a yelp from her. “I want to be rough with you. I can’t until you drink from me. I have so muchto give you,” I whisper into her ear, licking along the shell. “So much you’ll be begging for me to stop.”
“I’ll never beg for you to stop.”
I chuckle, pressing my girth between her cheeks as I align our bodies. “We’ll see about that. You’ve never fucked a vampire. You’ll be begging. I’ll make fucking sure of it.” I keep her head tilted back and bite into my wrist, hovering it about her mouth. “Open, if you want to take a step in completing the bond.”
A sliver of uncertainty takes hold of my heart. What if she doesn’t want the bond?
Her brown eyes look up at me, a deviant glare that I’ve fallen in love with over the last few days.
She hates being told what to do, even if she does what I say in the end.
Nariko grabs my arm and yanks my wrist to her mouth. Her teeth sink into the wound, biting me with blunt teeth. She sucks, pulling my blood into her body and knowing it’s dripping down her throat, binding to her soul, has my orgasm tighten my sack.
I don’t want a drop to go to waste.
In one full thrust, I’m sheathed inside her tight cunt, spilling my seed. Unable to stop myself, I bite her shoulder as pleasure has my knees threatening to give out from under me. I slam my fist against the wall, forming a crater, then drag my nails down, leaving grooves I will keep there for the rest of our lives.
An art piece I’ll admire of our claiming for eternities to come.
I kiss the back of her neck, my entire body shaking as our souls lock together. Her emotions ease into me this time. Happiness, pleasure, relief, and a little confusion wrap around my heart. I gasp, pulling her close, and rock against her slowly while she continues to suck on my wrist.
“Fuck,” I moan against her back, sliding in and out of her tight heat. “You’re so fucking wet, Sugar. So fucking tight.” Iskim my claws down her stomach, reaching between her legs, and pinch her clit.
I yank her head back, breaking her mouth away from my arm. Her lips are covered in my blood, her chin stained, and I curl over her, licking her clean. Cupping her jaw, I trace her lips with my tongue before sealing us together in a messy kiss. Our teeth clink together, our breaths colliding in desperate attempts not to fall apart.
“Can’t believe all of this is mine,” I snarl down her throat. “You’re taking my cock so well, Nariko. You’re going to feel me for days. Your pretty pussy is going to be sore, and I’m going to keep it like that every fucking day.” I slam into her, my eyes zeroing in on the sweat beading across her back as she arches, her body moving in ways that only heighten my desire.
Every motion, every bend that allows her body to curve has my mouth watering.
No one is more seductive than my fated mate.
She stretches her arm back, wanting to touch me, and I hold on to her forearm, kissing down her velvet-soft skin.
The storm continues to rage outside, and the flash from bolts of electricity gives me enough light to see her move against me.
I grip her hips, small beads of blood bubbling to the surface of her skin from the pressure of my nails. Our bodies slap together, the rut giving me more strength as I answer her heated pleas.
Every thrust has more power than the last, sending more cracks through the wall.
“Oakley! Don’t stop. Don’t…Don’t…” She shakes her head, her hair sticking to her damp back.
I look down, watching my cock disappear in and out, coated in her shine. “I wish you could see what I see. I wish you could see how fucking beautiful you look taking my cock.” I curl overher, sucking her earlobe into my mouth, and whisper, “And I told you, you’d beg.”
She pushes her ass against me, doing her best to meet my thrusts.
I move faster and faster, using my enhanced speed, blurring at a rate she can’t keep up with.
“Oakley!” she shouts. “Fuck! Oh my god, stop. Stop! It’s so much. It’s too much.”
By the smell of her, the way her emotions slither inside me, I know she doesn’t want me to stop.
Her body buckles when she orgasms, her come squirting over my cock, the wet thrusts driving me over the edge too.
