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It was hard to believe a man who looked like Adryan, who was so powerful and used to getting what he wanted, wouldn’t have ever touched another woman, implying that he was a… a virgin? But I supposed that was the least unbelievable thing out of this whole situation.
“That’s right, kitty,” he said low and right by my ear, still finger fucking me. “I’ve never even looked at another female with lust or need, let alone touched one. For one hundred and twenty years, I’ve been waiting for you.”
He added a second finger, really stretching me now, my pussy feeling so full that it was painful. And so good. A mewling noise left me when he pressed the heel of his hand to my clit and added pressure.
Oh yes. Oh yes, yes, yesyesyes.
I was soaring high, closer now to going over the edge than I’d been since we started this. I’d die if he stopped, and when I felt myself nearing the peak, I rose on my toes, started working myself on his hand, fucking myself, using him to get off.
He was growling wildly behind me, his hard cock like this massive steel rod digging against the center of my back. With my head still turned to the side, I wanted his kiss desperately, begging him silently for it. But he didn’t give that to me. No, instead his mouth was latched onto the side of my neck, and he sucked and sucked and sucked.
I came so hard my back bowed, my nipples tightened painfully, and I cried out long and loud, not caring who heard, because I couldn’t have stopped myself from making the sound anyway. He wrapped his heavy arm around my torso like a thick band, right under my breasts, holding me up as I came.
“That’s my girl. You like that, baby?”
A strangled sound left me as my orgasm peaked all over again.
“You’re doing so good fucking yourself on my fingers, being a good girl and getting off for me.”
His words were so filthy, that praise dirtier than if he just said obscene things. I let the long seconds pass as I rode out my orgasm, not feeling the least bit embarrassed or self-conscious when I felt my arousal dripping out of my pussy and coating his hand.
And all the while—as he let me stay on that high—he kept sucking at my neck, never breaking the skin but no doubt leaving a dark hickey from the force.
I was just coming down when suddenly the world spun out from underneath my feet. I was turned, Adryan using his impressive strength and mass to carry my weight over to the other side of the room and press my back to the wall. He leaned his body against mine, his cock all but throbbing and hard on my belly.
I knew my eyes were still hooded from my post-orgasmic pleasure, knew he could have taken my virginity right here and now and I wouldn’t have denied him a thing.
A grin slowly spread across his mouth, a low, deep sound leaving him. He slid his hand up the center of my torso, right between my breasts, and collared my throat with that heavy palm of his.
He leaned in to barely rest his lips against mine. But he didn’t kiss me, didn’t even speak for long seconds as he held my stare with his, his breathing so hard and fast his nostrils were flaring from the force.
“No more waiting,” he rumbled low. “Tonight, you’re mine.”
22
Adryan
Iknew she was submitting to me by the look in her eyes, by the way she softened further, how her lips parted and she panted out her arousal.
I could smell how wet her pussy was, her desire and lust so heady and thick in the air, the sweetest thing I’d ever had the privilege of inhaling.
When I’d followed the song her blood called inside me, a beacon, a tracker that forever linked us, I wasn’t surprised she’d found the room I used to monitor some of my legitimate businesses. She was a curious little thing, my princess, but I wasn’t upset. In fact, I was pleased she’d wandered to this part of the house. Because when I smelled her arousal as she watched a scene playing out in one of my bloodletting clubs… fuck, I’d nearly come.
And as much as it aroused the fuck out of me to know the bloodletting got her pussy juicy, I’d never allow anyone to witness what we shared. Not a fucking touch, not a kiss, and sure as hell not me fucking my mate and breaking her skin.
That was for us, only us.
Taking her right here, right up against the wall, sounded pretty fucking great. It would be hard as hell to walk with the massive, rock-hard erection I sported. But she deserved better… better than me, better than taking her virginity up against a wall.
The time it had taken to get from there to here, in my bedroom, was a damn blur. My primal need for her, the animalistic side, was so far gone that there was no stopping this.
But the way my mate looked at me right now, with a little bit of fear and a whole lot of anticipation, told me she wouldn’t say no. She’d fight; I’m sure she’d fight, but it would be because it aroused her even more.
This low, deep pumping sound left my chest, a husky growl, a feral one that would only ever be for her. I took a step closer, and she moved one back. She held a hand out, palm toward me, and I laughed.
“Baby, you should know that”—I gestured to her hand—“isn’t going to stop me.” I shook my head, moving a step closer. And my little kitty moved one back. “Be a good girl and come to me.”
She shook her head, and I watched as her pupils became full-blown, her cheeks and lips turning an enticing shade of pink from the increase in her blood flow.
