Page 68 of Undying Thirst

This explosion of lust had built from the moment I saved him. He’d been the first one of the Coven I’d encountered. I fumbled with the hook of the slacks, and Tobias leaned back, bracing his hands on the ledge of the bench. Finally getting it unhooked, the back of my hand grazed against his hard abdomen. He was just as built as the others, only a bit leaner. It didn’t take away from his strength because he felt like a silk stone under my touch.

I tugged the zipper down and released his stiff member. I couldn’t see the full magnitude of his shaft with the shadow cast by my body, but the outline of it looked intimidating. Pre-cum glinted at the top.

“Tell me you want me, Love.” His breathy tone was enough to wrench free another gush of need until moisture dampened my thighs.

Spreading my hands on his belly, above his cock, I nodded jerkily. I smoothed my fingers across the happy trail starting at his belly button. His lips curled at one corner. It was the most predatory I’d seen him. Almost devious.

“I want you,” I managed to push through my throat. I squirmed.

“Then take me.”

I sucked in a breath, my heart beating overtime.

Pushing up with my thighs braced against his and my palms on his chest, I raised myself.

I lusted for him so much.

Poised over his dick, I hesitated in the face of his hunger. His sweater stretched tight over his shoulders, straining at the seams. His regal features stiffened, and his nose flared from his deep inhale. A crack echoed and I gawked at the crack in the bench originating at where he gripped it.

“Are you sure?” I didn’t know how I managed to rip the words from my throat.

In answer, he grabbed my hips and slammed me down on his cock.

I screamed. Christ, he was so big. His cock deliciously stretched the walls of my channel. He groaned, his head falling back while he watched me with lowered eyelids. I stilled over him, letting my body open for him in this position. My pussy throbbed around his shaft, trying to take more of him.

He hissed between clenched teeth and his fangs flashed.

He was so wide I could feel him press against my clit in this position.

My lashes fluttered and I braced on his shoulders to move up on his shaft. I got maybe half way, before slamming back down. When fully seated, his tip shoved against my cervix. I whimpered.

Using my hands perched on his shoulders, and my knees splayed against his thighs, I lifted myself up. The smooth, wet glide of his cock twitched. I bunched his sweater, swallowing another whine.

“Yes, such a precious Love,” he breathed. “Take me just like that.” I slammed down again, my movements clumsy. My eyelashes lowered with my next glide up until I stared at him through half-lidded eyes. As much as I wanted to close them, I enjoyed the expression on his face.

Each time I rose on him and fell, a muscle bunched in his cheek. And those little reactions gave me life.

Settling on him, I twisted my hips in a circle, embracing the feeling of him in me.

Tobias audibly clicked his teeth together, baring his fangs. The thick cock throbbed in my channel and warmth spread in my core. A soft groan ripped free from the cage of his teeth andhis hips bucked, shoving his cock deep inside me. Desperation tinged his movements.

He grabbed my hips and guided me up and down, making the motion smooth and toe curling.

“Love.” He groaned again, his frantic bucking stilling.

His release slicked my entrance, making everything exponentially wetter.

“Harder,” I whispered.

He flexed his hand around my hips and after a grunt, rammed me harder. Giving me more of his strength.

Moans escaped my mouth. My thighs slapped against his, but my bouncing turned frantic.

My orgasm loomed over my body, but I tried to hold it at bay. I wanted more of this delicious sensation. I sank my teeth into my lower lip.

“Yes. Yes. Moan, darling, let out those sweet little sounds for me.”

Fuck.