Page 80 of Ryder’s Storm

He pulled her to him. “Yes.”

“Won’t that turn them into a vampire? I mean, the lore suggests…”

“Only if the human is on the verge of death. If the human’s heartbeat is still strong, even if the injuries are grave, vampire blood will heal but not turn a human.”

“There’s so much I still don’t know.”

“Do you want me to tell you more now? I can, if you—”

“Later. Right now I want to feel you.” She gave him a little push, and he landed with his back on the bed.

“I guess then I’ll shut up.”

“Good choice,” she murmured and lowered herself over him, straddling him.

Ryder pulled her head to him and captured her lips for a kiss. His fangs were still out, but he wasn’t concerned about scaring Scarlet off anymore. She’d already proven to him that she could handle him, and that she wanted to experience everything that made him a vampire. He explored her mouth, danced with her eager tongue, and let her take charge when she began to lick his fangs in earnest. The feeling of her tongue touching the razor-sharp instruments sent waves of pleasure into every cell of his body.

He started undressing her, freeing her of her T-shirt, her jeans and shoes, while Scarlet undressed him just as frantically. He’d never seen her so eager for sex, not even during the instances when she’d gone into heat. This wasn’t Scarlet driven by her satyr side, this was Scarlet driven by something else entirely: her emotions. She wanted him, not because she was destined to be his mate, but because she cared about him. He could feel it with every fiber of his being, even though she’d not yet said the words he wanted to hear.

When they were finally naked, Ryder rolled over Scarlet, his weight braced on his elbows and knees, his lower cock poised at her pussy, his upper one sliding against her clit. “I’ll take you with both my cocks later, but right now I need you to see me.”

He parted his lips and let her see his fangs. With fascination in her eyes, Scarlet looked at him, her heartbeat racing now. It was pumping her blood through her veins faster, and he knew that once he pierced her skin, her blood would rush into his mouth.

“They’re beautiful,” she murmured.

“Oh, Scarlet, you have no idea what this means to me. You accepting what I am. You letting me drink from you, trusting me.”

He thrust his cock into her, sinking into her wet warm cave. Scarlet’s eyes closed for a brief moment, and she inhaled a deep breath.

“You feel so good,” she whispered and looked up at him.

“Are you sure you want this? My fangs in your neck?”

“Taste me, Ryder. I want to know what it’s like.” She turned her head slightly to offer her neck.

He brought his lips to her smooth skin and licked over it with his tongue, preparing her for his bite. “I love you, Scarlet.” He drove his fangs into her neck, and felt her blood on his tongue, the taste intoxicating. More blood rushed into his mouth, and he swallowed it.

He pumped his cock into her sweet pussy, pleasure spreading to every cell of his body, Scarlet’s scent and taste engulfing him. He’d never felt anything better in his life.

Scarlet’s hands were on his shoulders and his back, not trying to push him away, but to pull him closer, accepting him.

“I love you, Ryder.”

At hearing Scarlet’s declaration, Ryder’s heart felt like exploding. Scarlet would be his.

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Scarlet felt the erotic effect of Ryder’s fangs in her neck instantly. Her entire body was floating as if on a cloud. She was feeling no pain; not even his sharp teeth piercing her skin had been painful. Instead, it had felt as if he was caressing her clitoris. And now, with Ryder drinking her blood, and his cock buried deep in her, his second cock sliding over her center of pleasure, every sane thought, every concern she’d ever had, left her brain to make space for pleasure to engulf her.

If she’d thought that sex with Ryder was pleasurable because of his two cocks and the way he used them to bring her to ecstasy, it was nothing compared to the sensations she experienced with his fangs in her while he plowed into her again and again. His skillful moves drove her arousal higher. She put one hand on his nape, and felt him shudder in response, before he gripped it and pulled it off him and pinned it to the mattress. He growled, the sound reverberating in her body like an echo that wouldn’t stop.

She was panting now, her hips undulating to meet his thrusts and feel his second cock slide against her clit. With her free hand, she gripped his ass and forced him to thrust harder. He did, but then he pried her second hand off him, and pinned that one to the mattress as well. She was at his mercy now, imprisoned by his hands, impaled on his cock. To her surprise, she couldn’t get enough of it. She wanted him to take her like this, wanted to feel his power, his strength. And she wanted even more.

“Take me with both your cocks inside me,” she begged.

Another growl tore from his chest, and he ripped his lips from her, his head whipping back, his eyes glaring red, his fangs dripping with blood. To know that this powerful vampire loved her, sent ripples through her body, and she realized she was climaxing.

She pressed her head back onto the mattress and arched her back, the waves of her orgasm so strong that they robbed her of her breath. A moment later, Ryder flipped her and she found herself on her knees, facing the headboard, her hands braced against it. Still dazed from her orgasm, she felt Ryder kneeling behind her, his fingers dipping into her pussy, before he rimmed her anus with the plentiful juices. Then she felt his cocks again, one at the entrance to her pussy, the other at her anus.