Page 35 of Patrick’s Seduction

“Watching you undress does something to me,” she whispered.

“Good to know.” For next time. Because there would definitely be a next time.

“Are you gonna talk the entire time?” she teased.

Without replying, he brought the tip of his cock to her sex and plunged inside, seating himself to the hilt. Despite her plentiful juices, she was tighter than he’d expected. The way her interior muscles squeezed him felt better than anything he’d felt in a very long time—if ever. He stopped moving, remaining lodged deep inside her welcoming pussy, allowing the pleasurable sensation to spread to every cell in his body, while Fallon wrapped her thighs around him, opening up even wider, imprisoning him inside her tantalizing flesh.

He locked eyes with her, gazing deep into her grey irises. Desire blazed from them, and he realized now that she could make any man fall in love with her just by looking at him like this. As if she was a siren, or a witch who’d cast a spell on him. He wasn’t sure how long they’d been staring into each other’s eyes, before he sank his lips on hers, and kissed her as if his life depended on it.

As he began to thrust in and out of her sweet pussy, he angled his head, seeking a deeper connection, kissing her with abandon. He’d always loved kissing a woman while making love rather than simply thrusting in and out because a kiss intensified the intimacy between them. Just like it did now. He could feel their bodies move in sync with each other, separating and coming back together in perfect harmony, a sensual dance where the chemistry that was sparking between them was dictating the tempo.

His vampire senses, which allowed him to hear her heartbeat and feel the blood rushing through her veins, helped him anticipate what she needed from him. He let his senses guide him to give her the pleasure she wanted and deserved, without focusing on his own needs. They would be fulfilled soon enough. He knew he would be able to climax within seconds if only he allowed himself to surrender to the beautiful woman who was guiding his body as if she were its mistress.

Every sigh and every moan that drifted to his ears filled him with joy, because pleasuring the woman in his arms was all he wanted. With every hot breath, every stroke of her tongue against his, he felt his movements become faster. Despite the increasing tempo of his thrusts, they continued to move in sync with each other.

Fallon’s hands were roaming his body, exploring him, pulling him closer, forcing him deeper into her by digging her fingers into his ass. Every time she yanked him closer, he wished for her fingernails to draw blood, and the more often that thought repeated, the more his vampire side battled him for supremacy. The vampire in him wanted to break to the surface and sink his fangs into her alabaster skin, taking her blood inside him to experience the intimacy that only a vampire’s bite could create.

His hips moved frantically now, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy. They were both perspiring. It made every slide of skin on skin smooth and sensual like an erotic massage. When he suddenly felt Fallon’s tongue swipe against his fang, he felt it lengthen, ready to descend. Panicked, he severed the kiss, and willed his fang to retract, before she could notice it.

Fallon’s face glistened, her cheeks were rosy, her lips looked bruised. He could hear the thundering of her heartbeat reverberate against his chest and her breath rush over her lips.

“I love how you take me,” she whispered.

“I’ve never felt anything so good,” he confessed. “I don’t wanna stop.”

“Then don’t.”

She slid one hand to his nape and caressed him there, sending a shudder down his spine. He pressed his eyes shut and clamped his jaw tightly together to stave off an immediate climax.

“Fuck!” he managed to let out and opened his eyes again. “Just a little warning: you do that again, and I’ll come in an instant.”

A mischievous glint shimmered in her eyes. “Really?”

“Seductress.” He pulled out of her, and sat back on his haunches, but before she could voice a protest, he’d already rolled her onto her stomach.

Her surprised gasp was muffled by a pillow. She turned her head sideways. “I wasn’t done.”

“I know.” He chuckled and pulled her onto her knees, then positioned her so that she could brace her hands on the headboard of the bed. When she was in the position he wanted her in, he kneeled behind her, grabbed her hips, and sank his cock back into her.

A relieved sigh came from Fallon.

“That way I know where your hands are,” he teased, then he slipped his right hand around her hip and cupped her pussy. “And I have my hand free to make you come.”

When he gathered some of her juices with his finger and rubbed them over her clitoris, she sighed. “Oh.”

“Now hold onto the headboard and let me take care of you.” He brought his mouth to her ear. “And if there’s anything I’m doing wrong, you’ll let me know, because we’re not leaving this bed until you’re completely satisfied.”

“How about yourself?” she asked with a look over her shoulder.

He smirked. “I could come by just looking at you. You’re so damn hot. So, don’t worry about me.”

He continued thrusting in a steady but slow pace, while he caressed her clit, painting little circles around the engorged organ. Beneath his fingers, he felt Fallon surrender to his touch, moving with him. Her breaths became irregular, her long hair fell over her shoulders, swinging back and forth, from side to side.

With his free hand, he brushed her hair to one side to expose the graceful column of her neck, where her carotid artery pulsed in rhythm with her heartbeat. Like a beacon, it called out to him, tempting him to throw caution to the wind and bite her, but the man in him pulled back the beast. Fallon needed to be wooed, not conquered. It had to be her decision, not his demand. Her experience with Cameron had left her cautious when it came to relationships, and if he revealed now that he was a vampire, she would flee in horror.

He had to give her time.

And give her pleasure without putting any demands on her. Just like he did now. From earlier in the day, he knew already how to caress her center of pleasure so she could let herself go. Patiently, he touched her, rubbing back and forth over her clit, every so often gathering more of her juices to make his touch smooth.