Page 45 of Patrick’s Seduction

She gripped the base of his shaft with one hand, before she placed her lips around his cock and took him inside her warm and wet mouth. Her saliva turned the descent into a drive into pure paradise. She took him deep, her lips closing tightly around his sensitive flesh, sucking him like he was a popsicle about to melt in the hot sun. But he didn’t melt, didn’t shrink like an ice cream cone in the heat. Instead, he grew harder, his arousal reaching the stratosphere.

He reached for her, one hand on her nape, the other cupping one cheek, not to force her to take him deeper, but to be able to pull out of her mouth should the pleasure become too intense. His entire body felt as if he were floating, softness surrounding him, Fallon cradling him. Her touch was tender and all-consuming. His brain had long ago shut down, and he was now guided by his vampire instincts. His gums itched with the need to extend his fangs and drive them into the woman who made love to him, claiming her. But he pushed that particular desire away, focusing only on his sexual desire and the lust that was coursing through his veins now.

Fallon slid up and down on him, her tongue caressing the sensitive underside of his cock, her hand around his base adding to the intensity of her motions. When she suddenly touched his balls, cradling them in her other hand, he used both hands to push her back, making her release his erection.

“Stop!” he cried out and sat up.

With a sly glance, she looked at him. “Didn’t like it?”

Her smile told him that she knew full well what effect she had on him.

“Take off your panties, or I’ll rip them to shreds,” he ground out, barely able to hold on to his control now.

Fallon heeded his command and removed her last item of clothing, while he raked a hungry look over her body. Her breasts were firm with hard, dark nipples that were proof of her arousal. He pulled her onto him, her legs falling open to either side of his hips, her sex lining up with his groin. Without a word, he lifted her hips just high enough so he could adjust his cock to touch her nether lips. Warm wetness greeted him, and without losing a second, he thrust upwards, seating himself in her welcoming pussy.

Fallon gasped, staring at him in surprise. “Oh, God, you’re even bigger than earlier.”

“That’s ‘cause you sucked me,” he replied. “Damn, woman, you drive me insane with need.”

She put her arms around him and tilted her head to the side. He welcomed her invitation and took her lips with his, kissing her as she began to ride him. Not wanting her to tire too soon, he placed his hands on her hips to support her weight while she continued to set the rhythm.

The tempo of their lovemaking remained slow, and he appreciated it because he didn’t want it to end, despite his body craving to shoot his seed into her as if she was his and his alone. He knew he couldn’t make such a claim, not yet anyway. Fallon was still vulnerable, not ready to make a commitment, even though he was. He realized this with a start: he wanted her as his mate, the only woman he wanted to touch for the rest of his life. It hit him broadside, though he shouldn’t be surprised. After all, his vampire instinct had known it all along—from the very moment he’d first seen her—that she was destined to be his partner, his mate for life.

He understood so much now, understood what his siblings and his friends had gone through when they’d met their mate. He’d always wondered how they could know with such certainty who they were meant to be with. He knew it now, even though he was unable to describe the feeling, just like his siblings and friends had never been able to describe what happened in that moment.

Patrick ripped his lips from hers, severing the kiss. His eyes found hers, and he recognized the passion in them.

“Oh, baby,” he whispered, lifting one hand to brush his fingers over her cheek. He wanted to tell her about the feelings that he carried in his heart, the love that was growing there for her, but he knew he couldn’t. It would only frighten her and make her withdraw, because she would feel pressured to respond. And he didn’t want her to feel pressured.

“I love how you ride me,” he said instead. “Tell me what you need from me.”

Her lips parted with a sigh, her lids halfway closed. “You’re already giving me all I need. I’m so close.”

He dropped his hand to where their bodies were joined and found her clit.

“Oh, yes,” she whispered, her head tilting back.

The movement thrust her breasts toward him. He began to caress her clit with his finger, while he brought his face to her breasts, pulled one nipple into his mouth, and sucked her.

Fallon gasped and murmured something incomprehensible. Encouraged by her reaction, he scraped his teeth along the sensitive skin of her breast. His fangs extended involuntarily, and his cock spasmed, the lust too great to contain. Despite his efforts to suppress his vampire side, he couldn’t. Knowing there was no way back now, he licked her tit, coating it with his saliva, before he drove his fangs into her flesh.

Fallon cried out, her tight channel contracting around his cock as she climaxed. He tasted her blood in his mouth and swallowed the rich liquid, letting it coat his throat, while he shot his seed into her. Her blood tasted different from any human blood he’d ever had, and he’d tried all blood groups in his life. But Fallon’s was special, richer, with a flavor that made the vampire inside him roar like a beast. More waves of pleasure hit his cock as Fallon continued to climax. His bite was prolonging her orgasm, and he knew that she didn’t feel any pain, and wasn’t even aware that his fangs were lodged in her breast, the pleasure he was bestowing on her with his bite drowning out everything else.

As his orgasm subsided, he slowly retracted his fangs, and licked over the tiny incisions, making sure no blood remained on her skin. His saliva mended it to leave no evidence of his bite, before he lifted his head and looked at her.

Fallon’s lips were parted, her eyes half closed, her breath ragged, her body relaxing against him.

It took a few moments before she found her voice. “Oh, Patrick, that was… that was…” She blew out a breath.

“Good?” he asked with a grin.

She shook her head, a smile forming on her lips. “Not good. Not good at all. Just… wow… just amazing.”

His chest swelled with pride. She’d enjoyed his bite, even though she wasn’t even aware of it.

“You were amazing,” Patrick said. “And your lips on my cock. Damn it, just thinking about it makes me hard again.”

But he knew they both needed rest.