Page 68 of Quintus

“That’s right, Gabby. He’s going to get off while I fuck you. You like him watching, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she cried, unable to lie.

“This,” he whispered. Quintus plunged his fingers inside her. “Your pussy.”

“Oh Goddess.” His devilish tongue lapped over her clit. She trembled in arousal, her core tightening around his fingers. As he withdrew them, she moaned, begging for his touch. “Please, don’t stop.”

Quintus slid his palms under her bottom and cupped her ass, tugging her toward his mouth. She gripped the sheets as his tongue stroked deep inside her.

“Ah, yes.” Her breath grew ragged as her orgasm inched closer.

“You taste fucking amazing,” he growled.

“Please…I can’t…I need to come,” she pleaded, tilting her hips upward. The sweet ache drove her delirious and she squirmed, attempting to make contact.

Quintus obliged, lapping at her swollen bead and driving his fingers back inside her pussy, teasing over her sensitive strip of nerves. Gabriella writhed underneath him as he sucked her flesh, the tip of his tongue furiously flicking at her clit.

She speared her fingers into his hair, pressing her hips upward into his face. His pinky inched toward her back hole and the dark sensation twisted through her. As he inched it into her anus, a shiver ran through her.

“Ah yeah, that’s it. Don’t stop, don’t stop,” she cried.

Her orgasm slammed into her as he relentlessly licked over her clit, his fingers buried deep inside her. Rippling waves of energy flickered through every cell in her body.

“Quintus.” The faint call for her lover whispered from her lips. Gabriella shivered, a roll of ecstasy flowing through her. This vampire is my mate. The words floated through her mind as she heaved for breath.

As he rose above her, her legs fell open, welcoming him. His lips brushed her hip, a trail of kisses peppered over her abdomen. When he raised his gaze to meet hers, Gabriella’s heart caught. His intense gaze bored into her soul. She knew once the bond was complete, she’d spend eternity with this man.

“The first time you gave me your blood, you healed me,” he said, dragging his tongue over her skin, his lips grazing her ear. “And tonight I give my blood to you.”

Her beast roused, howling in pursuit of her mate. Mine. The wolf paced, itching to shift.

“Ahh…” Gabriella squirmed, her core brushing the thick crown of his cock. Her channel ached in anticipation.

“You’re mine, Gabby? Si?”

The question rocked her, but the answer lay true in her mind. She belonged to him. Accepting fate, Gabriella claimed the vampire she craved.

“Yes…yes. I want this.” She bared her throat in submission.

“You belong to me, bella. Now and forever.” Quintus’ fangs dropped.

Gabriella’s skin blossomed in gooseflesh as her vampire hovered the sharp points of his teeth over her neck. Her breath became ragged as she pleaded. “Please, Quintus. I’m yours.”

She cried out loud as his fangs sliced into her flesh, his thick cock thrusting inside her pussy. Her wolf growled, giving her power to take her mate. She dug her fingernails into his back as he rocked in and out of her tight channel. A braid of their magick twisted through the air as he made love to her, drawing her essence.

Her gums ached as she released the fangs of her beast. Wrapping her legs around his waist, she accepted every long inch of him as he slammed into her, stretching her open for his pleasure. He slowed, grinding his pelvis against hers and stroked her clit.

“My vampire,” she claimed, biting into his flesh.

Quintus grunted as her fangs broke his skin. “Ah fuck….Jesus, yes…Gabby.”

Gabriella swallowed his blood, his pure magick enveloping her as her hips bucked wildly to meet his. She shuddered as her climax rushed at her. Taking a final deep draw of his blood, she released him, surrendering as she came. Quintus funneled his fingers into her hair, capturing her mouth. She moaned, tasting the mix of their blood on her tongue and reveled in the passion of his kiss.

Tears streamed from her eyes, emotion pouring from her soul. Her life would never be the same, she knew. She willingly accepted the bonding, their hearts and minds intertwining as one. The Goddess had put forth her wishes, destiny predetermined.

As he rolled onto his back, and gently removed himself, she rested her head on his chest, clutching his arm. She’d never told another soul she loved them. To do so would’ve made her vulnerable. Yet Quintus was an unexpected rush, a game changer. She’d have to trust him, trust herself, that she’d given herself a gift. Her wolf howled in approval, her mate finally in her arms.

Gabriella floated in the comfort of his loving thoughts. As she drifted off to sleep, she smiled, bonded to her mate forever.