she nearly cried out. The more he ate
at her the more she needed from him. And when he bit her clit again, she came
hard and cried out his name.
“Again. Come again for me. I love the
taste of you.” She didn’t think she could have stopped from coming if someone
had a gun to her head. Over and over he brought her to release until she wasn’t
sure she could stand. But when he lifted his head from her, his mouth wet from
her, she felt her body react with need, wondering how that was even possible.
Samuel stood up and kissed her. He ate
at her mouth as vigorously as he had her body. And for some reason that made
her needy all the more. When he pulled back from her, she whimpered and reached
for him, but stopped when he started to unsnap his pants.
“You’re a virgin, and as much as I hate
the thought of hurting you, I’m afraid it will the first time.” She glanced at
the bed then at him as he leaned over to pull his jeans off. When he stood up,
she took a step back. He was so large. “You’ll have to trust me, I will fit.”
“No, I don’t think you will.” Kennedy
wanted to touch him to see if he felt like he looked. When he took her hand and
wrapped it around him, she moaned. Rocking into her hand, she felt the skin
heat beneath her touch and the soft flesh was wonderfully different than the
hard steel of him.
“I want to be inside of you when I come.”
Nodding, she realized that she didn’t care right now. The ache of wanting him
made her weak in the knees. “Christ, you’re beautiful.”
“Nay, I’m not. But you’re kind to say
so.” She watched as a pearly white drop appeared on the tip of his cock. She
wanted to lean down and taste it and nearly did so when he jerked her head up
and pulled her to him.
“I’m sorry, love, but I can’t wait any
longer.” He lifted her up, and her feet went around him and locked at her ankles.
As he took them to the bed, he lifted her high enough that her breast was at
his mouth, and he bit her. Kennedy cried out and wrapped her hands into his
hair, thinking to pull him away when he sucked hard on her, and she came apart
again. When her back touched the bed, he wasted no time in moving her to the
center still surrounding him. His cock at her entrance made her still.
“If you tense up, it’s going to hurt
more.” Kennedy looked him in the eyes as he held her. “I need for you to bite
me when we come. We’ll be mated when you do. I’ll bite you as well.”
He slammed forward, the pain taking her
breath away. Samuel didn’t move for several seconds, and she felt the tears
roll down her face. He told her over and over he was sorry, but she knew that
this was a necessity, like all things that were going to happen from now on.
When he began to move, slowly at first, she moaned. Her body was moving up to
another climax, and when he licked her throat, she felt it crash over her.
She didn’t bite him. Kennedy had started
to twice but couldn’t do it. Mates were for lovers and people who loved each
other. She was a way to a means for him, and becoming his mate or not was going
to be her decision. Even if it killed her.
Samuel roared against her shoulder. His
teeth torn into her flesh deeply, but it didn’t hurt like she’d thought it
would. Something moved over her when he came inside her, triggering her own
release again. She might be his wife now, but she wasn’t going to be his mate. When
he dropped over her, his weight felt good, but he rolled over and took her with
him.
“Next time,” he said to her softly. “Next
time you’ll bite me, and we’ll be truly one.”
Kennedy didn’t want to be one with him. She
wanted to be herself. When she felt his even breathing beneath her cheek, and
his heart returned to a normal beat, she pulled away from him to find another
bed. But she got no farther than an inch away when he pulled her back. He held
her to him all night, and finally, exhaustion took her under.
Chapter 8
Samuel woke and
at her the more she needed from him. And when he bit her clit again, she came
hard and cried out his name.
“Again. Come again for me. I love the
taste of you.” She didn’t think she could have stopped from coming if someone
had a gun to her head. Over and over he brought her to release until she wasn’t
sure she could stand. But when he lifted his head from her, his mouth wet from
her, she felt her body react with need, wondering how that was even possible.
Samuel stood up and kissed her. He ate
at her mouth as vigorously as he had her body. And for some reason that made
her needy all the more. When he pulled back from her, she whimpered and reached
for him, but stopped when he started to unsnap his pants.
“You’re a virgin, and as much as I hate
the thought of hurting you, I’m afraid it will the first time.” She glanced at
the bed then at him as he leaned over to pull his jeans off. When he stood up,
she took a step back. He was so large. “You’ll have to trust me, I will fit.”
“No, I don’t think you will.” Kennedy
wanted to touch him to see if he felt like he looked. When he took her hand and
wrapped it around him, she moaned. Rocking into her hand, she felt the skin
heat beneath her touch and the soft flesh was wonderfully different than the
hard steel of him.
“I want to be inside of you when I come.”
Nodding, she realized that she didn’t care right now. The ache of wanting him
made her weak in the knees. “Christ, you’re beautiful.”
“Nay, I’m not. But you’re kind to say
so.” She watched as a pearly white drop appeared on the tip of his cock. She
wanted to lean down and taste it and nearly did so when he jerked her head up
and pulled her to him.
“I’m sorry, love, but I can’t wait any
longer.” He lifted her up, and her feet went around him and locked at her ankles.
As he took them to the bed, he lifted her high enough that her breast was at
his mouth, and he bit her. Kennedy cried out and wrapped her hands into his
hair, thinking to pull him away when he sucked hard on her, and she came apart
again. When her back touched the bed, he wasted no time in moving her to the
center still surrounding him. His cock at her entrance made her still.
“If you tense up, it’s going to hurt
more.” Kennedy looked him in the eyes as he held her. “I need for you to bite
me when we come. We’ll be mated when you do. I’ll bite you as well.”
He slammed forward, the pain taking her
breath away. Samuel didn’t move for several seconds, and she felt the tears
roll down her face. He told her over and over he was sorry, but she knew that
this was a necessity, like all things that were going to happen from now on.
When he began to move, slowly at first, she moaned. Her body was moving up to
another climax, and when he licked her throat, she felt it crash over her.
She didn’t bite him. Kennedy had started
to twice but couldn’t do it. Mates were for lovers and people who loved each
other. She was a way to a means for him, and becoming his mate or not was going
to be her decision. Even if it killed her.
Samuel roared against her shoulder. His
teeth torn into her flesh deeply, but it didn’t hurt like she’d thought it
would. Something moved over her when he came inside her, triggering her own
release again. She might be his wife now, but she wasn’t going to be his mate. When
he dropped over her, his weight felt good, but he rolled over and took her with
him.
“Next time,” he said to her softly. “Next
time you’ll bite me, and we’ll be truly one.”
Kennedy didn’t want to be one with him. She
wanted to be herself. When she felt his even breathing beneath her cheek, and
his heart returned to a normal beat, she pulled away from him to find another
bed. But she got no farther than an inch away when he pulled her back. He held
her to him all night, and finally, exhaustion took her under.
Chapter 8
Samuel woke and
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