Who the hell has she been fucking?
He leaned forward, rubbing the head of his dick against her slit until he was right where he wanted to be. He gently pushed. Her slick flesh parted for him but it was a tight fit. Her pussy squeezed the head of his dick. He let go of his shaft and gripped her calf, lifting her leg to spread her open more. One glance at her face told him she was still recovering from her climax. Her eyes were closed and her mouth parted as she tried to catch her breath.
He leaned over her, letting gravity help him enter her body. He clenched his teeth, caught between heaven and hell. She felt amazing but he didn’t want to risk hurting either of them by making her take his wide girth too fast. She moaned and he looked at her face. Her eyes opened, gaze locking with his.
“Relax.”
She nodded and reached out to him. Her fingers curled around his arm, braced on the bed next to her waist. He pushed in more when her muscles relaxed just a tiny bit, the firm grip her pussy had on him easing. She was hot, wet, and tight. Perfect.
He withdrew a little, then pushed in again. She took more of him. He worked back and forth in a torturously slow rhythm that seemed to affect them both as she dug her nails into his skin and moaned his name.
He was going to come before he ever got fully seated inside her. He’d wanted her too much and for too long. His balls drew up tight and he felt the muscles in his lower stomach tensing. Jadee arched her hips when he moved forward and he was all inside her on that last thrust. He had to close his eyes to break their connection. His fangs shot out and he opened his mouth to prevent them from piercing his lower lip. He held still, fighting for control.
Jadee bucked her hips, moving him. That slight friction was too much and he snarled, knowing he was lost.
He came down over her, pinning her to the bed. He wanted to bite her shoulder but twisted his head, keeping his fangs away. He couldn’t hold back, fucking her without restraint as ecstasy ripped through him. He came deep inside her, not caring if she was ovulating or not, though he hadn’t tasted it on her.
Lavos rolled so he didn’t crush her, keeping her locked to him so his dick remained buried inside her pussy. She clawed at his shoulder, her nails scratching against skin through his shirt. Her ragged cry hopefully wasn’t one from pain. He felt her muscles squeezing around his dick and it set him off more, another jet of his sperm shooting inside her.
He groaned, turning his head and burying his nose against her throat. His fangs touched her skin but he didn’t bite.
Chapter Thirteen
Jadee knew she’d have bruises but she didn’t care. She was on her side pressed tight against Lavos. One of her legs was hooked over his hip, the other one tangled under one of his against the bed and off the side of it. The sexy guy had a good firm hold on her ass cheek. He had big hands, big feet, and the saying was true in his case. Lavos was hung.
Who’s the big dog? Lavos.
She almost laughed at that thought. It was one she wouldn’t share in case it insulted him. She caught her breath and tried to make her mind work. It was tough to do after he’d just made her come twice in a row.
She became aware of more things. He had fangs and they were touching her throat. She didn’t feel any pain but it was impossible to miss the feel of them with his open mouth on the area just under her ear. He could bite her. She didn’t jerk away, not willing to move yet. His heavy breathing tickled a little.
She eased her death grip on his shoulder. She must have done that in the heat of the moment. She let her hand trail down his biceps, liking the feeling of them. It was a pity he wore a shirt. She wanted to touch him all over.
The man had a wicked mouth and no one had ever blown her mind better than he had. He’d growled and vibrated as he’d gone down on her. That was an amazing sensation while being licked. It also made her feel a tiny bit embarrassed. She hadn’t lasted more than a minute. He’d be disappointed if he wanted to play with her for a while.
Lavos made a low rumbling sound and his chest vibrated against hers. She liked that. He licked her throat. It was a little odd but nice. His fangs scraped against her and then he closed his mouth, pressing a tiny kiss on that same spot.
“Next time we’ll do this a bit slower.” He lifted his head and she opened her eyes, loving the sight of his. They were that beautiful, vividly bright blue she found fascinating. They glowed a little but not too much. He studied her, his expression serious. “Did I hurt you at all?”
“Nope.” She wasn’t going to complain about a few bruises from his hands digging into her various body parts or the tenderness she felt because he was a bit of a stallion.
“I wasn’t too rough?”
She knew what it meant to be fucked like an animal in those last few minutes. He’d gone at her with wild abandon. “I liked that part.”
His smile erased the tension from his features. “Was there anything you didn’t like?”
She glanced at his shirt. “You’re overdressed.”
“I can fix that.”
“I want to touch you.” She hoped he wouldn’t back off, hearing those words. Some men liked to detach themselves from a woman after sex.
“I’m all yours.” He pulled away a little. “Hold that thought and don’t go anywhere.”
Jadee hated the feeling of him pulling his cock out of her. He still felt hard though, a surprise since she knew he’d come. He was vocal about his pleasure and she liked that. It was sexy hearing him groan her name, and all that snarling. Most women probably would have been unnerved by those almost vicious sounds, but not her.
He rolled onto his back and sat up. Jadee scooted on her side to the center of his bed. It was kind of awkward as he stood, undressing.
This is why I don’t do one-night stands, she reminded herself. They were highly attracted to each other but they weren’t yet at a stage where she felt totally comfortable with him. But as Lavos stripped off his clothes, she still admired his beefy ass. He had no tan lines.
He turned, presenting her with his front.
She could stare at him all day. He had broad shoulders, muscular arms, and his stomach was lined with killer abs. Her attention lowered, taking in what she’d felt firsthand. His cock was big and thick. She was grateful they’d already had sex or she might have been intimidated enough to feel a little leery of that bad boy. He kept the hair around his groin neatly trimmed.
He leaned forward, rubbing the head of his dick against her slit until he was right where he wanted to be. He gently pushed. Her slick flesh parted for him but it was a tight fit. Her pussy squeezed the head of his dick. He let go of his shaft and gripped her calf, lifting her leg to spread her open more. One glance at her face told him she was still recovering from her climax. Her eyes were closed and her mouth parted as she tried to catch her breath.
He leaned over her, letting gravity help him enter her body. He clenched his teeth, caught between heaven and hell. She felt amazing but he didn’t want to risk hurting either of them by making her take his wide girth too fast. She moaned and he looked at her face. Her eyes opened, gaze locking with his.
“Relax.”
She nodded and reached out to him. Her fingers curled around his arm, braced on the bed next to her waist. He pushed in more when her muscles relaxed just a tiny bit, the firm grip her pussy had on him easing. She was hot, wet, and tight. Perfect.
He withdrew a little, then pushed in again. She took more of him. He worked back and forth in a torturously slow rhythm that seemed to affect them both as she dug her nails into his skin and moaned his name.
He was going to come before he ever got fully seated inside her. He’d wanted her too much and for too long. His balls drew up tight and he felt the muscles in his lower stomach tensing. Jadee arched her hips when he moved forward and he was all inside her on that last thrust. He had to close his eyes to break their connection. His fangs shot out and he opened his mouth to prevent them from piercing his lower lip. He held still, fighting for control.
Jadee bucked her hips, moving him. That slight friction was too much and he snarled, knowing he was lost.
He came down over her, pinning her to the bed. He wanted to bite her shoulder but twisted his head, keeping his fangs away. He couldn’t hold back, fucking her without restraint as ecstasy ripped through him. He came deep inside her, not caring if she was ovulating or not, though he hadn’t tasted it on her.
Lavos rolled so he didn’t crush her, keeping her locked to him so his dick remained buried inside her pussy. She clawed at his shoulder, her nails scratching against skin through his shirt. Her ragged cry hopefully wasn’t one from pain. He felt her muscles squeezing around his dick and it set him off more, another jet of his sperm shooting inside her.
He groaned, turning his head and burying his nose against her throat. His fangs touched her skin but he didn’t bite.
Chapter Thirteen
Jadee knew she’d have bruises but she didn’t care. She was on her side pressed tight against Lavos. One of her legs was hooked over his hip, the other one tangled under one of his against the bed and off the side of it. The sexy guy had a good firm hold on her ass cheek. He had big hands, big feet, and the saying was true in his case. Lavos was hung.
Who’s the big dog? Lavos.
She almost laughed at that thought. It was one she wouldn’t share in case it insulted him. She caught her breath and tried to make her mind work. It was tough to do after he’d just made her come twice in a row.
She became aware of more things. He had fangs and they were touching her throat. She didn’t feel any pain but it was impossible to miss the feel of them with his open mouth on the area just under her ear. He could bite her. She didn’t jerk away, not willing to move yet. His heavy breathing tickled a little.
She eased her death grip on his shoulder. She must have done that in the heat of the moment. She let her hand trail down his biceps, liking the feeling of them. It was a pity he wore a shirt. She wanted to touch him all over.
The man had a wicked mouth and no one had ever blown her mind better than he had. He’d growled and vibrated as he’d gone down on her. That was an amazing sensation while being licked. It also made her feel a tiny bit embarrassed. She hadn’t lasted more than a minute. He’d be disappointed if he wanted to play with her for a while.
Lavos made a low rumbling sound and his chest vibrated against hers. She liked that. He licked her throat. It was a little odd but nice. His fangs scraped against her and then he closed his mouth, pressing a tiny kiss on that same spot.
“Next time we’ll do this a bit slower.” He lifted his head and she opened her eyes, loving the sight of his. They were that beautiful, vividly bright blue she found fascinating. They glowed a little but not too much. He studied her, his expression serious. “Did I hurt you at all?”
“Nope.” She wasn’t going to complain about a few bruises from his hands digging into her various body parts or the tenderness she felt because he was a bit of a stallion.
“I wasn’t too rough?”
She knew what it meant to be fucked like an animal in those last few minutes. He’d gone at her with wild abandon. “I liked that part.”
His smile erased the tension from his features. “Was there anything you didn’t like?”
She glanced at his shirt. “You’re overdressed.”
“I can fix that.”
“I want to touch you.” She hoped he wouldn’t back off, hearing those words. Some men liked to detach themselves from a woman after sex.
“I’m all yours.” He pulled away a little. “Hold that thought and don’t go anywhere.”
Jadee hated the feeling of him pulling his cock out of her. He still felt hard though, a surprise since she knew he’d come. He was vocal about his pleasure and she liked that. It was sexy hearing him groan her name, and all that snarling. Most women probably would have been unnerved by those almost vicious sounds, but not her.
He rolled onto his back and sat up. Jadee scooted on her side to the center of his bed. It was kind of awkward as he stood, undressing.
This is why I don’t do one-night stands, she reminded herself. They were highly attracted to each other but they weren’t yet at a stage where she felt totally comfortable with him. But as Lavos stripped off his clothes, she still admired his beefy ass. He had no tan lines.
He turned, presenting her with his front.
She could stare at him all day. He had broad shoulders, muscular arms, and his stomach was lined with killer abs. Her attention lowered, taking in what she’d felt firsthand. His cock was big and thick. She was grateful they’d already had sex or she might have been intimidated enough to feel a little leery of that bad boy. He kept the hair around his groin neatly trimmed.
