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Blood Pain Release Flesh and pleasure Woainst her against the wall, beating a teht and perfect, all the way to her womb She didn’t tell him to stop, didn’t make him back off, as he would if he’d had a mind to be the considerate lover he knew he could be But at the moment he had no control

It didn’t seeainst his as she undulated with lithe grace, keeping right up with hiency Her hair caressed his face, the curve of his shoulder as she nourished herself at his throat He felt her strength again in the unshakable grip of her arainst the shabby wall She didn’t seem to notice or care

He ers in the slick fluids dripping around her opening, stretched iasp, he ht arse before she could deny hiht, but by the Devil, she was going to remember him for days afterward

She bucked up against him While she didn’t loose her clamp on his throat, he heard her whimper, felt her pussy o He loved a sheila who liked having her arse played with, als He wanted to fuck her, lick her clean, get her creaain and start all over, until she was hoarse fro and unable to walk

Until he was hoarse and unable to walk

She was having a hard ti down his chest and she was flexing her body into a crescent, lapping up the strea over his shoulders, drawing blood there as well Bending his head, he put his lips over the red ht breast, as he’d first desired, and that stilled him for a moment, so he could alency of their bodies Their teht look like two strained curves of a heart, quivering with near explosion

“Cohly “Let me hear you”

She stiffened, resisting, but he withdrew and then slaainst the outer lips, finding the dense spot within her and rubbing against it on the way back to her woan the length of a horse’s cock He couldtiain Moved hison her relentlessly

“Give over,” he snarled against her flesh

His wrists were burning where she’d bound hiht the restraints Her skin was abraded by his whip Sht up in this, on sacred ground indeed He’d never look at the dingy second level of this boardinghouse the saain

Swinging her abruptly from the wall, he crossed the short distance from the parlor to the small bedroom He wanted to take her on her back He needed to feel her legs high on his spine, her body open to his, pressed beneath hiainst her clit she couldn’t resist any longer, though he sensed her scrabbling attempt, just as he sensed her aversion to the position he chose, as if she was used to or preferred to be on top But when their eyes locked once more, it didn’t matter Two puzzle pieces were two puzzle pieces, no matter ay you turned thee the fact they were still a puzzle

He was a lost soul She was a va was bloody perfect

Her screaan to co their temporary release He from the wasteland of his memories SheWell, Dev didn’t claim to know any woman’s mind, let alone that of a supernatural one, but froernails, the beautiful artwork of her pleasure-suffused face, he thought he’d served her well despite it all

As his blood and seed were drained froh hi question reible dent in his already battered shields as he drifted into a hazy aftermath

What happened to a man after he handed a vampire his soul?

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FROM the start, he’d warned her He ht use her too hard, take her too rough A halfhearted attempt to protect her from him

What a fucking joke

Howhours, she whispered so about how he’d persuaded her to take an extra day here I’ ll punish you for that, bushman

That threat, delivered in a soft breath of air against his ear, had left hiain She had the sta season, and she didn’t take no for an answer She didn’t even ask the question He found hiain, however she deed, her mouth, hands and body would drive his cock to obey her once more