Dark Possession - Aja James Page 0,36

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And the moment she obeyed, he surged into her mouth with a hard pump of his hips, making her gag and choke around his steely length.

But he didn’t relent, watching with primal satisfaction as her mouth widened around him, her lips stretching taut. He was so thick that she couldn’t keep her teeth away, and he felt them abrade his sensitive skin, marking him as she tried to suck him deep.

“Watch,” he rumbled.

Though he needn’t have ordered it. For her eyes were rounded like her mouth, unblinkingly taking in everything he gave her. And he saw that the fear in them a while ago was nowhere to be found now.

There was only filthy, ravenous, undiluted lust.

Perhaps because it was a prim little librarian who craved his cock so unabashedly and desperately, Ramses was turned on like never before.

Or perhaps it was simply Eveline. His little fire sprite.

He began to move, and he watched her watch him.

He saw her eyes take in the delineated muscles of his abdomen as he undulated slowly, clenching and releasing in slow-motioned rolling waves.

He saw her pupils expand to swallow her irises whole as he leaked more pre-cum down her throat, and she swallowed him down with greedy haste.

He heard her breath catch when he arched his back and exposed his throat, losing himself in the wet, tight heat of her mouth.

He pumped his hips steadily, methodically, his hands gripping the headboard, his head thrown back.

In and out.

Deeper, faster, harder.

The only sounds in the chamber were his deep breaths and the wet noises of Eveline’s mouth eagerly sucking his cock.

Music to his ears.

So dirty. Sinful. Instinctual. Sexual.

The base of his spine tingled, and his balls drew tight.

He’d never felt such pleasure. He’d never felt so free.

When her small hands left his ass to curl around his hips, he looked back down.

Fuck, but she was a sight to behold.

Her eyes watered with the effort of taking him. Her red lips stretched around his staff almost to the point of breaking. Her cheeks were flushed with flaming hot arousal. And her pupils were completely blown.

In this act, in this moment, she was an addict and he was her drug.

He fucked her throat raw, but she couldn’t get enough.

He’d leave her mouth sore, but she kept working him harder.

He felt it too, the unquenchable hunger in his blood.

He felt her teeth abrading him with every thrust, but it hurt so good.

He felt her eyes swallow him whole, as if she were drinking in his soul along with his essence, and he didn’t care.

He wanted this too.

For the first time in…forever…he wanted it all.

One of her hands grasped the base of his cock as he pumped faster and harder, abusing her mouth the way she wanted to be abused. The savage look in her eyes told him so.

Her other hand cupped his balls, then squeezed them firmly, both hastening and stalling his impending release.

His rhythm faltered at her knowing touch, and in another first, Ramses completely lost control of his own body.

He was hers.

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Remember to breathe, Eveline, breathe.

But holy hairy Friar Tuck! It was hard to do when her heart was pounding out of her chest, her blood boiling to erupt from her veins, and her senses overloaded with explosive, sexual, primal need.

Goddess above, the sight of him!

Every muscle straining beneath his skin in sharp relief. Every line and angle delineated as he moved.

And how he moved!

Fluid, rolling, flowing, dark honeyed molasses. His abs clenching. His obliques rippling. His pecs bunching. His nipples beading.

And when he threw his head back…

The contours of his long, male throat, the tendons popping along the sides.

Fuck!

She wanted to bite him so bad. Right in his jugular vein.

So, in that moment, she scraped her teeth against the tender underside of his flanged head instead and watched him shudder, felt his buttocks clench and quiver.

Mercy! But sex was never like this before. Eveline had never, ever, craved a male like this before. Granted, she’d never been around many vampires. That was the point as a Pure One—you stayed away from the Dark side.

But clearly, she’d been missing out!

Why had no one told her? That a male could be so beautiful, so magnetic, so powerfully erotic? That watching and feeling him take his pleasure, chase the needs of his body, could be so addictive?

That upon seeing such a sight, a primal need arose within Eveline as well. To be the only female who fulfilled those needs.

Possessiveness and possession.

She’d never felt this way before. She