Trent by Kathi S. Barton Page B

curling her fingers in his hair in hopes of him
giving her something more. But the harder she tried to get him to touch her
again, the more he pulled back. Finally, she rolled him to his back and sat
over him. His cock was just between her nether lips, and she ran her finger
over the crown that was dark and full of blood.
    “I want to feel you now. I need to have you
inside of me so that I can come again.” He nodded and helped her sit up on her
knees. As he held his cock in his hand he told her to lower herself over him
slowly so as not to hurt either of them. She leaned on his chest and watched as
her pussy seemed to eat his cock. It was erotic seeing him like this, and she
felt him fill her up even as she knew it was hurting him to be so gentle with
her.
    “Slowly love. Please, go slowly.” She moved
her hips, trying her best to feel every inch of him. But when he moaned, she
stopped and looked at his face. He was in a great deal of pain, she thought. “I’m
trying not to slam you down over me. I want to take you hard and fast, but I
know that it’ll hurt.”
    Moving her hips again, she watched his face.
Yes, he was in pain, but not the kind from a wound…he was in pain from trying
to keep her safe. Moving her hips once more, she took a deep breath and moved
downward, impaling herself over him. The pain of it took her breath away and
she couldn’t hold back the scream that spilled from her throat. Stilling
herself over him, wondering why she ever thought this would be good, Joe wanted
to lift her body off his and move back to Noah.
    Joe realized that he was speaking to her. She
didn’t know what he was saying, but he was talking in low soothing tones as he
held her. His cock was still inside of her, deep and painfully so, but when she
moved, just enough to try and dislodge him, the pain was replaced by the most
incredible pleasure. His hand at her ass stopped her from moving again.
    “Don’t move just yet, baby. Please?” Nodding,
she moved again anyway. “Christ, you’re killing me. I want to fuck you but I
know that you hurt.”
    Moving her hips again, she felt his cock fill
her again. When he rolled her to her back, his body between her legs, she
lifted them up and wrapped her feet over his thighs. As he moved, slowly at
first then with more power and speed, all Joe could think about was there was
something there, just out of her reach, and he was keeping it from her.
    “I’m going to bite you.” Yes, she told him,
and tilted her head so that he could. She had no idea how, but she knew that
his bite, his teeth taking her flesh, was going to be much better than the few
times that Noah had bitten her. “Christ baby, I’m going to come if you keep
this up. I need to fill you. Mark you.”
    As soon as his teeth grazed her throat, she
came. It was as if that was all she had been waiting for. And when he bit her,
tore into her throat, Joe came again, screaming out her release as if it were
coming from the bottom of her feet. Biting him on the shoulder to try and stem
the feelings that were washing over her, she tasted his blood as it bubbled up
on his skin.
    Nothing could have prepared her for the
immediate and profound connection. His thoughts were hers, his need filled her.
Even his need to keep her from hurting too much touched her mind. And when he
bowed up from her, his mouth still stained red from her own blood, she watched
as he threw back his head and howled, his wolf racing along his skin, which
touched off another powerful climax in her.
    Joe felt the tug of darkness as he filled her
again, his body pounding hard against hers, his cock filling her in a way that
she knew no one ever would again. And when he held her to his throat, she did
what seemed as natural to her as breathing and bit down on his pulse, tasting his
blood as it not only filled her mouth, but her every fiber as well. It was all
it took to take her over the edge again and into the abyss of darkness.
    When she woke she was alone in