over her head. Her nimble fingers traced every muscle on his chest until she reached his waist and unbuttoned his trousers. Unfastening her bra, he slid the satin down her arms, letting it fall to the floor. He cupped her breast, kissing his way down her neck as his other hand possessively roamed over the curve of her behind.
For the first time since the Night Demon had devoured his limb, he felt whole. He silenced the voice inside that warned him about the future, about caring for a mortal. This was about surrender. He’d walked through her door as damaged goods, and somehow she made him believe he could be more.
His tongue licked slowly over her pulse, and it raced in answer until his fangs lengthened inside his mouth, aching to deepen their connection. He wasn’t sure how long his self-control would last. Already he ached to taste her.
Forcing himself back from her throat, he kissed her lips and quickly unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. He slid his hand down her flat abdomen, under the lace of her panties. She gasped into the kiss the moment his fingers slipped lower.
Do you want me to stop? he whispered into her mind.
Her teeth caught his bottom lip, her heavy lashes lifting to meet his eyes. Don’t you dare.
He groaned, kissing her hard as he shoved her jeans down her hips. She carefully unzipped his trousers, freeing his erection. Passion mingled with a surge of bloodlust as she ran her fingers along his length until his tenuous grasp on his control threatened to give way.
Laying her down on the sofa, he trailed kisses from her lips, to her chin, to her chest while he cupped her breast. Watching her face, he licked her nipple. Her entire body shuddered, her back arching toward him. He accepted her offering, greedily taking her breast into his mouth, teasing the tip with his tongue, while his other hand rubbed her, his finger sliding inside her.
Seeing the desire on her face, feeling her respond, he needed to be closer. He moved over her and stared down into her eyes as he pressed his hips forward. Her body fit his perfectly, tempting him to move too fast, to give in to the passion, but he wanted this moment to last. Forever.
Her nails scratched down his back as a soft moan escaped her lips. Yes… Colin… Yes.
He propped himself over her, watching the way their hips came together. Seeing his body slide into hers made his pulse race even faster. Her hands moved up his back and down his shoulders. The second her warm fingers touched the scars on his left arm, he froze. She opened her eyes, looking directly into his soul.
Your scars don’t scare me. Don’t let them scare you.
Emotions he couldn’t name swelled in his chest. Strange feelings he didn’t recognize. He kissed her, holding her close, her breasts pressed against him, heart to heart, as his lips shared words he couldn’t speak.
He thrust into her faster, his kisses trailing to her earlobe. Say my name.
Colin…
With your voice.
She tensed in his arms. He’d bared himself to her, sharing scars that went far deeper than his skin. But she barely knew him. Since the bombing, her voice had become a dormant part of her. Shortly after the accident, she’d tried to speak, unable to hear the volume or the tones, but the expressions on the faces of her mother, other teens she’d thought were her friends, and teachers, made it clear her voice was shocking and unintelligible.
She didn’t even speak to her cat. There was no way she could say something aloud to this man while she was naked in his arms. Not a chance.
Colin held her tight, rolling over so she rested on top. Juliana sat above him, grinding her hips into his. Colin’s strong hands gripped her thighs. Staring down at him, she drank in the pleasure on his face.
His voice filled her mind, deep and throaty. You are so beautiful.
My voice is not.
His gaze held hers as he thrust up into her, reaching even deeper. He slid his hand between them, teasing her until she couldn’t
For the first time since the Night Demon had devoured his limb, he felt whole. He silenced the voice inside that warned him about the future, about caring for a mortal. This was about surrender. He’d walked through her door as damaged goods, and somehow she made him believe he could be more.
His tongue licked slowly over her pulse, and it raced in answer until his fangs lengthened inside his mouth, aching to deepen their connection. He wasn’t sure how long his self-control would last. Already he ached to taste her.
Forcing himself back from her throat, he kissed her lips and quickly unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. He slid his hand down her flat abdomen, under the lace of her panties. She gasped into the kiss the moment his fingers slipped lower.
Do you want me to stop? he whispered into her mind.
Her teeth caught his bottom lip, her heavy lashes lifting to meet his eyes. Don’t you dare.
He groaned, kissing her hard as he shoved her jeans down her hips. She carefully unzipped his trousers, freeing his erection. Passion mingled with a surge of bloodlust as she ran her fingers along his length until his tenuous grasp on his control threatened to give way.
Laying her down on the sofa, he trailed kisses from her lips, to her chin, to her chest while he cupped her breast. Watching her face, he licked her nipple. Her entire body shuddered, her back arching toward him. He accepted her offering, greedily taking her breast into his mouth, teasing the tip with his tongue, while his other hand rubbed her, his finger sliding inside her.
Seeing the desire on her face, feeling her respond, he needed to be closer. He moved over her and stared down into her eyes as he pressed his hips forward. Her body fit his perfectly, tempting him to move too fast, to give in to the passion, but he wanted this moment to last. Forever.
Her nails scratched down his back as a soft moan escaped her lips. Yes… Colin… Yes.
He propped himself over her, watching the way their hips came together. Seeing his body slide into hers made his pulse race even faster. Her hands moved up his back and down his shoulders. The second her warm fingers touched the scars on his left arm, he froze. She opened her eyes, looking directly into his soul.
Your scars don’t scare me. Don’t let them scare you.
Emotions he couldn’t name swelled in his chest. Strange feelings he didn’t recognize. He kissed her, holding her close, her breasts pressed against him, heart to heart, as his lips shared words he couldn’t speak.
He thrust into her faster, his kisses trailing to her earlobe. Say my name.
Colin…
With your voice.
She tensed in his arms. He’d bared himself to her, sharing scars that went far deeper than his skin. But she barely knew him. Since the bombing, her voice had become a dormant part of her. Shortly after the accident, she’d tried to speak, unable to hear the volume or the tones, but the expressions on the faces of her mother, other teens she’d thought were her friends, and teachers, made it clear her voice was shocking and unintelligible.
She didn’t even speak to her cat. There was no way she could say something aloud to this man while she was naked in his arms. Not a chance.
Colin held her tight, rolling over so she rested on top. Juliana sat above him, grinding her hips into his. Colin’s strong hands gripped her thighs. Staring down at him, she drank in the pleasure on his face.
His voice filled her mind, deep and throaty. You are so beautiful.
My voice is not.
His gaze held hers as he thrust up into her, reaching even deeper. He slid his hand between them, teasing her until she couldn’t
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