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Authors: Marilyn Lee

Tags: #Erotica

In Blood and Worth Loving (8 page)

 

Frowning at the number of stains, she fingered herself. Although her pussy was sore, she didn’t feel any tears or rips that would account for the blood.

 

She shrugged off the impulse to attempt to remove the stains. Let him worry about their removal. She changed the sheets, got into the big bed, turned off the bedside lamps, only to lay awake wondering what she could have said differently to keep
Adrian
with her. Finally, she drifted into a sweet dream of
Adrian
making love to her.

 

 

Adrian
arrived back at the cabin a little after one in the morning. He stalked silently through the six-room building to the master bedroom. Deep, even breathing reached his ears. He crossed the carpet to lift the sheet covering Brandi’s body. She slept on her side with the tip of her tongue peeking out from between her soft full lips.

 

He placed the vase he’d brought with him on the nightstand by the bed. He then eased her onto her back.

 

She murmured what sounded like his name in her sleep.

 

He liked the idea that she might be dreaming of him. But why dream when he was there in person? He gently parted her long, lovely legs.
 
Damn, what a beautiful sight. He stroked his palm down her inner thighs close to her pussy.

 

She whispered his name again.

 

He shifted his gaze upward. Thinking of her upcoming birthday, he imagined how perfectly a two-carat diamond solitaire suspended on a thin eighteen-carat yellow gold chain would look circling her throat or nestled between the generous cleavage of her warm, chocolate breasts.

 

He took a mental picture of her while he stood admiring the beauty of her dark, naked flesh with the round ass made for spanking and the large, succulent breasts perfect for sucking, and the aromatic pussy perfectly molded to deliver incredible ecstasy. His cock hardened and his balls tightened.

 

She was an incredibly sensual woman capable of inciting his passions like no other human female, and then fully satisfying them. What had possessed him to stalk off and leave her alone when she’d so clearly wanted him to stay and ravish her again? Only a fool would deprive himself of the pleasure of lying in her arms, feeling her soft palms on his ass, and having her cries of delight filling his ears. What male worth the name could resist her sweet allure? What male would want to?

 

The trip back to Philly and everything else could wait. His need to push between her thighs and get lost in the rapture of her again couldn’t. He tossed the sheet aside. He kept his gaze on her sleeping body while he kicked off his shoes. By the time he finished undressing he knew without looking that the pre-cum seeping from his cock carried a generous amount of blood.

 

He thought of the condoms he’d purchased on the return drive. His gaze was drawn to her pussy again. There was no way in hell he was going to put on a condom. Feeling feral and hungry for her pussy and blood, he joined her on the bed. As he lifted her right leg and brushed his fingers along her slit, he acknowledged Conner had been right. Her pussy was too good to share…too exquisite to allow another male’s cock anywhere near it. He brushed his lips against her toes before sucking them into his mouth. For the rest of the weekend, this warm, voluptuous woman was his exclusive property.

 

 

Brandi woke to find herself sprawled on her back. Firm, cool lips sucked insistently on her right toes, sending a jolt of desire through her. A hard shaft rested against her wet slit, ready to slide in deep and hard. Dark blue eyes glowed down at her.

 

A chill of desire and need tingled through her. Then she smiled. “
Adrian
! I was just dreaming that you’d come back and now you have.”

 

He lifted his lips from her toes. “Yes. I came back for this!” He thrust his hips forward.
 

 

“Oh…” She licked her lips and pinched her nipples as she savored the slow slide of his huge cock deep into her body. “Oh…yes…oh, yes. I love the feel of your huge cock stretching and filling my pussy.”

 

“My pussy,” he corrected in a rough, lust-filled voice.

 

“Your pussy,” she agreed.
 
“Take it…fuck it…fill it with your cum.”

 

“Mine.”

 

She rocked her hips. “All yours, Adrian.”

 

“All mine.”

 

She smiled. He sounded as if he liked the idea of her being his.

 

“I do.”

 

She blinked. He’d read her mind.

 

“Yes. I did.”

 

Seated nuts deep inside her very stuffed pussy, he bent to take her toes back in his mouth while thrusting roughly in and out of her.

 

Ignoring the initial discomfort of having such a huge cock pushing and pulling in and out of her with unrestrained lust, Brandi pushed her hips off the bed and fucked him back.

 

He rewarded her by sucking her toes harder. That kept her hot and wet.

 

He caressed her inner thighs as he took her. Every few seconds he’d rub his thumb against her clit.

 

Under the slight discomfort was an underlying tenderness that touched and thrilled her. She lay moaning in an almost constant state of near ecstasy. “Make me come,” she whispered.

 

He licked her toes and pushed his cock deep inside her.

 

She moaned, lifting her ass to meet him thrust for thrust.

 

Their second fuck of the night was wild, rough, quick, and even more satisfying than their first. Within minutes of his entrance, she lost herself and her emotions in the absolute delight of being fucked by him, cried out his name, and came.

 

He released her leg, pinned her to the bed with his full weight, cupped his big hands under her ass, and burying his incisors in her neck, he fed on her blood.

 

She shuddered, clutching him close. Sharing her blood with him created an intimacy between them so delicious she could almost taste it. She experienced a sense of euphoria and belonging she hadn’t felt with any other man. There was something primal yet special about sex with him.

 

“Love me,” she whispered. “Love me and come in me and make me yours, Adrian. I want to be yours alone.”

 

He fucked her for several minutes until he shuddered and exploded inside her.

 

Brandi could actually feel him jetting deep inside her body. Everything about him turned her on. She linked her legs over his thighs and held him close. She tightened her vaginal muscles around him, eager to make it as easy as possible for him to shoot every drop of his seed inside her. “Fill me up with your cum. Brand me as yours.”

 

He seemed to come and gorge himself on her for a long time before he finally kissed her neck and lay trembling in her arms.

 

Even though he was heavy, she enjoyed having him lie on her and linger in her after they’d both come. It enhanced the feeling of intimacy she felt. “I’m so glad you came back,” she whispered, tightening her fingers in his ass.

 

He lifted his head to look down at her. “I came back for sex. Not conversation.”

 

She felt as if he’d slapped her. She’d been a fool to think explosive sex could change Rayna’s warning to expect nothing but sex from him. Even without that warning, there was no excuse for a woman staring thirty in the face being so naïve. Nevertheless, his words stung. “Fine. You’ve had sex.” She pushed against his shoulders. “Let me up, please.”

 

After a moment of resistance, he licked her neck, thrust in and out of her quickly several times, making her pussy wet, before he finally withdrew his cock and rolled off her and onto his side.

 

 

Brandi scrambled off the bed. Spotting the vase of red roses, she glanced at him.

 

He gave her a cool look.

 

“They’re beautiful. Is there a card?” She asked.

 

He shook his head.

 

“No card? Why not? Who sends red roses without a card?”

 

“Apparently I had a weak moment when I bought the roses but not weak enough to write a sappy message.”

 

Clearly she’d be a fool to read anything into the roses. “The only sappy thing around here is you,
Adrian
.”

 

He arched a brow. “Feeling brave?”

 

Given her certainty that he could have his choice of sex partners, the fact that he’d chosen to return to her for sex spoke volumes. “Why not? You did come back—even if only for sex.”

 

“It is only for sex so if I were you, I wouldn’t read too much into that.”

 

“You’re not me.” She turned and hurried from the room with a hand cupped between her legs. Inside the bathroom, she walked into the shower and removed her hand.

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