erection into her pussy, groaning as her hot, tight cavern enveloped him, welcoming him. She let out a gasp and quickly recovered, sucking harder from his wrist.
The sweet eroticism of pain swept through him like a jolt of electricity.
He shook at the luscious impact.
He could feel her trembling too, arousal flaring through her like a tornado. As she continued to feed, he withdrew and using his cockhead, teased her clit, feeling it engorge with blood. He kept teasing until she whimpered and begged for penetration. Then he plunged back into her slick heat.
She cried out against his wrist. Writhed against him. His senses spiraled as he stretched into her. Parted her. Invaded her. Loved her.
He gritted his teeth, withdrew and thrust harder into her. She bucked against him, swiped her tongue against the puncture wounds, sealing them before letting go of his wrist. He jolted with arousal at seeing his blood lacing her lips, the crimson spilling down her chin and onto her breasts.
But she didn’t give him much time to enjoy the erotic sight as she moved her head closer, kissing him, their fangs clashing in a fight for dominance. He kept thrusting into her, and she exploded on a cry. He moaned as wicked spasms racing along her vagina wrapped tightly around his cock. The erotic scent of her heated arousal slammed into his nostrils, claimed his senses and rocketed him toward the release he’d been craving.
Pushing her against the shower stall wall, he moved against her. Dominated her. Fucked her.
Lust flared, screaming through his body as she bucked and twisted, her cream-soaked pussy massaging him, sucking him, loving him.
He came hard. Spurting into her, over and over again, relishing her soft feminine mews as she glowed in the after spasms rippling through her.
And then to his surprise, she vanished. Just like that.
Her mind link snapped shut, leaving Zander breathing heavily, his arms bracing around nothing but air.
Shit!
She must have woken. And he had thought they were just getting started.
Next time, he vowed silently. Next time he wouldn’t allow her to get away so easily.
Chapter Four
Julie opened her eyes on a moan and twilight greeted her. For a split second she thought she was at home, in bed, but then she recognized the green illumination of her office clock on her desk just inches from her face.
Seven p.m.
Oh wow! Somehow she’d fallen asleep in her office. Vaguely she remembered Selena peeking in and saying good night while Julie was going over a couple of last-minute bids on the new erotic chocolate line. That had been shortly after five.
Lifting her head from the desk, she stretched and yawned, then stopped at the sharp tips of her fangs pressing against her lower lip. She tasted the blood in her mouth.
Sweet. Erotic. Forbidden blood.
A wave of anxiety gripped her as images lashed her. Visions of stepping into a shower. Of Zander waiting there for her. His dark blue eyes blazing with desire as he parted the lab coat she wore, his hand smoothing over her bare hip…
Sweet Vampire Gods! It had been dream, hadn’t it? How could she taste his blood in her mouth? And if she’d been drinking his blood, wouldn’t she feel the power of feeding from him sifting through her as she did in the dream? Yet weariness still tugged at her and fever heat pulsed through her, making her pussy cream. She whimpered as she remembered curling her hands over his hard, muscular shoulders. His long, swollen cock pushing inside her. Filling her. The incredible climax.
Even now her vagina spasmed softly, the same way it did in the afterglow of climax.
Julie swallowed, blew out a tense breath and tried hard to ignore the pulsing arousal between her thighs.
She should masturbate. Right here. Right now. Recapture the arousal she’d just experienced in the dream. But she couldn’t. Not in the office. That would be going too far. Wouldn’t it?
If things had been different she would only have to go to the lab and
The sweet eroticism of pain swept through him like a jolt of electricity.
He shook at the luscious impact.
He could feel her trembling too, arousal flaring through her like a tornado. As she continued to feed, he withdrew and using his cockhead, teased her clit, feeling it engorge with blood. He kept teasing until she whimpered and begged for penetration. Then he plunged back into her slick heat.
She cried out against his wrist. Writhed against him. His senses spiraled as he stretched into her. Parted her. Invaded her. Loved her.
He gritted his teeth, withdrew and thrust harder into her. She bucked against him, swiped her tongue against the puncture wounds, sealing them before letting go of his wrist. He jolted with arousal at seeing his blood lacing her lips, the crimson spilling down her chin and onto her breasts.
But she didn’t give him much time to enjoy the erotic sight as she moved her head closer, kissing him, their fangs clashing in a fight for dominance. He kept thrusting into her, and she exploded on a cry. He moaned as wicked spasms racing along her vagina wrapped tightly around his cock. The erotic scent of her heated arousal slammed into his nostrils, claimed his senses and rocketed him toward the release he’d been craving.
Pushing her against the shower stall wall, he moved against her. Dominated her. Fucked her.
Lust flared, screaming through his body as she bucked and twisted, her cream-soaked pussy massaging him, sucking him, loving him.
He came hard. Spurting into her, over and over again, relishing her soft feminine mews as she glowed in the after spasms rippling through her.
And then to his surprise, she vanished. Just like that.
Her mind link snapped shut, leaving Zander breathing heavily, his arms bracing around nothing but air.
Shit!
She must have woken. And he had thought they were just getting started.
Next time, he vowed silently. Next time he wouldn’t allow her to get away so easily.
Chapter Four
Julie opened her eyes on a moan and twilight greeted her. For a split second she thought she was at home, in bed, but then she recognized the green illumination of her office clock on her desk just inches from her face.
Seven p.m.
Oh wow! Somehow she’d fallen asleep in her office. Vaguely she remembered Selena peeking in and saying good night while Julie was going over a couple of last-minute bids on the new erotic chocolate line. That had been shortly after five.
Lifting her head from the desk, she stretched and yawned, then stopped at the sharp tips of her fangs pressing against her lower lip. She tasted the blood in her mouth.
Sweet. Erotic. Forbidden blood.
A wave of anxiety gripped her as images lashed her. Visions of stepping into a shower. Of Zander waiting there for her. His dark blue eyes blazing with desire as he parted the lab coat she wore, his hand smoothing over her bare hip…
Sweet Vampire Gods! It had been dream, hadn’t it? How could she taste his blood in her mouth? And if she’d been drinking his blood, wouldn’t she feel the power of feeding from him sifting through her as she did in the dream? Yet weariness still tugged at her and fever heat pulsed through her, making her pussy cream. She whimpered as she remembered curling her hands over his hard, muscular shoulders. His long, swollen cock pushing inside her. Filling her. The incredible climax.
Even now her vagina spasmed softly, the same way it did in the afterglow of climax.
Julie swallowed, blew out a tense breath and tried hard to ignore the pulsing arousal between her thighs.
She should masturbate. Right here. Right now. Recapture the arousal she’d just experienced in the dream. But she couldn’t. Not in the office. That would be going too far. Wouldn’t it?
If things had been different she would only have to go to the lab and
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