Page 45 of Bitten By Desire (Crooked Point #1)

Tuesday

My heart started racing even faster when Callum lowered his eyebrows. God, I loved when he looked at me like that. I slid my fingers higher.

“Tell me how wet you are.” He groaned as he watched me press my fingers into my wetness.

He snapped a photo and put one knee on the couch, spreading my thighs farther apart. He took another picture of my exposed breasts.

“Faster, Emma. Show me how greedy your pussy is.”

He was going to make me come with just his words and my fingers.

I loved taking photos. But I loved this even more. I’d pictured myself on this exact loveseat in this exact pose for the past ten years.

The camera flashed again.

Callum looked up from the display. “Did you used to look at those pictures and touch yourself like this?”

I nodded.

He groaned again. “And here I was, fucking my hand to a memory when you had photos.”

“But not photos of you.”

He smiled down at me. “Trust me, photos of you are a million times better. And now I’ll have these forever.” He took another picture of my flushed face .

It was the second time he’d said forever . And I couldn’t help but think that maybe these would be the last photos of me to ever exist. I wanted to make them count. I tried to remember his instructions from ten years ago and arched my back even more.

“Fuck, Emma.” The camera flashed. “You’re gorgeous.”

He’d said that to me ten years ago too. He made me feel beautiful.

“Do you have any idea how hard I am?”

The switch from sweet to filthy in two seconds just made everything more intense. “Callum, I’m going to…”

“No.” He grabbed my wrist to stop me. “Not yet.” He took another photo. “Remember when you told me your fantasy of me biting your neck?”

I just stared at him.

“When we were outside under the stars.”

“I remember.”

“Do you remember what I said to you?”

“Well, you didn’t admit you were a vampire.”

The side of his mouth ticked up. “No. I didn’t. But I told you my fantasy too.”

Oh. Oh. I remembered. “That you wanted me to be completely at your mercy.”

“With your hands tied.” He pushed my shirt the rest of the way off.

“And a blindfold over your eyes.” He pulled out a tie from his pocket and leaned toward me.

He placed the silky material over my eyes and knotted it behind my head.

“Are you ready to see what I really wanted to do to you all these years?”

I nodded my head and I felt his hands slip beneath me. He lifted me into his arms .

“Where are we going?” I put my hand on his chest.

“I can’t get the idea of you in my handcuffs out of my head.” He dropped me down and I felt his soft sheets.

“And what if you need the handcuffs?”

He grabbed one of my wrists and the cool metal clicked closed.

“Callum?”

“I promised you I’d never hurt you.” He grabbed my other wrist. “Don’t you trust me?” The other handcuff closed around my wrist.

I did trust him. I nodded.

His cold hand fell to one of my breasts. “So fucking perfect.”

I heard the flash of my camera again.

“Ten years without you,” he said. “It felt like an eternity.”

It really did. “I wish I had known how much you missed me too.” It would have made the sleepless nights more manageable.

The bed dipped slightly. “I definitely missed parts of you.” He brushed his thumb against my clit.

My laugh turned into a moan. “Just parts?”

“No. Every fucking inch.” His cold tongue swirled around my nipple.

I tried to move so I could run my fingers through his hair, but the metal cut into my wrists.

“Completely at my mercy,” he whispered against my flesh. He kissed between my breasts and moved to my other nipple. His tongue swirled even slower around this one.

“Callum,” I protested and tried to move my hands again .

“You’re bad at keeping your hands to yourself. It just so happens that I am too.” His fingers brushed across my wetness. “Fuck, Emma.” He slid his fingers inside of me with a groan. Like he was enjoying this just as much as I was.

But that was impossible. Because I was the one shamelessly riding his hand.

“Greedy girl.” His fingers slid out of me.

I was about to protest again when he groaned.

“So fucking sweet.”

My body stilled. Had he just licked his fingers?

His thumb pulled down on my lower lip. “I hope your mouth is just as greedy.” He pulled my lip down farther. “You’re going to need to open your mouth a little wider than that, baby.”

I tried to wrap my lips around his thumb, but he pressed his tip into my mouth instead.

God. I wanted to see him. I wanted to be able to kiss every inch of his scar. Every inch of his body. But it was a little hard to protest when he tilted his hips forward. He’d pleased me so many times. And I wanted this. I wanted him.

I moaned around his cock.

He cursed under his breath and gripped the back of my head as he started fucking me face.

I pictured him back in that room. Fucking his hand, thinking of memories of me. How many times had he wanted to do this over the years? Because I was pretty sure I dreamed about him every night.

His fingers tightened in my hair. “Just as greedy as your pussy.”

I moaned and he cursed again .

“How many times did you picture my cock down your throat when you closed your eyes at night?”

I pressed my lips tighter around him.

“I loved you with my eyes closed too.” He pulled his hard cock out of my mouth.

I instinctively tried to shift forward. I wanted more. But the metal dug into my wrists.

“I love kissing every inch of you. But I had other dreams too.” His hands fell to my waist.

“Let me see you.”

He ignored me. His fingers dug into my waist and he flipped me over. My hands crossed in front of me as he dropped me onto my knees.

“Callum, please…”

“I dreamt of fucking you.”

My protests died in my throat as his hand squeezed one of my ass cheeks.

“Right in this bed.” His other hand slid up the back of my thigh, dipping back to my wetness. “With you making a mess, just like this. You’re dripping, baby.”

Fuck.

“I have to control myself all day every day. But not here with you. Not like this.” He spread my wetness to my clit.

God, yes. “Please let me see you.”

“I’d rather you feel me.”

I pressed my lips together. I liked the sound of that.

“If I’m too rough, tell me to stop, okay?”

Too rough? I don’t think so. I arched my back in response.

“I knew you were my match.” He slammed into me, pushing me forward .

My hands fell to the wooden headboard as my wrists screamed in protest. The pain mixed with the pleasure. It was everything I loved about being with Callum.

“I want you to bite me,” I said.

His fingers dug into my waist as thrust into me harder.

“I like when you taste me, Callum.”

He groaned.

“I fucking love it.”

He slammed into my harder.

“I love you. I don’t ever want to have to leave you.”

The flash of the camera made me turn my head, even though I couldn’t see him.

“Callum…” I lost my train of thought when he lightly circled my clit with his thumb.

“You really don’t like listening to me, do you?”

I moaned as his thumb moved faster.

“Be a good girl for once and come.” He spanked my ass with his free hand. Hard.

It felt almost as good as when he bit me. Almost. I came around his cock. Moaning his name. He thrust into me harder as I pulsed around him. God.

He slowly pulled out of me. My body relaxed and I probably would have fallen if I wasn’t still chained up.

He grabbed my hips and twisted me again, so my ass landed on his sheets. He pulled down on the tie around my eyes.

I blinked as his naked body came into focus. He was on his knees in front of me. His hand wrapped around his hard cock. For just a second, my gaze trailed down the scar on his thigh .

“You’re so fucking gorgeous.” He started stroking his length.

I tried to move, but the metal bit into my wrists. I wanted to be the one that did that for him. “Haven’t you done that enough over the years?”

“Once more.” He bit back a groan. “To show you that you’re mine.” His hand moved faster. “Forever. Fuck.” His first shot landed on my stomach. The second on one of my breasts. Shot after shot dripping down my torso.

His chest rose and fell as he looked down at me. His eyes were darker. And more intense than before. His gaze fell to my neck.

I tilted my head to the side. This felt like my chance. “You’re mine. Forever,” I said his words back to him.

He continued staring at the side of my neck.

“You already made a mess, Callum.” I looked down at my stomach. “What’s one more?” I pictured the blood spilling down my neck if he bit me.

He grabbed his discarded shirt and wiped his cum off my stomach.

Gah, that wasn’t what I was asking for. “Please.”

He leaned forward, placing a cold kiss against the side of my neck. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, Emma. You’ll feel tortured for eternity.” His teeth lightly grazed my flesh.

I tilted my head back even more. “You don’t have to be tortured anymore, Callum. You have me.”

He kissed my neck again instead of biting it.

“Forever,” I said. “Keep me forever this time.”

He groaned. “Forever is only supposed to be one lifetime. ”

“Forever is whatever we want it to be.” God, I wanted him to bite me as much as I wanted him to fuck me again.

“I’ll lose control.” He kissed my neck again.

“You won’t.” He’d bitten my finger when we first met. He’d bitten my lip. He’d tasted my blood and he’d never once lost control. He was right when he said this was my fantasy. I loved when he bit me. I needed it almost as much as I need his fingers, his mouth, his cock.

His breath was cold on my neck. “I’m so fucking hard again just thinking about it.”

I looked down at his erection. I tilted my hips, pressing my wetness against him. “You like this better than biting me, right?”

He groaned.

“You won’t lose control if you’re deep inside of me.”

He shifted forward, pressing into me again.

“Please, Callum.” I wasn’t even sure what I was begging for anymore.

But then his lips fell to my neck again.

“Just one bite,” I pleaded.

He kissed the side of my neck. “You’re asking me to give in to my demons.”

I moaned. “Just one bite.”

“Just one bite, Emma?” He kissed up the side of my neck. “Just one taste?”

God, yes.

“It’s just going to turn me on even more.” He slammed into me harder.

“Just focus on that feeling. ”

“Baby, this feeling is all I’ve been focused on for ten years.”

I tilted my head back and he groaned.

“You’re going to want to scream,” he whispered in my ear.

It was similar to what he’d said to me after our first time together. That he thought I’d scream. But I hadn’t then because he didn’t bite me hard enough. Was he going to bite me hard enough this time? Was he going to turn me into a vampire and give us our forever?

He slammed into me harder. The sensation of his cold breath in my ear and his hard cock deep inside of me was too much. I was seconds away from coming again.

“Just one bite,” he whispered. “Try not to wake the neighbors, baby.”

I moaned as his lips fell to my neck.

** *

Will Callum bite Emma? And what else are the bank boys hiding?

Find out from Emma and Zoey’s perspectives in book 2, Marked by the Pack .

I’ve had a crush on Bennett ever since he stepped foot in Crooked Point. If I’m being completely honest, I’ve had a crush on him and all his friends.

So when I discover their secret, I’m thrilled. They like to share. And I’m more than willing to let them share me. I’ve never felt so alive.

But what if that’s not their only secret?

I’ve been warned. When one supernatural creature comes to town...more usually follow.

I just never expected those creatures to be my new boyfriends.

And now I’m worried I’ll wind up dead unless I find their cure.. .