Page 72 of Daring Her Vampires

“Is that supposed to deter me?” I ask, opening one eye. “Where are Allie and Luca?”

“They left to get food.”

I squint at the clock.

“It’s eleven,” I state.

“Breakfast is good anytime.”

“When did they leave?” I open the other eye.

“Twenty minutes ago.”

“Hmm…” I don’t want to get interrupted again. If it were just Luca, I wouldn’t care.

“Getting ideas?” He slides his thigh between mine. I remember stripping everything except my underwear before dropping into bed.

“I always have ideas,” I smirk, wiggling closer.

“What do you have in mind?” he asks, pressing his hand against my stomach.

“Fuck me,” I whisper. “Just like this.” I move my leg back, opening further over his.

“No begging needed.” His palm trails down my stomach, to my hip, tracing the edge of my underwear. I press my head back and my hips forward. “Are you wet?”

“Probably,” I breathe as his fingers slip under the fabric.

“We have a time limit,” he reminds me.

“We better hurry then.” I hook the top of my foot over his straight leg.

“Open further,” he demands, and I don’t argue. We want the same thing. “Good, Little Bunny.” He bites my ear and cups me. “Lean forward.” Again, I don’t argue, even though I’ll be further away from his mouth. “Safe word.”

“Rabbit's foot.” He removes his hand, and I’m about to protest until he rips the side of my underwear. He leans on his elbow and pushes the bedding away. His fingers tangle in the back of my hair, pushing me forward more, and he slides his finger inside me.

“Yes,” I groan. He drags in and out. My body is ready to be taken by him.

“You are drenched,” he hisses, swirling with every retreat. “Are you ready for my cock?”

“Fuck yeah,” I moan, pushing down, eager for more. I love foreplay, but I need him inside me, easing the burning in my gut. The heat has been overwhelming, yet I have tried to ignore it as much as possible. Getting to know them has been more important.

“Hold on, Little Bunny,” he growls and then thrusts. My mouth drops open as he fills me. He curls his arm under my knee, holding me wide as he pumps his hips.

Gripping the sheets in my fists, I close my eyes, feeling every inch of his possession. My chest slides against the bed with every motion, the friction rubbing my nipples, adding to my desire. The hand in my hair pulls, and I shiver, loving it. I’ve always loved having my hair pulled, and my vampires fill every want.

“More,” I demand, and he goes faster. I don’t have to move as he uses his vampire skill to speed up. I lose track of the rhythm, lost in my pleasure. The pull begins, and I reach for it. It’s never taken me long to orgasm, especially with my hand, but this is ridiculous. My mates know how to work my body to new heights.

“You’re squeezing the fuck out of me,” he hisses, slowly slightly. “Are you going to come?”

“Yes,” I moan, nearly there. I slide my hand over my breast, cupping myself.

“Fuck.” Atlas nips my arm, and he curls his hand over my thigh. I gasp as he stretches, pressing on my clit.

“Atlas,” I cry, and the pressure expands. “I’m coming.” I drop my head forward, my mouth parted against the sheets. The pleasant tingle spreads across my scalp, and my pussy clamps down on his cock. “Yes, Atlas.” I bite the sheet as my orgasm radiates through my body.

“Fuck, yes,” Atlas growls, slamming deep. He holds still, coming inside me. I feel it coating me, relieving the heat from the bond. He releases my hair and curls over me, slipping out of me slightly. “Mouth.” I turn my head, and he kisses me. Slow and deep, and delicious. He covers my hand that is still on my breast, flexing our fingers. My leg drops, my knee hitting the bed as I turn to chase his lips. His other arm bends over my pillow as I move closer. The kiss turns gentle as he eases away, but comes back briefly.

“Yummy,” I hum, licking my lips, and he grins.