Making Love To Death (One Night With Death)

Making Love To Death (One Night With Death) by Natalie Kristen Read Free Book Online

Book: Making Love To Death (One Night With Death) by Natalie Kristen Read Free Book Online
Authors: Natalie Kristen
him?
    “ What are you asking me?” she managed to
choke out at last.
    “ Simply what I am asking. Do you want me
forever?” he said quietly.
    “ I have a little boy...” Your little
boy .
    “ I know. And I want to be with the two of you
forever.”
    Oh God, was he going to kill them both?
    Emma began to shake in his arms. She tried to untangle
herself from him, but something was pulling her to him, pressing them
tightly together. His cock was still embedded in her, and she felt
as though his cock was grabbing her, sucking her, melding her firmly
to him. There was a fierce suction and she could feel her juices
flowing freely. But her juices didn't ooze out of her pussy. They
were being lapped up and sucked up—by his cock.
    Her eyes grew wide and frightened. What was happening?
She tried to pull away, but she was held fast by his hands and his
piercing gaze.
    “ Emma...”
    “ What are you doing? What is it that you're doing
to me?” she breathed.
    Her mind was struggling against the wave of pleasure
that was spreading over her body. His cock felt so sinfully good.
The way it moved and sucked and filled her. She wanted him to take
more of her. Her head fell back as she let out a groan.
“Oh...whatever you're doing...don't stop...”
    Her head snapped up as she heard her own delirious
words. “Just...what are you doing to me?” she demanded,
trying to keep her voice firm. Her body was writhing to give in to
the foggy pleasure, while her mind fought to resist the overwhelming
desire that was fast clouding her senses.
    “ Taking you...and giving me, to you,” he
replied softly.
    “ What?”
    “ You can feel it, can't you? You can feel me
sucking you in, drinking in your sweet nectar. And still you are so
wet. The exchange is necessary. I have to take you, and give you
what I have.”
    “ Your...cock is sucking me...?” Emma looked
incredulous.
    Death nodded and quirked a wry smile. “You can't
compare me to an ordinary human man. I'm not human...yet.”
    Emma blinked at him, her breathing quickening as she
felt his cock swell and throb in her. He was so aroused, so hard, so
ready. “Come with me,” she whispered.
    His strong hands shifted to her waist and he moved her
up and down his shaft. She caught the rhythm and began to move on
her own as he thrust into her. Their pace intensified, and he pushed
deeper into her. Their eyes burned with hunger as they pushed their
bodies towards each other more intensely, more intimately, more
urgently. They were both cresting unstoppably towards a violent
climax. The heat and the hunger were consuming them both, and Emma
felt like her mind and body were going to burst into flames any
second.
    Her orgasm shot through her without warning and she
cried out as her body lost all control. A white heat burnt before
her eyes as she screamed and shattered into a million pieces. She
could feel him spurting deeply into her, shooting his warm wet seed
into her body. He gave as much as he took, and more. He kept moving
in her as she came, prolonging her orgasm and pushing her higher
until she thought she might never come back down.
    Her cries subsided into pants and sighs as he lowered
her onto her back. Emma buried her face in the crook of his neck and
held him tightly. She squeezed her eyes shut as he planted a
lingering kiss on her forehead. He had told her right at the
beginning that there would be no tears and no goodbyes. She would be
strong. But she just needed to hold him for a while more.
    Forever.
    A memory was forever.
    Perhaps that was what he meant.
    Forever and never. Two sides of the same coin.
    She held him until the darkness receded around them.
She shivered as she felt his arms release her and the heat around
them fade as cool air rushed in.
    Cool air-conditioned air.

Chapter Seven

    Emma blinked up at the fluorescent lights overhead. She
was staring at the ceiling of her office. With a gasp, she scrambled
up to find herself sitting on the couch at the corner

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