Vampire in Her Mysts by Meagan Hatfield Read Free Book Online Page B

turned every bone in his body to liquid heat. Closing his eyes, he allowed the bliss to consume him, allowed every pore, every nerve to sing out its pleasure from the top of his head to the soles of his feet. He eased out of her and slowly pressed back in, deeper this time. Again, he rocked inside her, each slide more luscious than the first. Friction, warmth, moisture, each sensation spurred him on.
    Small hands palmed the expanse of his shoulders, her fingers gripping his flesh, searching the canyon column of his spine. Her legs wrapped around his hips, as her hot tongue traced a fire trail up his neck. Both acts urged him harder and faster. Two things Yuri had no intention of doing. He never wanted this night to end.
    When he tried to slow the tempo, Ileana pushed on his shoulders, hard. Yuri rolled with the movement, pleasantly surprised when they stopped moving and she sat on top of him. Inch by unbelievable inch, Ileana sank atop him before resuming the pace he’d fought to decelerate. Desperate, his hands gripped her hips, working her up and down as his own body rose up to meet every one of her thrusts.
    Soft and firm, her thighs clenched his sides. Her fingers spanned out on his chest. Waves of untamed hair cascaded down her waist, almost concealing the amazing sight of his cock disappearing inside of her over and over. The urge to release built faster and stronger with each delicious sway of her body. Fighting it, Yuri reached out, cupping her breast in his palm. Ileana closed her eyes, releasing a gasp as he began to knead and caress. Yuri couldn’t remember anything more exquisite, more beautiful than Ileana perched above him. Yet right now, she felt entirely too far away.
    Tightening his abs, he curled up to sit. First, his mouth closed over the tight nipple his hand had been neglecting. She cried out, her back arching into him as his tongue laved, his mouth sucked and his teeth lightly grazed the throbbing bud. He lifted away from her only long enough to grasp her face and crush his mouth against hers in a panting, teeth-clashing, hungry embrace. Half-mad with desire, Ileana rocked above him in a rapid tempo, and he loved every second.
    Yuri knew they were both close. So close. Lying back down, he pulled her with him. His hands in her hair, smoothing it back from her face so he could see her. He wanted to watch her come. Watch the pleasure take hold of her.
    Mouths open, frantically brushing with each panting thrust, Yuri felt a smile on his lips, felt another in his heart. Ileana smiled back, moving faster, harder against him. The tips of her breasts slid against his chest in a silken glide with each grind and snap of her hips. Warm and tight, her flesh hugged his cock. First in one strong fist and then butterfly pulses tightened around him, milking him.
    Yuri moaned in her mouth. Her eyes slid closed, her back tensed beneath his hands. She tried to pull away, his name tearing from her lips in a desperate, heady sob. But he kept holding her, kept rising up hard to meet her next drive down and her next. Kissing her jaw, her cheek, Yuri made his way to her ear. He laved the sweet area behind it, sucking the shell into his mouth before telling her he had her, he was here and asking her to let go.
    Now.

Chapter Six
    A moment after his command, Yuri felt a powerful shudder quake through her slight body. A passionate gasp screamed from her lips and she came hard and forcefully. The sight, the feel and the sound of her climax cued Yuri to unleash his tightly reined desire. He let go, quenching the fire she’d spread like wildfire inside him. Hot and thick, his seed jetted inside her womb.
    Groaning his release, he fisted the hair at her nape, hauling her neck down to him. Lost in a haze of desire and need, his fangs lengthened, stretching toward her.
    Claim. Mine.
    Yuri opened his mouth, piercing her sweet skin. Her flesh hugged his fangs with the same perfection as she sheathed his body. Their bodies