Amaury's Hellion
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Nina’s mouth went slack on his shoulder. She’d stopped drinking from him.
Her eyes were closed when he looked at her.
“Nina, are you okay?”
She blew out a breath, a drop of his blood on her swollen lips. “Hmm.”
Amaury kissed her softly.
Mine.
Twenty-eight
Nina felt different. Never had sex affected her like this. If she didn’t know any better, she’d say Amaury was a magician, not a vampire. Strange feelings swarmed her head, making her feel almost dizzy. Sensations of possessiveness, affection, and satisfaction invaded her thinking. Were those her thoughts? Why was she suddenly thinking in such terms?
After all, this was just sex. She knew men well enough to realize that even if they found a partner who could fulfill their sexual needs, it didn’t mean they would not stray and try to find variety with somebody else. She wasn’t naïve.
Nina tried to shake off the strange emotions. Maybe her blood-sugar level was low and she needed to eat. That would explain why she felt so woozy. Of course, a mind-blowing orgasm such as the one she’d had thanks to the tremendous skills of one super-sexy vampire could also cause said wooziness.
She lifted her head from Amaury’s chest to look at him. He’d pulled her on top of him, sprawled her over his body moments after his climax had shaken him violently. She’d never seen a man lose control like he had. As if he’d let go of all walls, all protection, all pretense.
“You’ve slayed me,” he said without opening his eyes, his mouth curling into a smile.
“That was pretty good.” Nina downplayed their lovemaking. She wouldn’t fall into the trap of becoming a clingy girlfriend now. For sure it would make him run faster than if she was chasing him with a stake. Sure, he’d said amazing things to her—that he wanted to be hers—but that was during the heat of passion. She never put much weight on what a man said in bed.
Amaury’s eyes flew open, and he pinned her with an intense stare. “Pretty good?” His chest muscles bunched under her. “That’s all you’ve got to say?”
Oh, now she was in trouble. The man wanted to hear more than just a “pretty good” for his efforts. She never knew he’d turn into such a hawk for compliments.
“Well, it was very good.”
He propped his head up. “Very good?”
Evidently “very good” wasn’t sufficient either.
“How about ‘spectacular,’ ‘out of this world,’ ‘mind blowing’?” he coaxed.
Nina’s heart leapt. He’d felt that too?
“God, woman, are you trying to give me an inferiority complex?”
His exasperated huff made her chuckle. Making him mad turned out to be great fun. “Inferiority complex? You? I don’t think I could succeed even if I tried. You’re just way too full of yourself.”
A second later she found herself underneath him, pinned between him and the mattress, a position she increasingly enjoyed. “Full of myself, huh?” Amaury nudged his already swelling cock against her. “Shall I show you again what it feels like to be full of me?”
There wasn’t the slightest doubt in her mind as to what he meant.
“Are you sure I need another demonstration?”
His breath ghosted over her cheek. “Chérie, I’m going to give you as many demonstrations as you need, until you’re ready to admit that I fulfill your every need.” His hips moved, settling his heavy cock at her sex. Nina moved against him, making his erection slide over her still sensitive clit. A hitched breath escaped her.
“Tell me,” he hesitated, “when my cock strokes you like this, do you want me to go slow, or would you rather I fuck you hard and fast?”
Sweat beaded on her brow. It became difficult to breathe with the vivid imagery he projected. “Do I have to make a decision right now?”
His hips circled, drawing his erection over her center of pleasure once more. “No. You can just let me take care of you as I see fit.”
“Are you always this possessive?”
“Possessive—moi?” He grinned unashamedly. “It’s definitely a first for me.”
Amaury drew his hips back and slowly slid into her moist channel. Involuntarily Nina bucked against him, welcoming his hard shaft as he filled her.
“Do you always have to be on top?”
“Not always, but right now I want to see your face when I make you come. There’s nothing more enticing than watching how your eyes go all dreamy.” He punctuated his word with a thrust of his cock. “And your lips part.” Another thrust. “Your cheeks flush.” He plunged deeper.
Her eyes were closed when he looked at her.
“Nina, are you okay?”
She blew out a breath, a drop of his blood on her swollen lips. “Hmm.”
Amaury kissed her softly.
Mine.
Twenty-eight
Nina felt different. Never had sex affected her like this. If she didn’t know any better, she’d say Amaury was a magician, not a vampire. Strange feelings swarmed her head, making her feel almost dizzy. Sensations of possessiveness, affection, and satisfaction invaded her thinking. Were those her thoughts? Why was she suddenly thinking in such terms?
After all, this was just sex. She knew men well enough to realize that even if they found a partner who could fulfill their sexual needs, it didn’t mean they would not stray and try to find variety with somebody else. She wasn’t naïve.
Nina tried to shake off the strange emotions. Maybe her blood-sugar level was low and she needed to eat. That would explain why she felt so woozy. Of course, a mind-blowing orgasm such as the one she’d had thanks to the tremendous skills of one super-sexy vampire could also cause said wooziness.
She lifted her head from Amaury’s chest to look at him. He’d pulled her on top of him, sprawled her over his body moments after his climax had shaken him violently. She’d never seen a man lose control like he had. As if he’d let go of all walls, all protection, all pretense.
“You’ve slayed me,” he said without opening his eyes, his mouth curling into a smile.
“That was pretty good.” Nina downplayed their lovemaking. She wouldn’t fall into the trap of becoming a clingy girlfriend now. For sure it would make him run faster than if she was chasing him with a stake. Sure, he’d said amazing things to her—that he wanted to be hers—but that was during the heat of passion. She never put much weight on what a man said in bed.
Amaury’s eyes flew open, and he pinned her with an intense stare. “Pretty good?” His chest muscles bunched under her. “That’s all you’ve got to say?”
Oh, now she was in trouble. The man wanted to hear more than just a “pretty good” for his efforts. She never knew he’d turn into such a hawk for compliments.
“Well, it was very good.”
He propped his head up. “Very good?”
Evidently “very good” wasn’t sufficient either.
“How about ‘spectacular,’ ‘out of this world,’ ‘mind blowing’?” he coaxed.
Nina’s heart leapt. He’d felt that too?
“God, woman, are you trying to give me an inferiority complex?”
His exasperated huff made her chuckle. Making him mad turned out to be great fun. “Inferiority complex? You? I don’t think I could succeed even if I tried. You’re just way too full of yourself.”
A second later she found herself underneath him, pinned between him and the mattress, a position she increasingly enjoyed. “Full of myself, huh?” Amaury nudged his already swelling cock against her. “Shall I show you again what it feels like to be full of me?”
There wasn’t the slightest doubt in her mind as to what he meant.
“Are you sure I need another demonstration?”
His breath ghosted over her cheek. “Chérie, I’m going to give you as many demonstrations as you need, until you’re ready to admit that I fulfill your every need.” His hips moved, settling his heavy cock at her sex. Nina moved against him, making his erection slide over her still sensitive clit. A hitched breath escaped her.
“Tell me,” he hesitated, “when my cock strokes you like this, do you want me to go slow, or would you rather I fuck you hard and fast?”
Sweat beaded on her brow. It became difficult to breathe with the vivid imagery he projected. “Do I have to make a decision right now?”
His hips circled, drawing his erection over her center of pleasure once more. “No. You can just let me take care of you as I see fit.”
“Are you always this possessive?”
“Possessive—moi?” He grinned unashamedly. “It’s definitely a first for me.”
Amaury drew his hips back and slowly slid into her moist channel. Involuntarily Nina bucked against him, welcoming his hard shaft as he filled her.
“Do you always have to be on top?”
“Not always, but right now I want to see your face when I make you come. There’s nothing more enticing than watching how your eyes go all dreamy.” He punctuated his word with a thrust of his cock. “And your lips part.” Another thrust. “Your cheeks flush.” He plunged deeper.
