Luther's Return
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“Looks like you’ll be exploding like a rocket, too, baby,” he said, dipping his head to her breasts.
He licked over one nipple, then the other and felt how Katie dropped her head back and moaned. While he captured one hard peak between his lips and sucked, he let his hands glide down her back, slipping underneath the silky fabric of her panties. He filled his hands with her ass, squeezing gently, and pressing her against his cock.
The contact of skin on skin nearly robbed him of the last thread of his control. For a second he stilled, taking a deep breath to steady himself. But he couldn’t deny his body for long. He needed this woman. He needed Katie.
Luther pushed her panties down, then rid her of her bra, letting it fall to the floor. He lifted his head from her breasts and looked at her.
“I’m going to take you in your bed.”
“Our bed,” she corrected.
“Our bed.” He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed, gently placing her on the cover.
For a moment he looked down at her. Like a halo, her dark hair framed her face. She was spread out for him like a feast. A feast he would partake of every day of his life from now on. Because every day he would feed from her while making love to her. But tonight would be special. Tonight she would be drinking from him at the same time.
“There won’t be any foreplay, Katie, I just don’t have that much patience tonight,” he warned her.
Katie spread her legs wider, letting him see her glistening sex. “Foreplay is overrated.”
“I’m glad you think that.” He lowered himself over her and sank his cock into her warm and inviting channel. Involuntarily, he groaned out loud. “Fuck!”
“Yes,” she said, her voice raspy, her torso arching off the mattress as if she was offering her breasts to him.
Luther buried his head between them, luxuriating in their softness and warmth. Then he began to thrust, his cock dictating the rhythm, sending pleasure through his body.
He lifted his head from her breasts and watched in fascination how they bounced up and down and from side to side while he continued to drive his cock into her. Katie’s lids were half closed, her mouth open, sounds of pleasure rolling over her lips.
“You’re mine, Katie. I won’t allow anybody to take you away from me,” he promised.
She met his gaze. “And you’re mine.”
Bracing himself on one elbow, he lifted his hand and willed his fingers to turn into sharp claws. From the corner of his eye he noticed Katie stare at them, not in fear, but admiration, while her interior muscles squeezed him more tightly, indicating the approach of her orgasm.
“Wait for me, baby.” With his claw, he made a small incision on his shoulder and felt blood drip from it. “Drink from me now.”
He lowered his shoulder to her mouth and felt her latch onto it immediately. He groaned from the instant pleasure he felt. His fangs descended automatically and he nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck.
“I’ll love you forever,” Luther vowed and drove his fangs into her flesh.
The moment Katie’s blood ran down the back of his throat, he could feel her soul. He reached out to her, offering himself to her. He felt her essence wrap around him and draw him closer.
Katie, my love.
Her thoughts drifted to him, filling his mind. She was opening herself to him, inviting him in to a place no other person had ever been. He let himself fall. He was home.
I’m yours, Luther. Forever yours.
He licked over one nipple, then the other and felt how Katie dropped her head back and moaned. While he captured one hard peak between his lips and sucked, he let his hands glide down her back, slipping underneath the silky fabric of her panties. He filled his hands with her ass, squeezing gently, and pressing her against his cock.
The contact of skin on skin nearly robbed him of the last thread of his control. For a second he stilled, taking a deep breath to steady himself. But he couldn’t deny his body for long. He needed this woman. He needed Katie.
Luther pushed her panties down, then rid her of her bra, letting it fall to the floor. He lifted his head from her breasts and looked at her.
“I’m going to take you in your bed.”
“Our bed,” she corrected.
“Our bed.” He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed, gently placing her on the cover.
For a moment he looked down at her. Like a halo, her dark hair framed her face. She was spread out for him like a feast. A feast he would partake of every day of his life from now on. Because every day he would feed from her while making love to her. But tonight would be special. Tonight she would be drinking from him at the same time.
“There won’t be any foreplay, Katie, I just don’t have that much patience tonight,” he warned her.
Katie spread her legs wider, letting him see her glistening sex. “Foreplay is overrated.”
“I’m glad you think that.” He lowered himself over her and sank his cock into her warm and inviting channel. Involuntarily, he groaned out loud. “Fuck!”
“Yes,” she said, her voice raspy, her torso arching off the mattress as if she was offering her breasts to him.
Luther buried his head between them, luxuriating in their softness and warmth. Then he began to thrust, his cock dictating the rhythm, sending pleasure through his body.
He lifted his head from her breasts and watched in fascination how they bounced up and down and from side to side while he continued to drive his cock into her. Katie’s lids were half closed, her mouth open, sounds of pleasure rolling over her lips.
“You’re mine, Katie. I won’t allow anybody to take you away from me,” he promised.
She met his gaze. “And you’re mine.”
Bracing himself on one elbow, he lifted his hand and willed his fingers to turn into sharp claws. From the corner of his eye he noticed Katie stare at them, not in fear, but admiration, while her interior muscles squeezed him more tightly, indicating the approach of her orgasm.
“Wait for me, baby.” With his claw, he made a small incision on his shoulder and felt blood drip from it. “Drink from me now.”
He lowered his shoulder to her mouth and felt her latch onto it immediately. He groaned from the instant pleasure he felt. His fangs descended automatically and he nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck.
“I’ll love you forever,” Luther vowed and drove his fangs into her flesh.
The moment Katie’s blood ran down the back of his throat, he could feel her soul. He reached out to her, offering himself to her. He felt her essence wrap around him and draw him closer.
Katie, my love.
Her thoughts drifted to him, filling his mind. She was opening herself to him, inviting him in to a place no other person had ever been. He let himself fall. He was home.
I’m yours, Luther. Forever yours.
