CHAPTER 27
FRANKIE
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I want to cry. That was more than I expected, and I’m both impressed and grateful for how he’s treating me. He’s being gentle with me when I know he probably wants to be rougher. He made me take control and the feeling was elating. I tasted him…after everything, I willingly took a vampire’s blood into my system, and I have to admit, it was euphoric. It was completely different from the times I was force fed and made to feel completely weak and vulnerable against my will. I can still taste him faintly on my lips as he stares down at me with a small smile on his face.
He wants to go again, and I want to feel him inside of me again. He made me feel alive…for the first time in my life, I felt free…as free as I can be in this world I’m shackled to.
He leans towards me and presses his lips to mine as he slowly slides his cock into me. I shift my hips up for him and he moans against my mouth, plunging his tongue through my lips. I feel like I’m being devoured in every which way as he slams into me a bit harder.
I choke out a gasp when he does it again and his body stills against mine. “Sorry,”
he murmurs, breathing heavily. He pulls his face back from mine and the frown line between his brows is adorable.
“Why are you apologizing during sex?” I snort.
“I…I’m being too rough with you.”
Fuck, he’s so cute.
He’s nothing like I expected him to be, and I really do think it’s because it’s me. He has to actually feel something for me for him to be trying to be as gentle as he is. The muscles in his arms bulge as he holds himself up from me. I run my fingers up the corded strands and goosebumps erupt along his skin. I glance back up at him when he lets out a slow harsh breath, and his eyes are glowing slightly as his eyes search my face. His mouth is slightly parted, and I can see the tips of his canines poking past his lips.
I loop my hand behind his neck and pull his lips against mine. I dart my tongue into his mouth and lightly drag it against the tips and his body shudders against mine.
They must be sensitive. He reacted like that earlier too. “Do you like it when I touch your fangs?”
I whisper.
“Yes,”
he hisses through a rattling breath.
I pull his face down and nip at his ear. “Harder, Wren. I want to feel all of you. I want you to fuck me and make me come like it’s our last day on this earth. Make me feel alive.”
He pulls back his head and stares at me with wide eyes. “Chess---”
“It’s okay. I want this. I want you to take me completely. Make me wish I was yours.”
“I want you to be mine,”
he mumbles in the cutest way.
“You know I can’t, Wren. I belong to Adrian. I…I can’t be yours because I’m branded.”
He clucks his tongue and tries to turn away from me, but I grip his jaw and force him to stay with me. I nod my head, and he closes his eyes, letting out a long, slow breath.
He slams his lips to mine and rams into me. I gasp against his mouth, and he devours the moan that rips from my throat. His cock is big, and I feel him hitting something inside of me that sends electricity through my body.
“Wren! Oh, fuck! Right there.”
His small moans and whimpers of pleasure, tear through me and make me want him more. I’m completely at his mercy as he slams into me over and over, harder and harder. I can still tell he’s trying to hold back, but I know it’s because he doesn’t want to hurt me. I’m still human and he’s very much not.
I claw at his back and tilt my head away from him as my entire body vibrates with pleasure. The way he fucks is literally making my toes curl. I feel his tongue drag across my neck and panic hits me when I hear him inhale sharply at my throat.
No! He promised he wouldn’t.
He’s going to bite me. I tossed my dagger to the floor earlier and never picked it back up.
“Wren!”