Chapter 23 Luna #2
Time for my big romantic gesture. If Shadow has any doubt about my feelings for him, he will be completely convinced after this.
“Move over. Let me lie close enough for you to feed.” Shadow moves closer to the wall with his back against it so that I can’t see the shotgun wound anymore.
Honestly, the invigorating property of some good home-cooked food cannot be overstated. I think the multivitamin helped, too. I feel strong enough to withstand Shadow’s insatiable appetite.
And I can’t deny that he looks insanely hot lying in bed with just his briefs on. The briefs are pulled low on his lean hips, with the large pouch packing carnal delights I have no trouble remembering with sweet intensity. Shadow is brutally hot, and nothing can ever change that about him.
He looks worried as I make myself comfortable next to him by taking off my coat and sweater.
“Are you sure about this? What if your heart starts fluttering again?”
“Then you will stop. A little is better than nothing at all, don’t you agree?”
Our bodies are pressed close together. I swear I can smell a hint of gunpowder on Shadow’s marble skin. The anticipation of sucking me has aroused him. The rampant bulge in his tight briefs shows me how his cock is straining to escape its confined pouch.
Typical man. Nothing ever stops them from craving sex.
“This is going to hurt a bit, Luna,” he explains to me, “because your body is not flooded with endorphins from the orgasm.”
“Shut up and suck me, you fool.” He sees my smile and knows I am teasing him.
He kisses me and my heart races.
Acute desire rises inside me. This man makes me crave for him on a compulsive level. Even injured, he wants me in the same way, too.
He is a barbarian warrior, a deadly gunslinger cowboy, and a rough Rider.
All my fantasies come to life.
As his kiss deepens, my body begins to squirm with sexual excitement. I cross my legs to try and stop it from happening, but it is already too late. The feminine instinct that longs for male domination and penetration is awakened.
Shadow can sense this happening.
“You like that?” His tongue probes my mouth and licks my upper lip before he clamps my lower lips between his teeth. The sharp incisors press down on the plump flesh, giving me a taste of what is to come. “You want more?”
The affirmation sighs out of me. “Yeesss. Please.”
The sound of my jeans zipper pulling down echoes off the panels. One tug and my jeans are down around my ankles.
I can’t help but allow my knees to fall apart like an open invitation.
Is it my imagination or does this negative male space fill up with the positive scent of my thirsty pussy? The female musk is pleasantly sweet.
Shadow must like what he smells, because he has to adjust the pouch of his briefs by pulling the waistband down.
Rearing free of the tight cotton briefs, I experience immense pleasure from the sight of his enormous erection.
The veins in his cock are definitely working—despite his recent blood loss.
Somehow, I manage to regain my composure long enough to remind Shadow to suck first.
“Shouldn’t you feed on me before doing this? Do you have the strength?”
His reply is to begin stroking my pussy. Dipping his finger into the wet cleft, he draws the moist tip over my clit.
“Luna, ráhkkásan, you make me strong.” Grabbing my hand, he places it on his thick shaft. He is so upright and eager that it makes me shy.
Goddamnit, Luna, now is not the time to start acting like a virgin at junior prom!
I force myself to be bold, because I know that is what turns this bloodsucker on.
His fingers have a slight calloused touch. I feel this as he strokes and pets my soft mound. Our breathing increases in unison as our bodies intertwine and writhe with lust.
Reaching for his erection, I slide my hand up and down in a steady rhythm. Mutual masturbation is so hot, because it gives me a chance to watch him as the thrilling sensation mounts inside us.
And here I am again, feeling his hard bite as my climax concentrates in that exquisite place in my body.
The moment his mouth fastens on my neck, I know I have bitten off more than I can chew. As a figure of speech, it is apt. No amount of vitamin pills or steak dinners can replenish the vital essence I lost last night. And here I am giving it all again.
Giving it and giving it, past all sense and reason.
The corners of my mind begin to blacken, but I do not care. It is such a wonderful feeling to come and feel the rush of ecstatic bleeding at the same time.
Lurid sexual fantasies crowd my mind.
My toes wrapping around the thick shaft of his cock as his strong hands guide them up and down; rubbing my clit over his balls as I ride him reverse cowgirl, taking all of him in as the feverish excitement mounts, my peachy ass bouncing just out of reach of his mouth; his sharp fangs nipping my puckered nipples as he lies next to me with his fingers delicately circling the tight slit of my freshly shaved pussy.
Then I realize that we are mind melded. I am able to see his thoughts as we suck and finger fuck.
And all his thoughts are of me, from the first time we met up until now.
It is over all too soon. As the last throes of my orgasm fade away, the satisfaction and craving for more sets in as his essence shoots over his lower torso.
After our coupling, he is strong and I am weak. So unfair.
My heart skips as the palpitations patter in my chest. When I look around to show him my pleasure, he is gone.