She shook with desire and fear of the unknown. His hands ignited her flesh despite the cool air. Reaching up to touch his face, she smiled sweetly at him.
His desire for her only intensified. The beating of his heart, powerful and fast, pumped blood to his cock. Shoving her thighs apart, he jammed his tongue against her pussy, working her harder and faster than she was ready for.
She exploded into his mouth within seconds. Her voice echoed through the night air as she screamed out.
Despite her pleas for him to give her a second to recoup, he kept on, lapping at her clit. His fingers worked her inside, stimulating that sweetest of spots until she came again, this time fluid rushed out of her and onto the ground.
“I’ve never… done that… before.” She said in between deep, ragged breaths. She’d always thought female ejaculation was a myth until that very second.
Ryder didn’t say anything, only grunted as he raised his head to her breasts and pinched her nipple between his teeth before licking his way back to her neck. Both of his arms hooked her legs behind the knees, pushing them toward her head. He nibbled at her throat as he thrust his hips and sank himself deep into the slit between her thighs.
Her pussy locked onto his cock as she raked her nails over the back of his shoulders. Pounding hard into her, he cried out her name. His arms slid underneath her as his hands grasped the tops of her shoulders, anchoring him in place.
He thrust himself into her balls deep and savored the way her tight depths melded to him. In that moment, there was no doubt in his mind she was the one made for him.
Passion, pleasure, and love overtook him. He lost himself to her as his seed spilled out deep within her.
She lay on the forest floor writhing, aching for more of him. He backed away from her and shifted into his bear form. For a split second, she was terrified. She knew he had to bite her, but how badly would it hurt? Would the pleasure she felt make up for the pain?
Ryder’s eyes were downcast as he moved closer to her. She could sense the sorrow emanating from him as his sharp teeth grazed her skin before clamping down on her breast.
Searing pain ripped through her as she cried out to him. Blood trickled out of her and beaded on her skin. He instantly shifted back and cradled her momentarily before flipping her over, forcing her to her hands and knees. Tears flowed down her cheeks as his blossoming erection caressed her ass.
He reached around her and between her legs to rub her clit as best he could. Her mind drifted away from the pain of the bite. His fingers moistened as he coaxed her to come again. As she did, he rammed his cock into her and began to fuck her harder than he had before.
Her hands clawed and gripped the earth. Sweat formed on the tips of her swaying breasts and dripped below. His hands dug into her hips as he thrust into her.
Pulling out of her, he turned her over and made her stand. He closed the distance between them. His hardened shaft pressed against her abdomen. Hands ran along her flesh to the backs of her thighs. He pulled her up to him, settling her pussy just over his cock. He slid easily into her.
She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck while she bounced up and down on him. The rough ridges of tree bark ground against the flesh of her back, scratching her in tiny lines all over. But there was no pain. The bite wound on her breast had already begun to close up.
Visions of the two of them performing the same mating ritual danced before her eyes - flashes of memories, of other lives spent together. She saw them in a castle; she saw them in an ancient hut; she saw them in a field of wildflowers. Each time she saw them somewhere new, one constant remained - the two of them together, making love as passionately as they were now.
The pressure in her core began to build once more. Any doubt she had disappeared entirely as she gave herself to him wholly. Her hips thrust in a steady rhythm, edging her closer to the breaking point. He slipped his arms around her and carried her to the nearby river the fed the water fall, never pulling out of her. They splashed down into the water until it was chest deep on him. Clinging to his body, she fought to stay above the water. She arched her back as waves of ecstasy radiated throughout her.
Their marathon fucking session came to an end a few hours later, after he’d had her against the tree, in the stream, on the ground, atop the motorcycle and finally in his bed. The wound healed as he came harder than he ever had, and the ritual was complete.
They had mated completely. She shifted for the first time on the next full moon when they repeated the sexual escapades from that night, like they were destined to do forever.
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Years passed. Their love for one another grew stronger by the minute. Neither of them ever regretted their decision or doubted that they were made for each other. As they grew on in years, they relished the fact that they would find their way to one another again in the next life.
About Stephanie Summers
Stephanie Summers is a wife and mother of two. She recently graduated from West Virginia University with a degree in accounting, though writing is her true passion. Stephanie seemed to always have a story or two or ten running around in her mind. At the ripe old age of 30, she finally decided it was time to put aside the thought that she didn't have what it took to write a novel and began writing her first story.
Craving is the first installment in the Willow Creek Vampires Series, followed by Haunting. Her short story, Love Forgotten, was chosen to be published in Stardust: A Futuristic Romance Collection (available now). Her contemporary rock star romance, Take Me On, as well as the third installment in the Willow Creek Vampires Series is scheduled to be released later in 2014. Look for a set of erotic short stories to be released soon as well!
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