Lisa's Gift
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From the nightstand by the bed, she watched as he extracted two small ropes.
A sharp spark of apprehension broke the spell he had cast over her. As he turned to gaze at her with darkened eyes, she froze. Surely, he wasn’t thinking about tying her to his four-poster bed.
Fallon almost broke into laughter. She was being foolish. A Master vampire didn’t need ropes to restrain his victims. His magic was more powerful than any slip of cord. If he wanted to suppress her he could accomplish it with a mere thought. She knew this all too well from experience.
Besides, she was strong enough to break a rope or, with a single thought, cause it to go up in flames.
Still it pleased her that when he touched her mind and felt her anxiety, he whispered, “Trust me.”
As he approached, his fangs pressed against his bottom lip. Broad shouldered and lean hipped, he breathed life back into her arousal, stirring the heat of passion to flame anew. If only she could believe the sensual way he smiled at her was for her alone, not just a passing rage of hormones—a one night rodeo.
But trust—never.
And why was she thinking like this? The man was simply a means to an end. Wasn’t he? Just someone to teach her what she needed to know to defeat Chavez.
With long, slow swipes, he ran the cool ropes across her breasts. Her nipples drew even tighter so they pulsated with unrelenting hunger. Her globes felt heavy and achy, needing to feel his hands and mouth on them.
At that moment, Fallon knew she would take what she needed from him, and then she’d be gone. The callous thought vanished as his hand circled her wrist.
Intensity like she’d never seen before flared in his eyes, as he drew her arm above her head. His sultry gaze swept over her body with a touch she could feel across every inch of her skin. It tightened each muscle and tendon inside her with anticipation.
“It makes me hot just thinking of you tied to my bed, helpless to my desires.” His voice was a mixture of sand and silk across her heightened skin. He inhaled, scenting her and she could have sworn his cock grew even firmer.
The sensual picture of her naked, tied to his bed, and this sexy man posed above her released the most delicious wave of moisture to dampen her thighs.
A moment of silence, then he moved forward and asked, “Would you like me to tie you up?”
His cock jerked, gaining her attention. But it was the heaviness in his voice, the hunger in his gaze that warmed her from the inside out. Her tongue slid between her dry lips. “Yes,” she answered before she realized it.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Tie me up and fuck me until the sun rises.
He was true to his promise. Every movement was slow, painfully slow, as he fastened one wrist, and then the other to separate bedposts. His fingertips feathered down the inside of her arm, brushed the swell of one breast, before he traced a line from her waist to her hip. Then he leaned over and lightly blew on her nipple. The sensation was immediate. Sharp stings of fire surged through her breasts, releasing a spasm low in her belly.
“Beautiful,” he said before dipping his head and taking her nub into his mouth.
“Oh…” Fallon’s back arched off the bed, pushing her closer, deeper into his caress. He nipped the hardened peak, and she gasped at the wonderful force shattering in all directions.
“Do you like that?” His voice was warm against her wet skin.
“Oh, God, yes.” The words came fast and needy from her trembling lips. “More. Please. More.” More in like spread my thighs, cowboy, and fuck me all night long.
A rich chuckle surfaced, before he took her other nipple into his mouth. With exquisite pressure he sucked, while kneading her other breast. His tongue made circles around her engorged tip, flicking it several times, making her pull against her constraints.
She wanted to touch him so badly, to feel all that firm muscle beneath her palms, and to hold on to him as he carried her away.
With just a thought she could untie herself. She was dying to weave her fingers through his hair and press him closer to her. But Fallon had to admit, knowing she couldn’t touch him only heightened the depth of her arousal. This was more delicious than she had ever dreamed.
All too soon, he pulled away, sitting up beside her. “Damn, woman, you’re sexy.” He stroked her with his hot gaze, stopping at the apex of her thighs. His breathing was labored. His nostrils flared. “I need to taste you. Now.” The last word came out upon a snarl. The dark, dangerous expression on his face raised the heat in her body.
When he pushed between her legs, spreading her wide, she held her breath. Just the thought of him licking her pussy intimately made her go up in flames.
As he leaned in and ran his tongue across her folds a gush of air burst from her lips, a cry of passion chasing it. Her knees fell apart to give him more access. She raised her hips from the bed, desperately needing him to take her deeper into his mouth. When he clamped down on her clit, drawing it into his mouth, her world tore asunder.
In abandonment, she writhed beneath him. He grasped her hips, holding her still, his mouth and tongue relentless, wringing out her orgasm, forcing her to withstand his assault. Threads of ecstasy ripped from her core, shot up her womb, before rippling to every limb of her body. She tried to hold back the next scream, but couldn’t. Her cry only triggered his hunger. A deep, resonant growl surfaced as he went wild sucking and nipping, his tongue driving harder and deeper into her pussy, until she screeched, “Stop. No more. I can’t take it.”
Lisa’s Gift
Mackenzie McKade
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