Page 115 of Burn for Her

It was time.

Dorian grabbed his karambit. Bringing the tip of the blade to his neck, he made a sharp, quick slice. The pain didn’t register at all. Not with so much pleasure rocking his system right now.

Lena didn’t need instruction. Her instincts and desires ran the show now. Dorian tensed the instant her mouth latched onto him. With a roar, he exploded in divine pleasure as she swallowed him down.

Holy. Fuuuuuck.

Dorian scratched down her back before grabbing her hips to rock Lena back and forth on his cock while they took from each other. She started making mewling noises. Pulled from his vein harder. Gulped all she could.

He was never going to get enough of this.

With one final pull from her vein, Dorian licked her wounds closed and kept rocking her back and forth while she continued drinking from him.

This was… indescribable.

There was nothing like it in all the world.

“That’s it. Take from me,” he coaxed her. “Let me sustain you. Let me be all you need.” He cradled the back of her head, holding her close to him and flipped her onto her back. With short, quick thrusts, he made her come three more times.

Because it wasn’t enough to just give her immortality.

She wrapped her body around him and pulled mouthfuls of blood from his body. He stood up and carried her over to the wall to rail her harder. Her teeth sank into his flesh, her tongue lapping at him. The combination made Dorian roar and set his veins ablaze. He rocked against her harder, using his body to find both pleasure and completion for her sex and her hunger.

Her inner walls tightened more and more.

Lena broke off his neck, tipped her head back, and screamed. Their skin slapped together as their pants grew louder. A picture fell off the wall. He put a dent in the drywall.

“Keep going.” Holding her, Dorian tilted her hips and forced her to slam down on him, over and over and over again.

“Yes, Dorian!”

Sweat soaked tendrils stuck to her forehead and cheeks. Her eyes were alight, cheeks flushed. But he knew her hunger, her desperate desire to explode. She wanted more and he was there for it.

With a guttural noise, Dorian pulled her off his cock, dropped her onto the floor, and slammed into her from behind. Angling her hips, he drove himself balls deep into her wet heat, turning into a merciless monster starved for her pleasure.

His cock was covered in her cream. His nostrils flared with her cherry blossom scent. His mouth still savored the taste of her blood. He was close… so close to coming now.

Dorian caged her in with his arms and bit down on the back of her shoulder. Not to drink, just to pin.

“Fuck! Yes!” She cried out. “Oh my God, oh my God, ohmygodohmygod.” Lena clawed the floor, her sharper nails digging into the hardwood. He slammed into her hard enough for both of them to see stars. “Come for me,” she gasped. “Come inside me again. I want to feel you inside me every way I can. Fill me.”

Dorian was all too happy to grant her wish. Grinding his cock, swirling his hips, and slamming into her one, two, three more times, he roared as he came inside his mate. His cock pumped so much cum into her, it dripped out of her pussy, between her thighs and all over him.

He lost his breath at the sight of her. Swollen, wet, messy. Blood was everywhere.

Wait…

He touched his neck to make sure the wound had closed. It hadn’t. No big deal. His body just needed a little more time. Hell, he just depleted himself in every way for his mate just now. He might need a minute. Plus, he was more worried about Lena. “Are you okay?” Holy Hell, his voice didn’t even sound like his own. It was deeper and coarser than usual.

Lena lay on her belly still gasping for breath.

“Hang on.” He slipped out of her slick heat and stumbled to the bathroom. Yeah, woah, she must have really taken her fill if he was too weak to even stand right now. Dorian didn’t mind though. She could suck him down to a husk and he’d soar with delight about it. Snagging a towel from a rack, he staggered back to the bed and attempted to clean her off a little.

“Turn over for me.” He coaxed and caressed her ass. “Let me clean you up a little more.”

Lena rolled over, her breaths shallower and faster now. She shuddered when he swiped between her thighs. Groaned when he pressed a kiss to her belly. He crawled up her body and peppered kisses all over her sweet face. She curled into a ball and whimpered.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “It’ll be over soon.”