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pushed it deep. His cock jerked when her inner muscles clenched tight around it.

Growling deep in his throat, he carefully inserted another finger and then a third.

Closing his eyes, he savored the feeling of her body gripping him tight. His hand

was wet with her juices and he reluctantly withdrew them from her. Shifting closer, he

gripped her waist to hold her steady as he stroked his hard shaft over the slick folds of

her pussy, coating himself in her cream. Incredible. Slipping one of his hands down in

front of her, he flicked her clit as he continued to rub his cock over her.

She was whimpering now. Moving her bottom toward him as he stroked over her

heated flesh. He wanted to enter her, but didn't. He concentrated on Laurel Rose,

wanting her to climax once again and coat his cock in her essence. She was close. He

could sense it in her frantic movements as she bucked back against him.

The next time she shoved her bottom against him, he drove his cock deep into her

cunt. Screaming, she shattered around him. Stefan gritted his teeth, his fingers digging

into her hips as he grabbed her and held on. It took all his concentration not to come

inside her then. Her inner muscles rippled around his cock, desperately trying to entice

him to join her.

Flexing his hips, he withdrew from her silky depths. Sweat coated his body and

rolled down his back, giving silent testament to just how hard it had been for him not to

give in to the temptation of release. Gasping for breath, he carefully traced the tight

opening of her behind with his finger. It was coated with her cream and he pushed the

tip inside. The muscles tightened, resisting, but he continued to push slowly and

steadily. Now that she had been converted she would feel every sensation more deeply,

but would be able to take him in this way much easier than she would have been able to

when she was still human.

Laurel Rose moaned, her fingers digging into the sheets. He knew that the spasms

of her orgasm were still surging through her body, but she pushed her behind toward

him, giving him silent permission to proceed.

Stefan slowly inserted a second finger. Like the first, it was heavily coated in her

cream, making it easier for him to work it slowly deeper. She stiffened and he

immediately stopped. "Try to relax."

"It hurts, but it feels good too," she cried.

He kept his fingers still as the muscles of her behind contracted and relaxed,

eventually becoming accustomed to the new intrusion. Slowly, he pulled his fingers

almost all the way out before sliding them forward again. Laurel Rose was panting hard

now, her entire body shaking with her growing need. A thin sheen of sweat covered

him as he struggled to keep from coming on the sheets.

Knowing he couldn't wait any longer, he withdrew his fingers and positioned his

cock at the tight, puckered opening of her anus. Carefully, he pushed the head of his

slick shaft inside, pressing past the initial resistance of her body.

Laurel Rose froze, even though he could feel her body tightening, signaling that she

was close to coming yet again. "Just relax and let me in." He eased his cock another inch

deeper. He could feel her muscles, unused to such a thing, tightening and loosening in a

maddening rhythm. He was panting hard now, struggling for control.

"It burns, but it feels so good." He could hear her confusion mixed with growing

desire as she squirmed against him.

Reaching a hand around her, he stroked his fingers over the sensitive folds of her

pussy before dipping them inside. Laurel Rose moaned, and when she pushed her ass

back toward him, he shoved himself a little deeper. Time lost all meaning as he slowly

worked the entire length of his shaft past all natural resistance, burying himself deep in

her ass. His fingers continued to play with her, not allowing her to come down from her

orgasm, but driving her back up again.

"Stefan," she rotated her bottom in a maddening motion. His entire body was made

of stone, ready to explode at any moment. "I want more. I need more," she moaned.

"Tell me," he growled. "Ask me."

"I need you to fuck me." She tightened all the muscles of her ass and cunt around

him as she gasped the words. Her fingers were gripping the sheets, tearing them in her

frantic attempt to find something to hold on to.

Still desperately trying to be gentle with her, he pulled back slightly before rocking

back into her. With each rocking motion he made, he withdrew a fraction more before

easing back into her tight ass. It wasn't long before Laurel Rose was moving with him,

yelling, screaming and pleading with him for release.

The beast slipped its leash as Stefan responded to her pleas. Banding one arm

around her waist, he held her immobile as he finger-fucked her pussy while he rocked

his cock in and out of her tight ass. His head was spinning with the emotions driving

through his body, firing his blood. Lust, desire and love were in every thrust, every

touch and every thought.

He pressed his fingers tight to the wall of her pussy and could feel his cock

throbbing hard as he pushed deep for one final stroke. "Come for me, Laurel Rose," he

commanded. "Now." He felt her orgasm begin just as his own consumed him. Bucking

hard against her, he emptied his cock, his cum spewing into her behind. Tipping back

his head, Stefan howled. The long, eerie sound filled the room and spilled out into the

night.

Totally spent and exhausted, he managed to pull out of her body before collapsing

onto the bed next to her. His lungs were working like a bellows as he wrapped his arm

around her and pulled her tight against his chest. "Mine," he uttered with absolute

authority.

He could hear her gasping for breath as her body continued to shiver and shake. He

could feel her pleasure and it sent another spasm shooting though his own body. They

were still connected in so many ways even though he was no longer inside her. That

connection would grow stronger over time. They were truly part of one another now.

Laurel Rose squirmed against him, moving closer until she found a spot she liked.

Grasping his hand in hers, she placed it over her heart. He could feel its steady rhythm

against his palm as it grew slower and fainter. Her breathing evened out and he knew

she was almost asleep.

He knew he should ask Laurel Rose if she was all right, but thought and speech

were beyond him. Nothing in his life had ever felt as right as being with her. Using the

last of his energy, he mentally checked every window and door in the house, making

sure they were all closed and locked tight. A quick mental command closed and locked

her bedroom door. With the heavy curtains closed and the extra blanket over the

window, the room was pitch black. Satisfied that they were both safe, Stefan relaxed.

Dawn was yet a few hours away, but he was content where he was. Cradling his

woman in his arms, Stefan allowed sleep to take him.



Chapter Thirty



Laurel Rose snuggled deeper into her pillow, not wanting to wake yet. She'd been

having the most wonderful dreams. Sighing, she tried to stretch but found she couldn't

move. A large male body was wrapped tight around her, effectively caging her in place.

She stilled and her eyes popped open. It hadn't been a dream. They'd really done all

those things.

Heat crept up her cheeks as she remembered her screaming and pleading with

Stefan to fuck her. She could still feel his long, thick fingers inside her pussy as he

pushed his cock into her from behind. It had been painful at first, but it had also felt so

amazingly good. Stefan had filled her body with himself, driving her to heights of

ecstasy that she'd never even imagined. She squirmed at the thought, her breasts

swelling and her nipples puckering, and she stifled a groan as her muscles complained,

reminding her of the unfamiliar activity.

"How do you feel?" Stefan's breath teased her neck as he placed a soft kiss on the

nape.

Laurel Rose wanted to bury her head and hide, not quite ready for the morning

after--or evening after, as the case may be. Fighting the instinct to just burrow under

the covers and feign sleep, she turned in his arms so that she was flat on her back

looking up at him as he propped himself up on one heavily muscled arm and loomed

over her. How did she feel? She gave his question serious thought before replying.

"I feel like myself, only more. Does that make sense?" She couldn't quite explain

exactly what she was experiencing, only that she was changed. Yet she was the same. It

was confusing.

Stefan picked up a strand of her hair and began to stroke it over her arm. The man

did seem to love to play with her hair. "Yes. It makes sense. You're still Laurel Rose,

still the same person you've always been." He allowed the dark strand to sift through

his fingers and fall across her breasts. "But now all your senses are more developed.

You're more powerful, have greater abilities than you can even imagine."

She frowned and he immediately rubbed away the frown lines with the pad of his

thumb. "Do not worry so. We have all the time in the world for you to discover and test

all your new powers. Your land is safe and the threat to you is gone." His features

hardened, his eyes glowed as he spoke and she knew he was remembering what had

happened.

"It's over now." She stroked her hand over his chest, the need to comfort him

overwhelming all else. He carried so much responsibility on his broad shoulders. But