Surrounded By Temptation(26)

“Good morning, my beautiful angel,” Rob mumbled against her hair as he nuzzled it. And his face wasn’t the only part of him rubbing against her.

“How good is it gonna be, Robbie?” she teased.

“Oh, baby, I’m so good, I can make you beg for it.” He chuckled as he continued to kiss her neck and then grinded his cock against her ass. When she arched her back, moving her hips to give him greater contact, he growled playfully and rolled her over. “You’re a little vixen this morning, angel.” He reached into the nightstand for a condom and quickly donned it.

“How can a vixen be an angel?” she asked, giggling. Her laughter died on a moan as his lips found hers. He licked her lips, nudging them apart and then slowly slid his tongue into her mouth, lightly massaging its counterpart.

Her legs wrapped around his waist of their own volition, and since they’d been sleeping together in the nude, he had clear access to her pussy. She lifted her hips and he slid in. They both groaned at the delicious friction.

“Robbie,” she moaned. “Like that. Take me, baby.” His thrusting went from easy and languid to rough and fast. He started fucking her with renewed determination at her command. Rob was a vocal person, but whenever she voiced her sexual need, it never failed to get his engine running.

He growled and her eyes snapped up to his. Oh shit. His fangs were out. It wasn’t the first time they’d descended during sex, or even foreplay, but that virile look in his eyes caused her to pause.

“Robbie? You okay?” She panted because he was still fucking her relentlessly.

He groaned and dug his head into the area where her shoulder met her neck. “Yeah, angel. Just. Want. You.”

“You have me,” she breathed, and she didn’t know where that had come from.

He growled loudly, rose above her, and thrust so hard that the headboard banged against the wall with every forward progression. “Mine,” he rasped. “Say it!”

She squeezed her lips shut and shook her head, pushing at his shoulders in defiance but churning her hips to bring her closer to orgasm.

“Now, angel. Say it, damn it!” He grabbed her hair and yanked her head to the side. He lowered his head and licked the veins throbbing in her neck, but then suddenly pulled back and stared down at her. “Mine. Mine!”

She shook her head again and he hissed at her. His fangs were menacingly long.

“No, Robert,” she ordered in her most authoritative voice.

He growled again and stabbed into her so perfectly that she finally flew off the precipice. When she screamed his name, he roared, but he was cut shot as he turned his head quickly away from her. She heard him whimpering as the cloud of her climax lifted.

And then she saw blood.

“Oh my God, Rob, are you okay?” She grabbed his head and made him look at her. Blood trickled down his chin and dripped onto her chest. Her eyes darted all over him, landing on his wounded arm. He’d bitten himself. Before she could ask him why, he leapt from the bed, dragging a startled cry from her when his penis left her vagina so abruptly.

He ran to the fridge, and she watched him as he pulled the capped syringe out, shaking as he fumbled with it. She rose and headed toward him to help.

“No. Stay there. I don’t want to hurt you.”

That made her freeze.

“Robbie, you’re not going to hurt me. You just got really turned on and your fangs came out. It’s happened before.”

He panted as he stabbed the needle into his bare hip, and then he backed away from her as he rubbed the injection site and then ripped off the condom. “I have to go. I need to get to work.”

“It’s before breakfast. Your family won’t be out there yet.”

But her response wasn’t acknowledged as he grabbed the door and ran from her cabin bare-ass naked.

* * * *

Rob had skipped breakfast, choosing to shower first and then shift and run instead. Being with Ariel was amazing. He was in love with her and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. But each time they made love, it got harder and harder for him to resist the temptation of his lion claiming her. The command she’d uttered had been the breaking point for him. He’d been loving her with care and then the moment she demanded that he take her, he wanted nothing more. To his lion, it was an offering. But he knew it was just sexual and he couldn’t give in to that desire to possess her fully. So he fled at the first opportunity—after making sure he got his daily dose of docile juice. He was so revved up, he knew he’d needed all the help he could get.

After he ran for hours, he went back home to shower and get ready for work. Thankfully, he hadn’t smelled Ariel in her cabin when he’d passed. Otherwise, he wasn’t sure he would’ve been able to stop himself from going over there.