“Rhys, do not make me wait,” Mari groaned as she ran her fingers through his hair grabbing on, trying to force his head closer.
“Slow down.”
“I haven’t been with a man in a hundred years,” she growled.
Lifting his head, he met her gaze. “Exactly. That’s why you will slow down. I will not hurt you, Mari, no matter how fast and hard you want to mate.”
Her heart sped at his words and the glow of his eyes. “Alpha.”
Rhys grinned. His fingers worked into her hair near her scalp and held her as he attacked her mouth. He knew she was a powerful being, and if she didn’t accept his dominance during their first mating, she never would, and that he wouldn’t accept. Two alphas in a relationship was hard; if one didn’t yield they’d have a hard time being together as a couple, and from her body language, she accepted his dominance. “You will not orgasm without my permission, do you understand?”
“Yes.” She breathed as heavily as he did.
“I know it’s been a while and you’re primed, but you will wait and enjoy the pleasures I give you.”
“But, you’ll hurry right?”
“When it pleases me. Now get naked, woman.”
“Woman?”
Rhys chuckled as she undressed quickly. “Yes, my woman.” Moving away, he stripped swiftly, smiling when her eyes lowered to his thick erection. Her pink tongue wetting her lips had his cock jumping. “Suck him for me.” His voice husky, Rhys groaned when her warm mouth moved over his wide head. Lowering his hand, he gently placed it on top of her head. He really shouldn’t have her do this; he was ready to explode and groaned when her tongue tickled the skin on the underside of his cock. Her fingers lightly grazed his balls. He groaned as her warm mouth settled over his head, taking him in slowly. His buttocks clenched as she moved further down his shaft, engulfing his cock down her throat. “Baby, don’t hurt yourself,” he mumbled.
Moving her mouth back up, she let her lips barely touch his wide head as she glanced up, her gaze moving over his body. Her pussy clenched with wanting. Rhys’ body was firm with enough muscle to show his strength. Not like those wimpy vamps portrayed in movies now where they were skinny and pale. Gods if they only knew the real thing lived right next door. Rhys was the perfect picture of how a vampire should be portrayed.
“Baby, are you day dreaming?”
“Only about you.” Sucking him quickly, Mari smiled at his gasping moan and tightening fingers in her hair.
Rhys growled as he lifted her up his body, his tongue stroking deeply into her mouth, hers initiating a sensuous duel. His fingers delved into her hair, clutching against her scalp, his lips demanding and hungry as he pressed his erection against her damp pussy. Turning, he lowered her. Kneeling on the floor, his nostrils flared with her intoxicating scent.
Mari moaned as his large hands moved her thighs apart, exposing her swollen folds to his gaze. Her hips arched at the brush of his knuckles over her and then he buried his mouth against her pussy. Mari cried out as she squirmed against him, his hands holding her thighs apart as he devoured her. “Oh my god!” She was trying to hold on. She could do it. Then the rush of the endorphins hit her. “Rhys, please! Oh my god I’m going to come!” she screamed, her eyes tearing up with the battle to hold her orgasm back—and then his mouth was gone. Gasping, her body trembled uncontrollably as he moved over her, her legs stretching, going over his thighs as he knelt in front of her. She cried with pleasure as his fat cock filled her slowly, his thickness stretching her swollen insides. “Come on, Rhys. Please!”
“Please what, my love?”
“Faster,” she growled.
The side of Rhys’ mouth tilted up as he fully encased himself in her warmth. “You are so tight, honey. I don’t want to hurt you.” Grabbing her hips when she went to thrust against him, he held her in place.
Mari’s head moved to the side as her pussy clenched around his hard cock.
“You’re making this hard,” he said between clenched teeth. Moving slowly out of her, the sweat beaded on his forehead as he entered her slowly again.
“Damn, Rhys, move!”
“When I say so wench!” Smacking her inner thigh he met her gaze as she turned her head his way. Slowly he pumped her once, twice. He held her hips tight, and when her muscles clenched around him again he started thrusting with vigor.
“Not yet, Mari, not yet,” Rhys said through clenched teeth. The desire to give this woman the ultimate pleasure stirred him to hold onto his own passions. His eyes shifted with the heating of her body. The sheen of sweat on her delicate skin had his fangs descending as his thumb lowered to her engorged clit.