Fated(53)

“Vackra, I cannot resist you. The feel of your skin....”

Without waiting for a response, he sheathed himself inside of me and a growl of pleasure escaped from his throat. He withdrew almost completely and then thrust his hips to bury himself back inside of my moist, tight pussy. He began to move again in slower, fuller strokes as he rocked his hips against me languidly.

“You are so hot and tight, Josephine. Jag älskar knulla dig. Din fitta är såvåt.”

I cried out as I pressed against him. Our rhythm was slow, his body taking the time to explore mine as one hand continued to palm my breasts with relish, the other rubbing small circles over my swollen clit. He was slow and methodical as we moved together, neither of us wanting the intimacy of the moment to end.

“Stefan...” I moaned softly, my body writhing against the firm and erotic feel of his hands on my skin. I couldn't hold back as I began to clench around him, causing his speed to increase, his thrusts long and deep. The slickness of my flushed skin slid against the silky hardness of his body, the coolness of his flesh against my own was intoxicating.

“Ah, vackra. The way you feel makes me want to eat you alive.”

His sexy mental words sent waves of electricity throughout my body, causing all lucid thoughts to leave my mind. My hands moved backwards to roughly grab his thick, blond hair. His lips drifted down my arm and his fangs scraped against my sensitive skin.

“Don't stop, Stefan...” I released another wanton moan, my hips grinding against him with more force. My heart was thudding in my chest and my breath was coming in gasps.

“I will never stop fucking you.” Stefan's hips bucked to accent each word he thought to me.

His fingers moved faster over my clit. His hips began to frantically drive faster inside of my pussy and our voices blended together in a symphony of sensual moans. We continued to move in perfect harmony together, I answered each of his thrusts with a slight roll of my hips, pressing harder against the rigidness of his cock inside of me.

Waves of ecstasy started to course through my body, my inner walls constricting, rhythmically clamping around him as my powerful orgasm overtook me. I turned my neck to the side, exposing my throat to him.

“I want to feel you bite me when I come, Stefan.”

His tongue ran over my neck and then I felt the sting of his fangs sinking into my skin. A broken cry fell from my lips as I clenched around him, shuddering in bliss. Stefan's hips moved erratically against me as he emptied inside of me, his mouth sucking gently against my neck. I felt his fangs retract only to be replaced by his tongue, lazily licking over the slowly disappearing puncture marks.

Slowly rolling to face him, our lips met in a tender kiss. Our tongues tangled together softly, reflecting the closeness of the moment we had shared. My hands ran along the length of his lean, muscled back to palm his toned ass, my leg moving to rest over his hip. His large hands spread across the small of my back, pressing me tightly against his chest.

My mouth left his to nestle my forehead against the crook of his neck and I sighed into the coolness of his skin, savoring the sweetness of the moment.

The only sound in the room was our breathing, my steady heartbeat and the sound of the waves breaking in the distance. His fingers gently stroked the curve of my thigh against him, his touch tender and reverent.

“I spoke with my contact with the Council via e-mail last night. He will let me know what he discovers.” Stefan's voice was still husky as it broke the silence that had settled over the room.

“Stefan, he can be trusted, right?” I asked uneasily. The last thing I needed was a vampire with a big mouth to start asking questions that needed immediate answers. Questions that I didn't really want to answer.

“Of course. I have known him for 300 years, Josephine.”

“It just makes me nervous, Stefan. I trust you, I just don't trust him.”

Reluctantly pulling out of his embrace, I stretched lazily as I walked into the bathroom. I froze as my eyes went blank and my mind misted over as a vision flashed in my head. I could see myself having dinner with Anna and Georgia, then a brief glimpse of myself on a crowded dance floor with them both, my head thrown back in laughter. The vision went hazy, blackness creeping around the edges to cloud the rest of the vision.

Shaking my head, I ran my fingers through my tangled hair. It was apparent I was going to be seeing Anna and Georgia tonight. The blackness to vision meant Stefan or Lukas was involved. I just hoped that Georgia could manage to not anger the sexy beast in the other room for one night.

“By the way, Lukas is back. He planned an outing for all of us this evening. Something about drinks and dancing.” Stefan's mental voice floated into my thoughts, a slight hint of humor coloring his words.