Free Vampires Seduction #1 (The Paranormal Town Romance Series) by Tasha Scott

deeper
into the cave before he remembered that she was not wearing shoes. He heard her
yelp, "Ouch," when she stubbed her toe on a rock. He lifted her into
his arms and began to carry her along through the snaking passages. The walls
glowed with cool water smoothly trickling down, lit by tactically placed
candles along the way.
    Gunnar was very much aware of Anca's wafts of breath on his chest and could feel the heat emitting from her body,
which seemed to smolder into him like a brand on a head of cattle. She felt him
grip her even more firmly. Her face flushed. Suddenly, he made an abrupt left
turn and then a quick right turn and plopped her on the ground in front of him,
rather forcefully. The candles in the chamber danced in excitement, swaying one
way to the other before whipping back again.
    "I can't." He pulled her close and
whispered into her ear, smelling the sweet perfume of what? Was it Bond, or
Velvet Orchid, or maybe even Giorgio Armani? Then he knew, as he nuzzled her
neck, placing gentle kisses, it was Gucci's "Guilty" which was
exactly how he felt at that moment. He inhaled deeply and then yanked her away
from him roughly and stared openly at her nipples firm against the black silk
gown, and then he pulled her again against his chest. " Anca , let me…" He
stopped speaking as his fangs clicked into position. He put his hand on hers
and guided it to the hard unyielding bulge in his pants. He whispered,
"Feel this. I need you. I can't go on like this."
    Her brown eyes were wide and she felt him run his
hands up her sides. She felt the fabric of the dress inching up with each
movement of his fingers, like a spider spinning for a web. Her hand stayed
steadfastly where he put it. More gently now, he pushed her away from him. He
pulled her gown up and over her head, rolled it into a black silk ball and
tossed it behind her. The blanket was on the floor. She watched as he removed
all of his clothes and stood in front of her with a thick steel shaft rising
toward the cave's ceiling. He reached out and cupped her breasts in both his
hands, squeezing her nipples gently between his fingers. She whimpered.
    "I want to ram myself into your sweet vagina
and take you as mine," he whispered in her ear as he pulled her against
him. He inhaled deeply, more "Guilt" that was clinging to her
porcelain swan-like neck stormed his nostrils. His right hand reached down
between her legs and with his fingers he gently opened her, allowing his carnal
desires to override all his other emotions. She was wet as he slid his finger
unrelentingly into her; she threw her head back and closed her eyes. He slipped
just the tip of his rigid maleness into her, right at the entrance of her
delicious grotto, not moving, just holding himself there, the tip of his penis
peeking into her cave, oozing with droplets of his cold semen, not wanting her
to pull away.
    " Ohh Anca ," he groaned, but he did not move. He waited. He
wanted her, but did she know, did she understand? Did she want him? Had she
heard about vampire sex? "Do you know how it will be?" He whispered
hoarsely. She shook her head "no ".
    "It will be wild and maybe even hurtful. You
may feel like I am ripping your body in half." He was calm, staring into
her unblinking eyes. "Once I start I will not stop."
    She felt his penis against her vagina, pulsating and
without even thinking she was pulsating to his rhythm, wanting him to push
himself into her, taking all of her. She felt a surge of electricity run
through her body, and she put her arms tightly around his neck and pulled his
lips to hers. "Kiss me." She whispered. He pressed his lips against
her, hard, smashing her lips, biting them, sticking his tongue forcefully into
her mouth, seeking her tongue, entwining, twisting, and then, she felt her skin
rip deep inside her vagina, a sharp pain like when you cut yourself with a
large knife while peeling an apple, but a much deeper cut than that. She
screamed as he lifted her body and placed