Free Addict by Lexi Blake

cara mia ,” he whispered. His satisfaction slid across my skin.
    He was so hard I had to shift to adjust to his size. It was odd but the pain did nothing to deter me. I liked a bite of pain. His cock was too big, but he shoved in anyway and I adjusted to accept my lover. He felt so good as he started to thrust into me. I heard a deep groan come from the back of my throat. He thrust in and pulled out savagely, as though the day we’d spent apart had been too much and he needed to mark me again.
    I wound my legs around his lean waist and pushed back against him. He angled up, finding that place deep inside me that made me want to howl. The she-wolf who lived within me needed this. Somehow, I could feel her moving inside me, animating me. She lived for violence and sex. I could get a two-shot with Marcus—a mighty orgasm and enough of an edge to satisfy my wolf. I let my head fall back so he could see the long line of my throat. I knew he could hear the pulse of my heart and the throb of blood pumping through my system. He held my head still, forcing me to look into his eyes. Heat flashed through me as his eyes darkened, going to a pure black and crowding out the white as he let me see the vampire living deep in his soul. He ground himself against me as his eyes pulled me in.
    This was the best place in the world. I surrendered to his magic and let it take me along. There was no danger here, no harsh realities. There was no betrayal in this place. In this world, I was his, and he was mine. We were all we could ever need. I felt the great force of Marcus’s will and clutched his silky hair as he struck. I sobbed as he pulled on the vein in my neck and I came forcefully.
    Marcus was still feeding when his orgasm hit. His body tensed, but he kept his fangs securely in my neck as he pumped into me. His pelvis thrust and thrust until he had nothing left. Finally, he drew one last time on my vein. I shuddered as he released his hold then fell on top of me. He didn’t try to keep his weight off me. He knew I found comfort in it. I loved to be surrounded by him. Everywhere our skin touched I felt a sense of connection. It had been a long day without his skin next to mine. My arms wound around him, and I hated his shirt in that moment. It kept me from him.
    He rested against me, letting softness replace the quick and hard fucking he’d given me. I needed this. I needed long, luxurious moments when he stroked me and our intimacy seemed to be the only thing of importance in the world. Time stretched out as I let his satisfaction sink into my soul. Every time we made love, I believed a little more that I was worthy of his affection.
    After a long moment, he kissed me softly and moved his weight to the side.
    “Come with me, bella . I’ve drawn a bath for us. I wanted to spend time with you before the rush of visitors come calling on our door.” He stood and gracefully discarded the rest of his clothes. I watched him, loving every inch of skin he exposed. I sighed as he cradled me to his chest and carried me into the master bathroom. I always felt delicate and feminine when he carried me around.
    This was where I’d wanted to be all day. I sank back against my lover in the hot water, his arms wrapping around me. He kissed my hair lovingly. I’d wanted to be skin to skin with him. I craved it like an addict. Marcus had told me that one day I wouldn’t need this. He’d explained that in a few years, I would be the one who likely walked away, but I couldn’t see it happening.
    “I ordered dinner for you. Tomorrow, I’ll prepare it myself, but tonight I wanted the time with you. I needed to be with you. Tell me about your day, cara mia ,” Marcus demanded softly.
    I glanced around the magnificent bathroom. It was a gorgeous monstrosity of marble and mirrors. The tub we were in was built for two and jetted. The water swirled around us. Despite Marcus’s wealth, our home in Venice was quite sedate and European. It’s gorgeous