Free Her Vampire Mate by Tabitha Conall Page A

he’d worn her out. Nevertheless, she couldn’t go to sleep until they were finished.
    He kissed her, settling his body on top of hers. She accepted him eagerly, if a little languidly, wrapping her arms and legs around him as she kissed him back.
    “Time for your underwear to come off,” she said with a squeeze to his butt.
    “Are you sure? I warn you, tesorina, I cannot hold out for long foreplay. When these come off, I will be inside you within seconds.”
    “After putting on a condom.”
    He paused, waited until she met his eyes. “Amore, there’s no need for a condom.”
    Her brow scrunched, then smoothed as she thought about it. Vampires, being undead, carried no disease and could not have children.
    “All right, then.” Her voice sounded soft.
    He didn’t bother asking if he was her first vampire lover. It was clear he was, and no wonder, considering the incident in her childhood. She no doubt would not have taken him to bed either, except the fates had pushed her to it.
    He pressed a kiss to her lips then quickly stood, yanked off his boxer briefs and re-joined her on the bed.
    “Shit,” she said. “I don’t know if I’ll ever get over how fast you can move. I didn’t even get a look at you.”
    “There’ll be time for that later.” He nudged her damp folds with the head of his cock. “Ready?”
    Her mouth curled up in a smile, her eyes sparkling. “Of course.”
    Looked like she’d woken up again. He pushed inside her, unprepared for the way he felt when he’d seated himself fully. It felt more than good, more than the perfect fit. It felt right.
    But he still didn’t feel certain. Disappointment washed over him. He hadn’t realized how much he wanted to know she was his soulmate, and more—to know now, with sex. If he had to drink her blood in order to know for sure, he might never know.
    Jennalynn wrapped her legs around him until they were tangled together tightly. She shifted her hips but with him lying heavily on top of her and not moving, she couldn’t do much.
    He needed to shake off these feelings and get on with it. It wasn’t like having sex with Jennalynn was a hardship.
    Lifting himself a little, he slid out of her then thrust back in. Moaning, he said, “I don’t remember the last time it felt like this.”
    Her fingers tightened on his back. “It’s never felt like this.”
    He was tempted to agree with her but it seemed cruel to both of them. If it turned out she wasn’t his, it would be hard enough as it was.
    He kissed her while they set up a steady, pounding rhythm. She dug her fingers into his back but not so it hurt. He just felt claimed by her.
    “You probably want to bite me,” he whispered in her ear.
    “I do.” Her voice sounded garbled, deeper.
    He pulled back enough to look at her. Her beautiful blue eyes were now a burnished gold. Her mouth had widened slightly and sharp fangs grew on both the bottom and top.
    He felt a shiver and realized the thought of being bitten by those teeth was not altogether pleasant. Maybe neither one of them wanted the bite.
    No matter. “Will it make it easier or harder on you if you bite me?”
    Her eyes rolled back a little and she growled. “Don’t know.” He could barely make out the words. She writhed underneath him, her pussy tightening around his cock.
    Antonio brushed the hair back from her face. “What do you want to do?” He asked himself the same thing—what did he want? To his surprise, he wanted to be hers. He might be afraid of her teeth but he wanted her mark.
    What on earth was wrong with him?
    Her eyes focused on him again and she grabbed the back of his neck. “Mine.”
    His breath caught. She was the sexiest, wildest, most amazing thing he’d ever seen. “Then do it. Bite me.”
    She nodded, her eyes on his. He saw the predator in her, the way she captured his gaze and stared him down, the way she held his neck taut as she moved her teeth closer and closer to his shoulder. “When we come.” Her