Free Charleston Past Midnight by Christine Edwards Page B

as he uses my weight to work my body farther down the wide crown of his cock. The invasive stretching is borderline uncomfortable, causing a slight sting, and I pant as he takes his time entering me, allowing my body to adjust to his imposing girth. It doesn’t take long before the need overrides everything else, making me only want more.
    Those dangerous eyes are watching me with the intensity of a lethal predator. He uses his strength to lift me high before bringing me right back down. He pulls back and swings his hips forward, claiming me from below in one perfectly executed thrust.
    I tear my mouth away from his lips and cry out, “Oh! Oh God, Severin! Yes!” The way he feels, so massive and hard inside me, is astounding.
    His only response is a low, guttural sound from the back of his throat that sends shivers straight up my spine. My eyes drift down to admire his carved biceps that are holding me tightly.
    “Yes!” I plead when that glorious body begins to work me with tremendous strength.
    There’s no warning before he starts up a ruthless rhythm, fucking me with nearly violent force against the wall. I knew that his controlled grace belied the wildness of a deadly fighter, and here it is firsthand.
    I’m clinging tightly to his neck as he continues to buck harder, his fingers digging into my thighs. I know what I want more than anything, what will send me hurling over that delicious cliff.
    I tip my head to the side and whisper in a sensual plea, “Do it.” His eyes narrow for a second, as if questioning my intent. I drag in a reassuring breath and add, “I want you to.”
    His eyes bore into mine with absolute intent. Suddenly things begin to turn hazy, nearly dreamlike as he grips me tighter and closes the slight distance between us.
    “Ah! Yes!”
    My stunned cry echoes through the enclosure as his dagger-sharp fangs strike with the fleetness of a viper. There is no pain this time, only ecstasy … pure, undiluted ecstasy.
    Before I even feel him draw from me, I find the combination of being impaled by him too much to take. The torrid spasms start up, ripping right through my body with such explosive force that it feels as if I’m almost on overload. The pleasure is astounding.
    His hips power into my sex relentlessly as he sucks voraciously at my exposed neck. With the wicked orgasm still hitting me full force, I feel him speed up. The violence of the act is nothing I could have ever dreamed of, and all I can do is graciously take his pounding thrusts.
    He drives into me one last time, shoving impossibly deep inside, and I moan helplessly as he snarls down hard into his unyielding bite. I feel him go still, groaning out in ecstasy as his filling heat lashes me deep within my core. His damp forehead and body are pressed firmly against mine. We’re both shaking from the powerful encounter.
    I’m still lost in a haze of delicious tingling sensations when I feel him release my neck. He pulls back slightly to stare intently into my eyes. His have turned back to that fathomless blue color.
    I’m busy drinking them in when in a low rasp he whispers intimately, as if telling me a dark secret, “I’ve found you, by God. I’ve finally found you.”
    * * *
    Buried to the hilt in her silken channel, I watch her reaction to what I just said. Her face is still flushed the most gorgeous shade of pink. I smile inwardly, knowing how hard I drove her. Twin rivulets of blood stream down her flawless ivory neck. I lean in to gently lave my tongue against her skin, knowing that my saliva contains elements that will stop the flow.
    “Severin ….” she whispers softly. 
    Fuck, will I ever get enough of that unique voice of hers? The way my name slides off her little tongue makes me harden instantly.
    I lean back, “Tell me.”
    “That was …. I’ve never ….”
    Her voice trails off, and her head shakes slowly from side to side. She is obviously still dazed. I’m patient, drinking in her beauty as she