A Game Cursed and Deadly (Beyond the Veil Book 1) by Ella Laurenti

Author:Ella Laurenti [Laurenti, Ella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-03-02T00:00:00+00:00

chapter 31

something a little monstrous

teizel

Esme is liquid fire, and the more of her I drink in, the more she burns on the way down. And I can’t get enough. It’s a good thing I fed, or I wouldn’t have been able to control myself, with the way she smells like pure sin, like the Mediterranean shores themselves, all sweet apricots soaked in olive oil. A sated hunger doesn’t stop me from licking a long line down her neck. My fangs extend, gums pulsing painfully. She would be the most delicious meal.

For now, the taste of her body will have to do. I’m dying to savor her orgasm on my tongue.

I hoist her higher on my body, pressing her warm center against my erection, and she mewls the most delectable sound. It makes me grin against the skin of her neck. “Needy little thing, aren’t you?”

Her breath is already short. “It’s been a little while.”

I walk us back to the bed and toss her on the sheets. “Let’s make up for lost time, then.” I take a moment to take in every inviting curve of her, from her small but perky breasts, her trim waist, and the softness of her hips and thighs. She’s the perfect playground. Tipping my chin forward, I say, “your clothes. Take them off.”

Her heartbeat is so fierce I can see it pulsing wildly against her neck. She sits up straighter, grabbing the hem of her sweater vest, and pulls it over her head. Next, her fingers work the buttons of her shirt, but they’re shaky and imprecise. Letting the claws of one hand extend, I hook a finger down the center of the garment and slide it down, making the buttons pop.

She nails me with a glare that lacks any sincere anger. “I liked that shirt.”

I lean down to peck her lips. Stepping back, I strip out of my already opened shirt. “Finish stripping for me. I want you naked.”

“I want you naked, too,” she says, but obeys, dropping the shirt from her shoulders and reaching behind her to unhook her bra. Her tits spring free, as perky as they’d looked under her clothes, topped by golden nipples that stand at attention. I have to dig my unclawed nails into my bicep to keep from leaning down and sucking one in my mouth.

All in due time.

Esme lowers her back to the mattress and lifts her hips, unzipping her pants and wiggling her ass as she drags them down her legs. She’s leaning on my bed in nothing but a pair of black panties, her pussy already soaking through the lacy fabric. I palm my cock through my silk pants. This is the most delicious torture, but I’m ready to take a bite out of her. Metaphorically, for now.

Joining her on the bed, I grab her waist and slide her forward so her head is on my pillow. “How do you feel about restraints?”

The fresh gush of Mediterranean scent is answer enough.

“I’ve never tried that,” she admits. “But I’m not against the idea.

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