Nothing Stays Dead in the South by Taye Steele

Author:Taye Steele [Steele, Taye]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-08-18T05:00:00+00:00

XXVI

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My mother always told me to steer clear of dangerous men. She said that they feed something wild in a woman that should never be fed. Once it’s fed it becomes insatiable. As I’m laying here on Azrael’s bed looking up into his eyes less than twelve hours after he literally ripped a woman’s head off, silently begging him to relieve the ache that’s grown between my thighs, I realized that my mother has never been more correct. I'm completely lost to him.

I’ve long since been divested of my clothing and the rough stitching of Azrael’s duvet plays across my back while he pulls one beaded nipple between his tongue and his teeth, nipping it gently before kissing across the valley of my chest to do the same to the other side. My back arches off the bed as I whimper out his name.

He rears back onto his knees, his fully clothed form a stark contrast to my milky skin, before dipping his fangs into his wrist before offering it to me. I hesitate slightly causing him to lunge forward, pressing a wet kiss to my mouth.

“I need to feed, I’d prefer to feed from you instead of leaving you naked on my bed while I go find someone else to eat, and I need you to heal when I’m done.”

He again places his wrist about an inch above my mouth as I lift my head from the pillows to wrap my lips around the wound, lapping at his blood until the holes he made close on their own accord.

Immediately I feel the familiar flush run through my body that I feel any time I have more than a minuscule amount of his blood in my system. Colors seem brighter, sounds seem louder, and my hunger for him increases tenfold as I begin to writhe beneath him.

“Hmmm. Eager are we?” he teases. He is all too aware of the effect his blood has on me.

He sits back, pulling off his shirt before dipping back down, resting his lips across mine and dipping his tongue briefly inside my mouth before standing and removing his boots and pants. I don’t think I’ll ever grow tired of seeing him nude. The body art that decorates his skin is so beautiful and unique that I could spend hours admiring it. As I catch sight of his hard cock, all thoughts about his tattoos evaporate.

He returns to the bed, lifting and flipping me onto my stomach with inhuman speed before sliding inside of me in a single motion. I cry out in ecstasy at the feeling of him filling me as I dip my face down to the mattress and stretch my arms out in front of me, gathering handfuls of bedding in my fists.

He runs a hand up my back, before resting it in my hair, tugging slightly, and using it as leverage as he begins to thrust into my wet channel.

“Do you like that, baby? The way my cock feels inside you?” He drives home harder after the words leave his lips and my eyes roll back.

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