The Devil's Son (Dracula's Bloodline Book 8) by Ana Calin

Author:Ana Calin [Calin, Ana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: paranormal romance, Vampire Romance
Publisher: Ana Calin
Published: 2021-04-27T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER IV

Angelique

There aren’t many ways to describe the experience of being possessed by Michael the Bad, the irresistible vampire prince. Feeling wanted by him, seeing him at the edge of sanity with desire, it sends waves of elation through me. It’s how I want to feel every day for the rest of my life.

I want his carnal kiss, I want his cock filling me, and I want it now, but he’s not gonna make it easy on me. There’s a wicked promise in those green eyes when he looks into mine. He’s gonna make me beg for it.

“Do it now, Michael,” I plead. “Push your cock inside of me, I want to feel you so deep that it hurts.”

He bares his vampire fangs at me. I should panic, stiffen, and go dry in a second, but instead I’m so aroused I’m dripping. If he enters me now, despite his girth, he’s gonna slide in as easily as through butter.

“If we do this, there’s no going back. You’re mine, for the rest of your life, and much of it will involve confinement.” He stares deep into my soul from those poison-green eyes on that breathtakingly beautiful face. It seems surreal, how he could morph from this into a demon and then back again, but I’m aware of the devil behind this façade anyway.

And it doesn’t bother me.

I’m not sure anymore which one of us is more fucked up, because the boundaries keep blurring.

“Because I’m a very jealous lover, you see,” he says, pinning me against the tree with his hips pushed into mine, and rubbing his thumbs over my hardened nipples as he cups my breasts. They fill his palms, which sends a heat shock to my pussy. The sensation of being wanted like this is the most exquisite thing.

“I might lock you away, but not alone—with me. I’ll claim you anytime I feel like it, and I’ll feel like it often.” When he crushes his mouth against mine, I push my face up, leaning into him like his kiss is my reason for breath. His stone-hard bare chest presses against mine, and the chains around his neck with the metal thorns push into my breasts. As sexy as that is, the possibility of the metal drawing blood is imminent. In the state that I’m in, I’m not even sure it would matter, but it would take his attention away, put him on high alert, and the heavenly way he’s claiming me would come to a painful stop. I whimper, making him stop and lessen the tension between our bodies.

“Take me, Michael,” I push him, my breath hot with need.

He explores the curves of my body with his hands, the sliding motion slow and velvety and appreciative. When he slides his fingers inside me again, my breath hitches in my throat, and I’m about to come within seconds. He moves his hand expertly, as if he’s known me forever, and grown intensely familiar with my body’s needs and rhythms.

I trace the outline of his erection as my insides pulse around his fingers.

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