"I am soon going to do all that you and much more. I want to hear your groan and scream when I am wedged inside you."
He brought his forearm over her mouth and she grazed them with her fangs. Her nub was throbbing and he was rubbing and flicking and pressing it, in that sequence. She was trapped between his hands and hips and that rock-hard body. He picked up the pace and she rolled her hips madly. Suddenly she became tense. Brantley pressed his forearm against her mouth. And Bianca—she pierced her fangs in his arm as she chased the onslaught of her orgasm. Brantley threw his head back with pleasure. With his chest heaving, his jaws clenched. "Fuck!" he said and then brought his tongue to her neck and sucked her there while her body jerked with pleasure after pleasure—so intense that she forgot sense of time. Once she settled and her mind came back to present, she realized that her fangs were lodged in his flesh. Immediately she removed herself, feeling bad.
