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As her breasts melded to the spot just beneath the hard ledge of his pectorals, she said, “I love how your skin feels against mine. How your muscles tighten when my body is pressed to yours, responding to the way we conform to each other.”

“Like we’re one being,” he muttered as his head dipped and he kissed her.

Cass reveled in the sensuality of the moment and the need that seemed to flow between them. Slow and leisurely at first, but as his kiss deepened and his hands roamed her body, the current grew stronger and more intense.

She broke the kiss and his embrace. Finishing what she’d started, she worked the silver fastening on his leather belt and then undid his black dress pants. She shoved the material over his hips and down his powerful thighs, her impatience returning full force. Quickly, she divested him of all of his clothing.

“You could have modeled for Michelangelo’s
David
.”

He gave her a wicked grin. “Who says I didn’t?”

She laughed. “Your arrogance knows no bounds. But you’re only a hundred and fifty years old, give or take a few months.
David
was sculpted six centuries ago, in the early 1500s.”

“Hmm.” He smirked, as though playfully disenchanted she knew art history. “Hopefully, you’re still impressed.”

“I suppose you’ll have to do.”

He chuckled. “So much for the flattery.”

“Any more flattery and we’ll need a bigger villa to accommodate your massive ego.”

“Hard not to have an ego when I’m married to the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. In
any
century.”

She smiled up at him. “You do say the sweetest things.” Then her gaze dropped to his erection. “Speaking of hard…”

She reached for him. Cass loved how his hips jerked forward at her touch. Her fingers wrapped around his thick shaft and she leaned toward him, her tongue darting out and tasting the tip of his cock.

He grunted softly. “I’ve got a short fuse tonight,” he warned.

“That’s okay. I know how quickly you recover.”

Her mouth closed over the head of his cock and she sucked deep, making him buck. He gripped her shoulders with his large hands, as though to steady himself. If she weren’t a vampire, his strong fingers pressing into her skin would likely have left bruises. His vehement reaction to her spurred her on.

The fingers around his shaft moved down to cup his balls as she took him deeper into her mouth. He groaned.

Cass’ head bobbed up and down as she made love to his cock with her mouth. She loved how smooth his skin was against her tongue and how he slid in and out of her mouth, mimicking what he intended to do to her pussy.

“That’s it,” he whispered in a strained tone. “Take me deep into your mouth. That feels so good, sweetheart.”

Pleasuring him thrilled her in a way she’d never imagined before she’d met Marcus. The way his hips jerked as she sucked him hard and the deep, primal grunts that fell from his lips made her determined to get him off. To give him the powerful release he’d given her.

As her fingers gently massaged his balls, she picked up the pace, causing his cock to piston in and out of her mouth. Her lips pressed around his thick shaft and she sucked deep until he exploded inside her mouth as he called out her name.

Making him come was as enjoyable as her own orgasm. Admittedly, she was damn hot for him. Wanted to feel the steel rod that had filled her mouth inside her cunt.

With his hands still on her shoulders, he hauled her to her feet and scooped her up into his arms. He carried her into the bedroom, not uttering a single word. But the hard set of his jaw, the fire burning in his eyes, told her he planned to reciprocate.

And how he always did!

She laughed as he tossed her onto the bed. “One would think you dated back to the days of the caveman.”

“I thought you liked me impatient and dominant.”

“A little rough too,” she added with a wink.

He climbed onto the bed and grabbed her ankles, spreading her legs wide.

“Good thing you’re so resilient.”

“Thanks for making me that way.”

He stared at her a moment, then said, “I wouldn’t have, if you hadn’t agreed. I couldn’t have done it against your will. On the other hand, I can’t imagine not having an eternity with you.”

“Ah,” she said on a sigh as the back of her head hit the pile of pillows on the bed. “All’s well that ends well.”

He let out a half snort. “I’m just getting started.”

About the Author

Multi-published and award-winning author Ava McKnight’s love of romantic fiction began as a teenager. She holds degrees in General Studies and Communications and has worked on newspapers as an editor and reporter. Most recently, she worked in PR, writing speeches and Congressional testimonies.

Ava is a member of Romance Writers of America and one of its Phoenix chapters, Desert Rose. She has served as a Board member, Newsletter Director, National Contest Chairperson and Arbitration Co-Chair. She is also published in romantic fiction as Calista Fox.

Ava welcomes comments from readers. You can find her website and email addresses on her
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