Gliding two fingers slowly over my hip, then lower, his eyes met mine again as he kissed the area directly below my belly button. Biting my lip, I groaned low, my eyes on his as those same two fingers slipped through my sensitive folds, slick with need for him. His breath caught, and his desired groan echoed mine as he gently slid his fingers inside my tight channel, filling me where I needed it most.
“Ezra,” I moaned, unable to hold still, and rocked against his fingers. Hearing his breathing become pants was only an added stimulation, and my head fell back, letting the water rush over my face. “Ezra…please.” He was teasing me, not giving me want I wanted: his mouth were I needed it. Rolling my hips faster, his fingers began to thrust more severely, my body trembling with pleasure all consuming. “Baby, more. I need more.”
“There it is,” he moaned, and then he fueled my need. His mouth was on me.
I screamed, grasping his head as his tongue dipped through my folds, finding my clit and pressing. He laved his talented tongue back and forth as his Vampire growled, sounding hungry and greedy. I lurched against him, undulating rapidly in time to his fingers and mouth.
The fever inside me swelled, and my head fell forward so I could see his stunning face between my thighs, could watch as his luscious mouth opened wider, sucking my throbbing clit between his teeth. Pulling. Nibbling. Pressing. His fingers crooked inside me, and I stilled, his glowing eyes slamming to mine.
Our gazed locked for a heartbeat before my head fell back as I screamed, “Ah f**k, baby!”
My body shoved against him, ecstasy bowing my back as tremors of pleasure consumed my entire frame, my body racked in melted, blurred warmth, shattering me so hard my knees buckled. His Vampire took voice, purring against my flesh as he lapped at my juices, gripping my ass with both hands to keep me steady and hold me flush against his mouth. A low moan of the inarticulately sated rushed through me as I sluggishly came down from heaven’s gates, the haze not wanting to clear as Ezra leisurely licked in long, slick motions.
He kissed my clit softly, took one more gliding swipe with his tongue, making me jerk, then he was rising to stand. My eyes shut lazily, and he held my completely satisfied, limp body in his steel-like arms. His mouth found mine, tasting of me and his own spicy flavor, as he guided my body and pressed my back against the tiled wall. His teeth tugging on my bottom lip, relentless, he murmured, “Ready for more?”
An unintelligible sound was all I could manage.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” he whispered against my lips, once more lifting me and holding my legs around his waist, his grip brutal on my hips. “Open your eyes, sweetheart. I want you to see who’s f**king you senseless.”
I shivered at his command, his tone one hell of a turn on. Slowly and languidly, my lids opened. Green eyes, on fire with need, were inches from mine. His face was fierce, his features showing in sharp relief with the desire riding him. He tilted his head closer, biting my bottom lip. I moaned as he sucked it inside his mouth, laving the sting with his tongue.
Voice husky, Ezra ordered, “Put my c**k at your tight little cunt’s entrance.” His nostrils flared. “Now, sweetheart.”
His intake of air turned labored as I moved my hand down his chest, rolling my fingers gently over the hills and valleys of his stomach muscles. Enjoying how he jolted at the contact, I followed his dark happy trail to where his c**k was heavy between us. My gaze left his as I gripped him, his breath catching at the contact. I tried not to gawk at the gigantic c**k in my hand. He was larger than any sexual partner I’d ever had before, my fingers unable to touch as I gripped him.
Coveting the feel of him in my hand, I ran my thumb over the crown. His skin was silky and smooth over hard steel, and I couldn’t resist gripping him tighter, noticing how his body tensed in longing. I pumped my hand up and down his length, my lips curving as his fingers dug into my hips, a soft growl reverberating from his throat as he began thrusting into my touch. Stroking him thoroughly, I peered away from the wonder of his c**k and watched his eyes close to bare slits. His lips parted, white teeth showing as his fangs descended. I listened to his breath repeatedly rush in and out, watched his chest expand and lower as his muscles turned rock-solid against me. It was a hell of a turn-on to watch.
Ezra let me — I was sure he was letting me — pet him and watch the effect it had on him for a good minute until he pressed against me, yanking back a handful of my soaking hair, making my neck arch in submittal. “Enough playing, little wolf. I want inside you.”
I blinked, even as my breath caught. “My wolf’s not here, just me.”
He grinned, mouth full of fang. “Your wolf may not be here, sweetheart, but you’re still a teasing little wolf.” He licked across my bottom lip in an unhurried stroke, creating a shiver down my spine. “And I very much like.” His fangs retracted, and his blunt teeth bit the bottom lip he had just softly stroked. If he pressed any harder, I would be bleeding. Through his teeth, he growled, “Now, put my c**k where we both want it.”
A quiet moan intermingled my pants as I obeyed his dictate, very much wanting his c**k inside me again. His hips pulled back slightly, giving me room to maneuver, and I squeezed his sides with my thighs, tilting my hips as I reached down and spread my aroused wet folds to position the head of his c**k at my core. Pulling my fingers back, wet from my arousal, I placed them at his mouth when his teeth released my lip. He immediately suckled them, and his eyes closed with the action, groaning. I watched, breathless, as his cheeks hollowed, and his tongue slid along each of my two fingers, licking off every last taste of me.
As I pulled them out of his mouth, Ezra’s glowing eyes opened, heat flaring from them, and he groaned, “You taste like hot sex.” His grip altered to my hips, his fingers digging into my flesh, and his control snapped.
He thrust. Demanding. Vicious. Pure predator.
Crying out in a pleasure that bordered pain as he slid halfway in, I blinked my glowing eyes open and made them stay that way so I could watch him this time. Apparently of the same mind, he was watching me, his eyes so dilated only the tiniest of pale green rimmed the black pupil.
“And you feel even f**king better,” he growled. Our gazes locking, he tilted his hips back, his grip tightening on my hips, then drove forward so brutally into my snug channel my hands flew above me to the tiled wall, trying to brace myself as I groaned. He grunted, his nostrils flaring and his muscles straining under his mocha flesh. “So f**king good.”