He shifted down the bench, positioning them both beneath the flow of water, until the waterfall hit her mid-buttocks, which would give her the best feeling.
“Oh, I see what you were getting at.” She moaned softly. “That feels so good.”
She looked down at him and her h*ps began to rise and fall. Her mouth opened wider and wider. “That’s incredible. All that sensation. And your frequency is pounding me as well.”
She was right. His frequency had opened to its fullest breadth, needing to brand her in this way, to reaffirm that while he was with her, she wasn’t to service another vampire and definitely not another mastyr vampire. He aimed his frequency, rapid pulses of vibration from his abdomen, directly into her.
She moaned heavily as her own fae frequency responded, meeting his and entwining as they had before, locking into place, pulsing together rhythmically. He gave a cry as pleasure spiked low, tugging at his balls, stroking his cock. He’d never known so much intense sensation before, or need, or desire.
But the various reactions created a new demand. Give me your neck. He still didn’t speak out loud. He wasn’t sure he could. He felt trapped within his possessive nature.
She pushed her hair to one side. He saw her vein pounding and even above the rushing water and the scent of the ferns, her raspberry-wine blood called to him.
With one arm around her shoulders and pinning her in place, while his h*ps worked her low, he angled his head and struck her neck. She cried out, her well pulling on his c**k at the same time. She was close. He could feel it.
He clamped his mouth over her throat where the puncture marks released the elixir he craved and he began to suck.
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Samantha felt caught up in something enormous as Ethan used his warrior strength to drive his c**k deep and keep her upper body still at the same time so that he could drink from her. Where his mouth suckled, sparks of pleasure kept sending shivers and chills down her neck, over her br**sts, and down her back and sides.
The whole time, the water added a sensual force, pushing her h*ps constantly against what was so hard inside her, like hands massaging and kneading.
Pleasure upon pleasure rose over her body. From deep in her faeness, she felt his vampire energy pounding against her, not polite this time, not wanting a simple bonding, but a statement of hard fact, that while she was with him, she was his.
She held back though, just as she held her orgasm at bay, wanting all the sensations to last; neck, cock, the waterfall, his energy and hers.
She was sure she moaned, long deep cries, but the waterfall was loud, and his grunts were animal-like. Did he even known he made those noises? Probably not.
Her body writhed over his now. He may have kept her upper torso anchored, but her h*ps were free to ride him. She rose up and plunged down. The water grazing her bottom was no doubt hitting him on his upper thighs.
He groaned and growled, still sucking fiercely. Mine, came to her, penetrating her thoughts. Mine.
Yours, she returned.
She breathed hard. I’m so close.
But he let go of her neck and drew back to hold her gaze in his vampire-maddened stare.
She planted her hands on either side of his head, still riding him, more fully now, plunging up and down.
You’re mine, Samantha. Say it. Say, ‘I’m yours, Ethan.’ Say it.
He looked maniacal and yet her body responded, loving that he was more vampire-beast than man, growing tighter for him, sliding up and down his column faster and faster. “I’m yours, Ethan. Yours. All yours.”
He nodded, a single swift jerk, but he didn’t speak. Instead his telepathy once more punched inside her head. Say it again. I want to hear you say it again, that you belong to me, that your body belongs to me. Say it.
“My body belongs to you, Ethan.” And did it ever. She felt the release barreling toward her, moving fast in the same way his personal frequency battered her faeness. She knew once he broke through, pleasure would flow, but she held tight.
Let me in, he all but shouted inside her mind. Let me in.
No. She shook her hair, made damp by the water bouncing off her ass. She smiled as she lifted her chin, her h*ps rocking. Never, she challenged him. She wanted to see more of his beast.
He rose up just a little, lifting his shoulders up off the stone bench. He caught her arms and held her fast. He was so damn strong. His h*ps took over the ride. He thrust into her hard, using his vampire strength to piston into her, letting her know he intended to have his way.
At the same time, she felt his frequency power ramping up. She panted, her face no more than a few inches from him, his eyes boring into her. Come for me, Samantha. Come now…
At the same moment, his frequency broke through and, like a tidal wave, swamped her faeness.
The orgasm that followed rocketed her into a place she’d never been before. She screamed, but couldn’t quite hear herself. Pleasure flowed between her legs, but also deep inside the realm-part of her, washing ecstasy through her entire body in sharp waves through her mind, down to her fingertips so that her hands clenched and released the way her body gave over to the orgasm, all the way to her feet.
He kept working her, and maybe because of the way he’d overtaken her fae frequency, the pleasure kept rolling. She could hardly breathe and he was so hard, rubbing the part of her that clenched with infinite sensation.
Her screams turned to punctuated cries as he thrust in deep hard plunges, then he sped up and more pleasure followed, a second orgasm that overtook the first. When had her eyes closed? How could a woman bear so much sensation? Who the f**k cared, give her more!
Look at me.
She opened her eyes and met his gaze. He’d held back until just this moment. She smiled, maybe a little smugly as she said, “Fuck me, Ethan. Fuck me hard and do it now.”
The waterfall became a whirling wave of water that went everywhere as Ethan took her into the air, flipped her, then caught her before she landed hard on her back.
He laid her out flat on the bench, then pumped fast, vampire fast, with a speed that stunned her, faster than even the first time. He held court in her fae energy. He watched her and that’s when she let her faeness surround him very deep within. She stroked his vampire-ness and his eyes lit up. His breathing grew labored, his h*ps pummeling hers. Everything slowed as he sped up, as though time warped.
Sensations drove to another pinnacle, different this time as she focused on his release. She dipped her chin, holding his gaze tight. She slid her hand up his neck and touched his mouth, her fingers seeking entrance. He parted his lips and she slid two fingers inside, mirroring his cock.