Unleash (Vampire Erotic Theatre Romance Series Book 6) (40 page)

Aurora shot back, suddenly pushing herself up, and stared at his mouth, her gaze near-black with desire and her rosy lips parted. She frowned, licked her lips, and pressed her short nails into his chest.

“Bite me,” she uttered, completely undoing him, pushing him to the edge of control.

So much want in her voice. So much need. He knew he should deny her in case this was just the heat of the moment talking, but he couldn’t.

She pulled all the strands of her black hair from the smooth unmarked left side of her throat and continued to stare at his mouth.

“Please?” She lowered herself and undulated her hips, rubbing her naked core against him. If she meant to convince him to go through with it, she was wasting her time. He didn’t need convincing.

“Later,” he pushed the word out, not wanting to bite her while restrained. He wanted to bite her when he was the one in control.

She mewled, the sound deliciously erotic, and rotated her hips against him, her wet heat slipping over his length, making it throb and ache.

If she kept doing that, he would be climaxing before he was even inside her. Her face twisted in frustration and he could sense her desire taking control of her, driving her to seek her satisfaction. She bit her lip and then swallowed hard, her eyes falling to his mouth again. What was she thinking to turn her eyes so dark, flooded with hunger?

Snow found out when she bravely rose off him and crawled further up his body. She ran her hands along his tensed arms, moaning as her fingers traced the contours of his muscles, and then swept them back towards him.

Her teeth worried her lower lip again and she tangled her fingers in his white hair, forcing his head back and his chin up. She kissed him, nipping his lip with her teeth, driving him right to the edge, and then pulled back, leaving him panting for more.

He wanted to taste her again.

She intoxicated him.

Made him drunk with need.

Aurora moved again and he groaned when he realised her intention. She gripped the headboard and pressed her knees into the pillows above his shoulders, positioning her core above his face. Snow craned his neck and flicked his tongue over her inner thigh, ripping a moan from her. She trembled as she lowered herself, and he delved his tongue into her moist folds.

A gasp escaped her and then she settled more firmly, pressing herself to his mouth. He laved her with his tongue, a groan rumbling through his chest at the first sweet taste of her flesh. She tensed and he worshipped every inch of her that he could reach, teasing her nub and then spearing her core with his tongue, driving her to the same edge where he hovered.

She rocked her hips, riding his face, her breathless moans cranking him tighter, until he couldn’t stop himself from bucking his hips too, aching to feel her riding him hard.

She tensed, going rigid, and lifted off him, placing herself beyond his reach.

“Aurora,” he whispered, wanting her to come back, needing more of her. He wanted to push her over the edge.

She had other plans.

She was going to push him over first. He groaned as she shimmied down the length of him, sweeping her lips over his body, and her hand wrapped around his length. She stroked him up and down, propelling him back to the edge, her wicked smile saying she wouldn’t stop this time.

Snow bucked his hips and pulled at his restraints, moaning with each glide of her hand over his hard flesh.

“Aurora.” It came out as a groan this time, filled with hunger, an overwhelming need to be inside her.

She moved astride him and gripped his cock, poising it beneath her. Snow stared at his erection, couldn’t drag his gaze away as she eased the head into her hot sheath and took her hand away, pressing both of them against his hips. She eased down onto him, her pace torturous, taking him into her inch-by-agonizing-inch.

He gripped the restraints, clutching the thick chains, trying to resist the need to thrust into her. She pressed down on his hips, her strength ensuring he couldn’t move and was completely at her mercy. Snow stared, breathing hard, watching her body envelop him and join them as one.

The tip of him reached the deepest point within her and she rose off him again, withdrawing all the way before taking him back inside.

He tipped his head back and stared down at her, lost in the pleasure fluttering across her face as she rode him with long strokes that gradually quickened.

Her breasts bounced in her white satin and lace bodice top, her eyes turning hooded, her bliss flowing over him. She clutched his hips as tightly as he clutched the chains, using them as an anchor as the incredible sensation of her hot tight body gloving his, the feel of her riding him, and the sight of her lost to desire, combined and began to overwhelm him.

“Snow.” She rode him harder, shorter bursts that pushed him deeper inside her, as far as he could go, and rotated her hips. Her teeth sank into her lower lip.

Snow groaned and rocked against her, curling his hips and thrusting his cock hard into her core, taking them both higher. Release crept up his shaft but he focused on giving her pleasure, wanting to bring her to a shattering climax before his own took him.

Aurora opened her eyes and locked gazes with him, frowning as he countered each of her movements, driving into her as she bore down and pulling away when she rose up. She breathed harder, panting as pleasure tightened her frown and drew his own eyebrows together. More. She was close, her body tightening around his, tugging at his shaft, telling him she would shatter soon.

He pumped her harder and she arched her back in response, almost undoing him. She was so tight around him, so hot and wet. He grunted and tipped his head back, arching off the bed as she pressed his hips down and quickened her pace, seizing control once more.

“Snow,” she uttered in passion-drenched bliss and jerked forwards. Her hands trembled against his hips, her thighs quivered and her core milked him as her orgasm crashed over her.

Snow growled. He wanted out. Now. He pulled on the restraints, fighting them even as she continued to ride him, driving him towards bliss. Not yet.

“Aurora,” he said and her eyes slowly opened and the haze cleared from them. “Unleash me.”

She dazedly looked at the cuffs and then back at him.

“Want to bite you.” It was all he needed to say to have her lifting off him and shakily clambering over the bed, tackling his restraints with trembling fingers.

The moment Snow was free, he dragged her to him and kissed her hard, clasping her against him with one hand against the nape of her neck and the other on her hip.

He delved that hand between her thighs, tearing a moan from her as he plunged his fingers into her body, feeling her still quivering from her climax. He wanted back inside her, in more ways than one this time.

Snow rose to kneel in the middle of the bed and came around behind her. He grasped her nape and pushed her forwards, and she gripped the steel headboard with both hands, bending over.

He kneed her legs apart and teased her towards another climax with swirls of his fingers around her pert nub, until she was moaning and writhing, and begging him for more.

He took his hand away, positioned his cock at her entrance, and then gripped her hip with one hand and her neck with the other and growled as he thrust deep into her.

She rocked forwards and cried out, but quickly pushed against the steel bars of the headboard, holding herself steady.

Snow curled his hips and grunted with each deep plunge of his body into hers, grinding his teeth together as she clenched him in her core, gripping him hard. He grasped her neck harder, forcing her to remain bending forwards as he took her hard and fast, dominating her. His hips pistoned, wild and relentless, driven by a hunger to possess her. All of her.

She arched forwards, pressing back against him, forcing him to take her harder, pulling him in deeper.

His cock ached, his balls tightening as release climbed again. He growled and tightened his grip on her neck and pulled her away from the headboard, bringing her back flush against his front. He lowered himself so he could keep pounding into her, needing to be the one in control now.

Aurora seized his hand on her hip and brought it to her mound. She guided him to her and touched herself with him.

He had never experienced anything as erotic as touching her together, her hand guiding his, showing him what she needed.

He released her neck and clasped her breast, tearing the soft material of her corset down and thumbing her nipple as he drove into her, as deep as he could go. She tensed around him, on the precipice of another release, and slung her free arm over her shoulder and buried her fingers in his hair, clutching him to her.

“Snow. Now,” she uttered, a breathless command he immediately obeyed.

He grabbed her chin, yanked her head to one side, and struck hard, sinking his fangs into her throat.

She screamed his name as her body seized and then shattered around his. Her bliss flowed into him with her sweet blood, sending him over the edge with her, and he growled into her throat as he thrust his cock into her and spilled himself, throbbing discordantly to her.

Heat blazed through him like wildfire, the combination of their dual ecstasy and her blood, and the feel of her shaking in his arms wringing another release from him. His knees weakened in the wake of it, bones turning soft and useless, and he sank back with his body still impaling hers, ending up with her on his lap.

Snow drank slowly, lost in the sensations rushing through him, easing himself down. Aurora breathed hard in his arms, trembling against him, her hand still clutching his hair and quiet moans still escaping her lips.

“Well…” she whispered, her voice hoarse and tight. “I definitely… want to do… that again.”

Snow released her throat and licked the puncture marks, a chuckle rumbling in his chest at the same time. He pressed a kiss to the marks and lingered there, savouring the feel of his female shaking in his arms, sated because of him.

His female.

She bore more than one set of his marks and he was old-fashioned like Antoine. Those marks announced her as his, telling the world that she belonged to him.

“I almost wish we hadn’t waited so long to try it out.” She giggled and leaned back into him, her hand slipping from his hair to caress his shoulder and then fall onto her lap.

“Me too.” Snow pressed another kiss to her throat and then eased her off him and gathered her into his arms. He shoved the wrinkled black covers down with his legs, laid her down on the bed and then joined her.

She pulled the covers over them both and curled up beside him, her head on his chest and her heart beating rapidly against his side. Snow wrapped his arms around her and held her against him, still slowly coming down from one hell of a high. Aurora kissed his chest and he angled his head, pressed his lips to her brow and closed his eyes.

He was blessed.

He had felt cursed for most of his life and now he felt blessed.

He was blessed to have Aurora, and his new family, and he couldn’t wait to see what his future would bring. His family was growing, Vampirerotique was going strong, and he had an angel in his arms.

A woman who knew all of him, had seen him at his best and at his worst, and still wanted to be with him.

A female who had given him a reason to fight and to live, and who constantly watched over him, keeping him on track and moving forwards towards overcoming his bloodlust.

He would be forever grateful to her.

“Aurora?” he whispered, hoping she hadn’t fallen asleep already because he had something he needed to tell her, something he thought he would never feel and never say to a female, and had never said to her.

“Mmm?” she murmured sleepily. That wouldn’t do.

Snow cupped her cheek and drew away from her, and she lifted her eyelids and looked up at him, her beautiful green-to-blue eyes striking him right down to his heart as they shone at him with affection.

He smoothed his palm over her cheek and dragged his courage up, assured by the tenderness in her gaze that what he had to say would only please her.

“I love you, Aurora.”

Her rosy lips curled into a wide smile and her eyes twinkled at him, the colours shimmering like the aurora borealis he had named her for the night they had met two thousand years ago.

She pulled herself up his body and kissed him briefly, softly, before drawing back and brushing her thumbs across his cheeks as she stared down into his eyes.

“I love you too.”

Snow lured her down and kissed her again, showing her how much that meant to him and how much he adored her.

His beautiful female.

Two worlds had collided.

Two hearts had become one.

This prince had finally caught his angel.

And he would never let her go.

The End

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