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  “Darling,” Corbin murmured as he continued to press hot, opened mouthed kisses up and down the column of my neck. “Your scent is so sweet, so intoxicating. Are you getting ready for me? Ready to have my cock deep in your pussy?”

  As he spoke, one large hand stroked over my breasts, making my nipples harden instantly, and traveled down to the spot between my thighs.

  “Corbin…” I moaned, shifting against him as I felt him press inward, rubbing my pussy through the material of my dress and panties. God, I knew I shouldn’t want this—shouldn’t be this hot for him, especially since he hadn’t even bitten me yet. And yet, I couldn’t help it. Even knowing that what we were about to do was highly illegal and incredibly dangerous couldn’t stop me from wanting him.

  “I’m going to bite you, darling,” he murmured, still rubbing me gently with those long, strong fingers. “But first I want you to let me in. I want to feel your sweet pussy getting wet and hot for me while I drink from you.”

  I knew it was dangerous. We were getting the blood and the sex part of our encounter, as Corbin called it, mixed up when we should be keeping them separate. But again I couldn’t deny him.

  “All right,” I whispered, parting my legs. I felt Corbin raise my dress and then his big, warm hand was in my panties, cupping my pussy possessively.

  “So hot,” he murmured, his fingers rubbing me gently in a slow, sensual massage. “Are you wet for me too, Addison?”

  “Find out for yourself,” I whispered breathlessly. I didn’t know where I got the nerve but somehow I couldn’t help myself.

  “With pleasure,” he murmured. I felt his fingers parting my outer lips and moaned helplessly as they slid deep inside me. And at the same time his fangs pierced my throat.

  I cried out as the sudden orgasm flashed through me, making me tighten around his invading fingers as he sucked greedily from my neck. The sensations were too much—a complete overload and yet somehow I couldn’t get enough. At that moment I wanted nothing more than to be his—his completely.

  I don’t know how long Corbin drank or how often I came. I only know I was shaking and weak-kneed by the time he withdrew his fangs from my neck and his fingers from my pussy.

  “Delicious,” he murmured, sucking his fingers clean. “I wish I had time to taste your pussy, my darling, but I’m afraid it’s time for other things now.” Slowly, he turned me to face the desk. “It’s time for me to take you.”

  “Shouldn’t…shouldn’t we wait for…for…” I knew it was strange but for the life of me, I couldn’t remember what we were waiting for.

  “It’s all right,” Corbin assured me. I felt him pressing me down over the desk. It had been cleared of all paperwork and the glass and teak top felt cool against my flushed skin. And then he was raising my skirt and pulling down my panties.

  “God!” I moaned as I felt the soft breeze caress my naked pussy.

  Corbin’s hands went to my hips and tightened, holding me still.

  “Carefully, Addison,” he said, his deep voice sounding slightly strained. “I need you to hold perfectly still for me now. Don’t move—don’t rouse my instincts.”

  I froze, understanding what he was saying at once. Part of the reason a vampire is so likely to kill his or her human lover is that the thrashing around people do during lovemaking rouses the predator part of them. Corbin was asking me to hold perfectly still so that he could make love to me without letting that part of himself out of the cage. Without breaking me.

  “Okay,” I whispered. “I…I won’t move.”

  “You don’t need to fear me, darling,” he murmured, though his deep voice still sounded rough. “Just relax and let yourself open for me.”

  I did the best I could but I couldn’t help feeling incredibly helpless, spread out as I was on the desk with my skirt pulled up and my panties pulled down. I had a quick moment to remember exactly how big Corbin’s shaft was and how long it had been since I had actually had sex. But before I could really start panicking, I felt the broad head of his cock rubbing against my swollen clit and my pleasure started to build again.

  I was filled with a mixture of lust and disbelief. God, how could he do this to me? How could he make me so hot so fast? How could he make me need him so much that I wanted to feel him in me more than I wanted my next breath? And yet, I couldn’t help it—that was exactly how I felt as Corbin began the long, slow slide of his cock deep in my pussy.

  He was so thick I could feel myself stretching around him—not in a painful way but I was definitely going to feel it later. I would be sore and know it was from him—for some reason, I found I liked the idea. A reminder of the one and only time we would ever be together—providing I survived, of course. When I finally felt the broad, mushroom shaped head touch bottom inside me, I moaned aloud, unable to help myself.

  Corbin held perfectly still at once. “Are you all right, Addison? Did I hurt you?”

  “N-no,” I whispered, shaking my head. “It just, well…it felt good. Amazing. That’s all.” I couldn’t help blushing as I said it but I didn’t want him to think he was hurting me.

  “That’s good, darling—very good. It speaks well of your sensitivity and responsiveness. You have the tightest, most lovely little pussy.”

  “Thank you,” I said, turning my head to look at him. I was reassured to see that his eyes were still their normal silvery-blue. That seemed to be a good indicator that he was keeping control, just as he had when he went down on me.

  “Corbin, please,” I said hoarsely. “This is nice but…but I need more.”

  “And you’ll have more, darling.” Leaning over, he captured my mouth with his, one long fingered hand curling around my throat to hold me in place as he kissed me. After a long, demanding kiss in which he explored me very thoroughly, he turned me back toward the desk gently but firmly. I felt his hands slide down to my hips and take a firm grip. Then he pulled back and began to really pound into me.

  I gasped as a mixture of pleasure and pain shot through me. God, he was so thick! I could feel him stretching my inner walls with each hard thrust, could feel the blunt head of his cock pressing against the mouth of my womb with every deep stroke. My breasts swayed with each thrust and I could barely breathe from the intense pleasure he was building inside me.

  “Oh,” I gasped. “Oh, Corbin! Oh, please…”

  “That’s right, darling,” he growled softly. “Take it all. Open your sweet little cunt and take all of my cock.”

  More than anything at that moment, I wanted to obey him. “Yes, Corbin,” I moaned, lowering my head and spreading my thighs wider. “Yes, Master, please.”

  The pounding seemed to go on forever—I had never been so thoroughly fucked in my life. At last I felt my pleasure spiking. Somehow I knew the orgasm that was coming now was deeper and more intense than the ones I had gotten when he bit me. Wave after wave of sensation rolled through me, sending me closer and closer to the edge. Though I had done a good job of holding still and submitting to his fucking up until then, I simply couldn’t help myself—I had to move.

  “Corbin,” I moaned, pumping my hips in time to his rhythm, trying to reach that elusive peak. “God, I’m close…so close.”

  “Hold still!” For a moment his deep voice sounded almost panicked—more animal than human—and his grip on my hips tightened until I knew I would have ten finger-and thumb-shaped bruises there the next day.

  “I’m sorry!” I gasped. I tried to hold still but the orgasm was still coming, barreling down on me like a freight train with no brakes. My body kept trembling as it built inside me, threatening to drown me with its intensity.

  “It’s all right, darling.” Corbin sounded more in control now, though his voice was still hoarse with the effort of holding himself back. “It’s all right.”

  “I’m…trying not to move,” I told him, my voice shaking. “It’s just…I’m so close and I need…I need…”

  “I know what you need,” he growled. “Just hold still