Chapter 126
Chapter 126
As Chloe came down from the throes of the orgasm he’d given her, he eased his tongue from her sensitive flesh, pressing soft kisses to the insides of her thighs as they slackened on his shoulders. His own body was hard and tense, aching to be inside her. Ungrateful, considering the effort she’d gone to and the risks she’d taken to satisfy his urge to hunt. Even so, he couldn’t be sorry for wanting her–all of her.
Chloe stirred languidly, one leg sliding off his shoulder as she pushed herself up to sit. “Jesus,” she breathed, eyes still glassy with pleasure.
“No, just Amos,” he quipped, a stupid joke that had already been old when he was mortal.
Chloe’s gaze sharpened on him. “And thank God for that,” she purred, drawing her other leg along his shoulder until her heel was braced against his collarbone.
Amos glanced down at her stockinged foot and back up to her face. There was something impish brewing behind her dark eyes.
“Chloe, what are y–oof. ” He went over backwards as Chloe suddenly shoved with her foot.
She slid down on top of him, straddling his thighs, her dress still rucked to her hips.
“What are you doing p>
She grinned, biting her lip, and reached for his belt. “I want to make you come, Amos p>
He fought for the willpower to be a gentleman, to tell her she didn’t need to, that he was happy to wait, but the words wouldn’t come. He propped himself up on his elbows, watching with dumbfounded fascination as Chloe pulled his zipper down, He lifted his hips as she tugged his jeans and briefs lower, freeing his cock. It bounced up rudely, thick and hard and desperate. Chloe’s hand closed around the base, and he hissed like he’d been scalded, hips flexing up, instinctively trying to rut into her grasp.
“Oh, Amos,” she soothed, “let me take care of you.” She eased herself down to lay between his legs. Still grasping him in one hand, she dipped her head and dragged her tongue slowly up the underside of his shaft.
“Ah, fuck,” Amos hissed, hardly even aware that he was speaking. “Chloe. Chloe, sweetheart p>
She reached the head of his cock and her tongue teased over it in circles. Amos groaned, hands halfway to reaching for her before he caught himself and pressed them flat to the floor. His whole body trembled as he fought the urge to flip her onto her back, shove his cock inside her, and fuck her senseless.
All thoughts of taking any kind of action immediately blanked out of his mind as her lips closed over the head of his cock, sucking gently. He fell back weakly, an animalistic sound torn from his throat as her lips slid down his shaft. Her other hand gently cupped his balls, fondling them carefully. When his hips bucked, she took his cock deeper into her mouth.
Had anything ever felt this good? White–hot pleasure streaked down his spine, pooling in his gut. He was going to come.
“Chloe,” he tried to warn her, her name a drunken slur in his slack mouth. “Sweetheart, I’m going to-” His voice died on a wordless groan as Chloe sucked him a little harder, took him a little deeper. The head of his cock nudged the back of her throat as her hand squeezed tighter on his sac, tugging just a little.
It was over. Pleasure flashed through him like a lightning strike, bursting out of him in powerful spasms that wracked his whole body. He felt his come spurting in Chloe’s hot, soft, slick mouth. Her throat flexed around the head of his cock as she swallowed him down, again and again.
When the nearly agonizing pleasure of it finally subsided, Amos collapsed back down, clonking his head on the hardwood floor. He lay languid and stunned as Chloe licked the last dribble of semen from his sensitive slit. His cock lay heavy and thick against his belly, slowly softening, as Chloe crawled up to bring her face to his.
“Amos,” she said, eyes wide. “You taste like- I don’t even know. But you taste good. Like, actually good p>
“Do I?” he asked muzzily, staring at her beautiful face with foggy admiration. Her already lush lips were swollen and rosy from the efforts they’d just expended on his cock. He wanted to lick them, bite them. “I’ve heard that bloodmates often like the taste of their vampires p>
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Chapter 126
If possible, Chloe’s round eyes got even rounder. “Oh p>
Amos’s brain head not completely returned to full functionality, but he realized he’d said something stupid. He retraced his words, puzzling them over until it finally struck him–he’d as good as called her his bloodmate when he’d never formally asked and she had certainly not accepted.
He should’ve been backpedaling–assuring her that he would never presume that degree of intimacy. Instead, the words that blurted out of his idiot mouth were, “I want you to meet my dam p>
Chloe blinked. The surprise had faded from her expression, but now she was unreadable. “Really p>
“ Yes. If you’re willing p>
Chloe considered him for a moment. Finally, a soft smile caught at her mouth. “Alright. Yeah.” She lowered herself down beside him, wrapping an arm around his middle and resting her head on his shoulder. “I’d invite you to meet my family, but for your sake and theirs, we should probably wait a while p>
“Really?” Amos asked, stunned. “You’d want me to meet your family p>
“Do you not want to?” Chloe asked, sounding wary.
“No, I do. I just… I suppose I didn’t expect you to want the same from me p>
She pushed up onto one elbow to gaze down at him again, frowning. “Why not p>
“ Nobody has before,” he answered plainly.
“Oh.” Her expression softened. She leaned down and kissed him softly, sweetly. He tasted himself on her, hyper–aware of the increased blood flow in her swollen lips. The kiss made his fangs throb, and he swallowed away the sudden flood of saliva in his mouth. He’d already had more than his share of her tonight.
Speaking of which… Amos pushed himself up, breaking the kiss. He scooped Chloe into his arms and deposited her on the couch.
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