Chapter 119
Chapter 119
“Amos,” she panted, one hand closing over his, pressing him down harder, urging him to take more, more. He did squeezing, pressing, stroking — but it wasn’t enough. His fingers curled in the edge of her neckline, hooking the lace of her bra, and tugged it all down. Her nipple was already a taut brown peak, and he shifted lower so that he could close his mouth over it, stroke his tongue over it, suck on it. Chloe’s hand slid to the back of his head, holding him there, soft cries rising from her throat as she writhed beneath him.
Half wild with lust, only vaguely aware of what he was doing. Amos tugged the rest of her shirt down to her waist, freeing her other breast for his mouth to feast upon. Her skin was fever hot, her pulse a drumbeat beneath it. Her plush thighs were spread beneath him, clinging to his flanks, hips rocking against him. His cock was hard as iron, desperate to be inside her. Ilis fangs ached, tempting him to bite her, to suck sweet blood from the swell of her breast, sucking on her nipple at the same time, making her come while he did it.
But he resisted the urge. He’d already fed from her twice today. A third would be too much.
The hunger continued to build until it became nearly unbearable. Before he did something he’d regret, Amos drew back, holding himself up on arin that wanted nothing more than close around Chloe and crush her close while he fucked and fed from her.
was too
“What’s wrong?” Chloe asked, breathless, flushed, eyes glassy. Her breasts rose and fell with each deep breath, her nipples still peaked and my from his mouth. Her bountiful hair spilled across the couch, tousled and free. Iler bottom lip was swollen and red from her teeth sinking into beautiful, too tempting.
With a groan, he levered himself off of her entirely. He sat on the edge of the seat, rubbing at his face as if he could scrub the sigh pliant, needy–out of his mind’s eye. “I’m sorry, sweetheart,” he rasped. “I’m getting carried away p>
azed,
Chloe puffed out a breath, running her hands restlessly up and down her body before she tugged her shirt back into place, tucking those glorious breasts out of sight. She sat up, leaning against the backrest as if she needed the support, and regarded Amos contemplatively.
“We can go at whatever pace you want,” she
idgenty swept her hair over one shoulder, finger coming back into order.
“I don’t want to take too much, too soon,” Amos told her.
“You’re not taking anything from me. Believe me, I’m giving it, freely. But I think it’s sweet that you want to take things slow.” A devilish twinkle came into her eyes. “And kind of hot p>
Amos let out a disbelieving snort. “Hot p>
“Yes. You’re so polite. So buttoned up. I like seeing you fight for control. I wonder
What it’ll be like when you finally let yourself off the leash p>
Predatory hunger sharpened to a piercing ache in his fangs. “Ah, Chlo
you
Make it s
hard to be a gentleman,” he growled.
Her gaze dipped briefly to his lap and the obvious bulge beneath his jeans, a dangerous smile curling one corner of her mouth. She looked back
up,
meeting his eyes again. “Good p>
He couldn’t believe his good fortune. Chloe was too good to be true. The acquisitive, possessive parts of his nature wanted nothing more than to take her captive, make her his forever, make it so she could never escape him. But he wanted more than that. He didn’t want her an unwilling captive–at least, not in their everyday lives. He wanted her to want him back with the same intensity, to be willing victim to his depravity and an equal partner in his heart. The rational part of his mind–growing weaker every day, it seemed–knew that to achieve his ends, he needed to be patient, gentle, careful.
“So…” Chloe pulled her knees to her chest, resting her chin on them as she continued to survey him. “You mentioned wanting to ‘hunt‘ me p>
And just like that, the predator was back. He clenched his throbbing fangs together, swallowed the envenomated saliva pooling in his mouth. “Yes p>
“Could we do it soon? ”
He had to grip the edges of the sofa cushion to keep himself from leaping on her. “We could p>
“I’m off tomorrow and Friday, too. We could do something either of those days p>
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Chapter 119
That soon? A fine tremor ran through him. He clenched his teeth again, swallowed again. “Tomorrow p>
“ Yeah. I mean, if that works for
you p>
Amos stared at her. There was nothing in the
“Okay.” She eased up next to him again, settling into the know what’s going on anymore p>
could possibly prevent him from making it work. “Yes. Tomorrow works p>
e casual cuddle, turning her attention back to the movie, “Could you rewind it? I don’t
Amos tried to relax. tried to enjoy the simple pleasure of Chloe’s nearness and the movie. It took time. A long time. But eventually, he managed to unclench his jaw, lower his shoulders. He let his mind drift, only half paying attention to the movie, mostly focused on memorizing the feel of Chine pressed against him.
When the movie ended, he was in a near catatonic state, blissed out on the pleasure of the current moment and the promise of tomorrow. As the final credits rolled, he glanced down at Chloe, surprised to find her sound asleep against him p>
She trusted him that much.
She enjoyed his aggression. She wanted to be hunted. And she felt safe falling asleep in his arms.
His heart thumped heavily. He drew in a shaky breath. He sat in the silence and the dark, gazing down at her, and for the first t truly felt hope.
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