Chapters (31)
- Author’s Note
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Epilogue
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Her expression softened and she moved into him, wrapping her arms around his back and pressing her cheek to his chest.
“I’m glad,” she said softly, giving him a squeeze.
He’d curved his arms around her and he took her in, felt her solidness, her softness, her warmth, smelled the sweet scent of her hair, felt her love for him burrowing deep. He did this remembering the first time she was put in his arms. She was naked. Goo all over her barely wiped off. Arms and legs pumping. Eyes squeezed shut. Mouth open, bawling.
She had been the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen and that was the most precious moment in his life.
Until she gave him more.
And more.
And more.
His arms got tighter.
As did his throat.
He coughed shortly to clear it before he said, “You sleep good.”
“I will, Daddy. You too.”
He gave her a squeeze and let her go.
She didn’t let go until she gave him a squeeze back.
He didn’t prolong it. He couldn’t. He was a tough guy, but that…that he couldn’t take.
He just gave her a smile, turned, and began to walk away.
“Daddy,” she called.
He turned back.
“Love you,” she said quietly.
A lump hit his throat, threatening to suffocate him.
“Love you more, little girl,” he replied gruffly.
She smiled and he saw the wet hit her eyes.
He tipped his head to the side, forced a return smile, turned, and walked away from his baby, hoping like all fuck that whatever was going to happen within these walls, it wouldn’t be the last time.
* * * * *
Aurora
“Oh goddess, sweet goddess,” she moaned as Yuri, behind her and under her, his cock driving deep and hard, his arms around her, the fingers of one hand toying with a nipple, the fingers of the other toying with her clit, had his face buried in her neck.
He’d just torn through and she felt her blood flow.
She also felt her climax devour her, violently bucking her against his hold as it laid her to waste.
The first time her vampire fed.
Unbelievable.
Vaguely, due to her orgasm and the numbness Yuri had explained she’d feel, she felt him lap at the skin of her neck before he pushed her gently down, cheek to the covers. He held her there with a hand between her shoulder blades, keeping her steady against the beautiful brutality of his lovemaking with his other hand clasped at her hip, as he continued to power between her legs.
The climax was receding, but Aurora kept moaning as she took him.