Immortals After Dark 06 - Dark Desires After Dusk

slid shut like he was savoring it.
    Holly needed this, was desperate for him, but it did hurt. If she’d done this before she’d become an immortal, she probably would’ve passed out from the pain.
    Now she gritted her teeth, willing her body to accept his. To get this out of the way so she could have pleasure again.
    He began to change above her, his horns lengthening in her grasp. His skin was altering as well. He’d said it would act as an attractant.
    He hadn’t told her it would make her crazed.
    As his flesh slickened with sweat, it darkened into a burnished red color that made her feel frantic to lick it, to taste it.
    She released his horns to caress his magnificent body, leaning up to flick her tongue against his chest and nip it. She grew wetter in a rush, and the pain began to ebb.
    “That’s it. I feel you taking me in.” When he opened his eyes, they were black, staring down into hers. “You’re goin’ to be mine?”
    “Yes!” This was more than sex, more than taking her virginity. He was claiming her, and she wanted it.
    Possession —she read it lit so clearly in his burning gaze. “I’ll never let you go now.” His voice was low, almost frighteningly rough.
    “I never want you to,” she whispered.
    By the time his shaft had delved as far as her body would allow, his appearance had altered utterly.
    Firelight flickered over his seething muscles and his taut, dark skin. In this form, his face was harsher, more brutal but still starkly beautiful to her. His eyes were filled with hunger and promised wicked things. That armband above his bicep glinted in the light.
    A demon with immortal need was seated deep and tightly within her. She was unafraid, wanting him for her own with a desperate ache.
    At last, he drew back his hips and plunged forward, rasping, “Mine…”
    She gave a cry in pain. Yet she heard herself saying, “Do it again!” After another long withdrawal, he thrust even harder. Pleasure began to drown out any discomfort as he drove into her again and again.
    Holly didn’t understand half of what was going on, just that everything was happening so fast. She was changing—her claws curled as she sunk them into his muscled ass, urging him on for more. She began panting as electricity charged the air.
    He was changing—not only in appearance. His aggression was spiking, his manner with her rougher, more demanding. “Need you…to take more of me. Need deeper inside you.” He was earthy, animalistic, making her want to be as well. “More!” He shoved harder.
    She cried out in bliss.
    “Arch your back.”
    As she did, he lifted her hips and wrenched her along on his shaft.
    “Ah, yes!”
    He tangled his hands in her hair, cupping her head with one hand. He looped his other arm around her back, clutching her ass tightly, holding her flush against him as he rode her. At her ear, he rasped, “You’re goin’ to take me good and deep…then I’ll come for you.”
    She moaned at his words, writhing in his arms. “Cadeon…”

    The pleasure was so intense, it bordered on pain.
    But it was also unfamiliar, as if he’d never had sex before.
    He’d never known how heavy and aching his sack could feel. He’d never had to grit his teeth from the throbbing pressure as his semen rose in his shaft.
    The moist clench of her sex seemed to demand it from him. The heat of her…
    As he lunged his body over hers, his chest rubbed against her stiffened nipples. Her back arched to him, her breasts jutting.
    Elemental drives ruled him. His gaze was drawn to the tender flesh between her neck and shoulder, just under the line of her shining pearls.
    “Holly…can’t stop myself.”
    “Don’t stop!”
    “Mine.” He sank his fangs in her.
    Her arms fell limp over her head, her body quiescent as he rutted over her. She screamed with pleasure as she helplessly came.
    Her sex clenched around his cock, milking it for the seed he could finally give her.
    Mindlessly snarling against her flesh, he plunged into her again and again. The ache, the pressure, the throbbing inside…
    He was crazed with the need to ejaculate, thrusting, grunting, driving. He released her neck, throwing back his head to roar as his come began to shoot from him. His back bowed from the force of it, jetting out in wave after wave.
    He’d claimed her. Holly’s mine…at last.
    He collapsed over her, heaving his breaths against her marked neck.
    Once he’d begun to gather his wits, he leaned up to see how badly