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Then, in one swift move, with our mouths still exploring each other, he lifts me from the sofa, carrying me bridal style. We kiss as he carries me through his beautiful home and seconds later I’m tossed on the largest bed I’ve ever seen.

“You’re strong,” I say with a giggle. He tossed me like I’m light as a feather.

“And you’re gorgeous.” There’s no laughter in his words. He’s focused, serious, and good lord, sexy. “Are you sure about this?”

“I haven’t been this sure about anything in a minute. I’m a thousand percent sure.”

He removes his T-shirt and I shamelessly take him all in: his perfectly sculptured broad shoulders, toned and tatted arms, and fucking six pack. My eyes journey down his abs then linger on his beautiful V-line. They drop a little lower and I moan at the long, thick, dick print in his sweats.

Damn. All that for me, I think as I bite my bottom lip. Clearly he’s all up in my mind because an arrogant smile spreads across his handsome face.

“All of it,” he says before climbing on the bed.

The lust and desire in his eyes are so intense, almost mesmerizing. I have to blink for a second to keep from falling too hard too damn fast. Even during our first good months, Langston never looked at me like this. I feel like the sexiest, most beautiful woman in the world.

Dying to touch him, when I sit, I caress his chest. He touches the side of my face then pulls me in for another of his soul snatching kisses. Like before, I melt into it and fall back onto the bed. His other hand slides up my leg then pushes my dress up and off.

“All of you is gorgeous,” he says when I open my eyes.

For a moment, he just stares at me with pure adoration and my brown cheeks turn red. His arrogant but beautiful smile appears again then he leans in and captures my lips. As we kiss, his hands move to my legs then inch up my thighs. When he reaches my panties, he runs his fingers along the seat and my body jerks from the contact.

Our lips break and his move to my chin then my neck. His fangs appear, and right as his hands remove my panties, he sinks his teeth into my neck.

“Mm,” I moan as the sting is quickly replaced with pleasure. As he sucks my neck, his fingers tour my pussy, teasing my clit and rubbing my lips. When he inserts two inside, I damn near leap off the bed. “Fuck!” I scream.

Between the breach and his low growl as he feeds, I almost explode. I’m in total sensory overload and loving every moment.

When he stops feeding, I hear myself whimper and he chuckles. Then his lips journey to my breasts. He buries his head in my cleavage as his hand removes my bra. One by one, he sucks my breasts. His fangs graze my nipples and my back arches from the sensation.

“I love your body,” he utters before trailing his tongue down my stomach. He reaches my pussy and spreads my legs wider. His fangs retract then he buries his face between my legs. Slowly, he explores every inch with his tongue and pays extra, much appreciated attention to my clit. When he pulls it into his mouth, the storm brewing in my belly forms and I explode. He doesn’t stop though. He licks and sucks me through a mind-blowing orgasm. “You taste good every fucking where,” he says before raising.

He eases off the bed and I lift my head to watch him. I can’t say this enough, Noab is fine and has quickly become my new favorite show. To my delight, he removes his sweats and frees his perfect fucking dick. While stroking, he steps closer to his bed. With his free hand, he grabs my ankle and gently pulls me to the edge of the bed. He leans in and kisses me then sits on the bed. His arm slides under me and he places me on his lap, straddling him.

This time my lips press into his and I start the kiss, but he definitely takes over. His entire vibe and nature is dominant, and as long as he keeps making my body feel this damn good, I’ll gladly submit.

As we kiss, he fingers my pussy, driving me wild. Then he cups my ass, lifts me again, slowly and gently bringing me onto his dick. My walls and eyes stretch as he enters me.

“Oh fuck,” I gasp as I adjust to all of him. I feel every inch of him, everywhere. He’s in me, in my mind, in my soul, and deep in my walls. “Noab,” I cry when I’m fully seated. Nothing should feel this fucking good. “Oh shit.”

Holding my ass, he starts fucking me from the bottom. My arms lock around his neck and he drills into me slowly, allowing me to fully adjust. I’m soaked and the only noises in his room are my moans and the sounds of our connection. When his thrusts pick up, so do my moans. I’m close, real close to cumming again. I feel it. He feels it too because right before I explode, he sinks his teeth into my neck.

“Fuck!” I trill.

As my body trembles and I try to catch my breath, he heals my neck puncture with his blood. Then, he lifts me and I latch my legs around him. He carries me into his exquisite bathroom and while still holding me, steps toward his large, square, black tub. Using one hand, he starts the water and drops oil into the tub. The specks of orange are back in his eyes and his fangs are still out. When I lean in to kiss him, he retracts them and gently pecks my lips.

“Are we taking a bath?”

“You are. I’ve done a lot to your beautiful body and you need some rest.” He lowers me into the warm water and a lavender scent fills my nose as I relax. The water continues to fill the tub as he walks out. He returns with a bottle of vitamin water and two dark gray pills. “These are iron, to help replenish your blood cells. You taste so damn good I might have overdone it. My bad,” he says so apologetically.

“I’m good. I swear. Tired as hell but really good,” I tell him.

“I want you to stay good, beautiful, so take them.”

After I grab the pills from his hand, he opens the water and I take them. “Do you do this with all the women you feed on?” I ask.

“You’re the only human I’ve allowed in my home,” he says, shocking the hell out of me.

“The only one?” I ask for clarification.