Call Of The Dark-Chapter 74 I Want This

?A muscle feathered in his jaw as the sting of her slap burned in his cheek. But he looked back at her and their gazes locked. He curled his finger and thumb below her chin and tipped it up. With a ragged breath, he crashed his lips on hers moaning her name. The world faded around him. He lowered his body and pressed her on the mattress. As if she was seeking it, she squirmed beneath him and felt heat coiling tightly in her belly.

He shoved his tongue inside her mouth and explored her. She tasted like sun, she tasted like wine and she smelled like violets. The perfect combination. He was intoxicated. His hand climbed to her breast and cupped it. "You are made for me," he groaned. She bucked her hips in his, moaning, needing something.

Emma pulled away from him. Her chest heaved against his and his eyes dropped to a half mast. "Can you leave me, Lazarus?" she said as her fingers trailed to his soft pale blond hair. "I want to marry someone in the village. I will have his babies and I will travel the world with him. Please, I want to have a normal life."

He peppered kisses on her jawline and then went further to her neck where he nibbled her and grazed her skin at her pulse point, making her yelp with need. "No, I can't leave you," he said in between the kisses. "It isn't an option." He went lower to her breasts and removed her lace. Her breasts sprung free. And this time even though his fangs had grown, he wrapped his lips around her pebbled nipples. He moaned at the pleasure that he had been denying himself for so long. He did his best not to puncture her skin. She was too delicate. Like a flower.

She tightened her grasp in her hair as she moaned when he sucked her. He went to the other breast and kneaded it, and when he couldn't resist, he lowered his mouth to it. How could one be so good? He sucked her with abandon, never wanting to stop. He grinded his cock on her belly as he sucked her. He went lower to her belly where he kissed and nibbled her. "Fuck, you are so hot!" He lowered his mouth to her panties and with his teeth, he tore them. When he saw her sex, his breath lodged in his throat. She was wet and her juices glistened her sex.

He dropped his mouth to suck her over there, parting her lips and then wrapping his mouth around her swollen bud. She was wet for him. She belonged to him and this was where he belonged. He sucked her hard and she screamed with pain and pleasure mixed. "Oh Lord Lorza!" she rasped.

He chuckled against her clit, listening to the nick name she gave to him and then went back to his favorite thing.

Emma knew that she was crazy, but she didn't know that she was this crazy. She was dying for the man who had left her for three days only to prepare for the ritual. She needed to be saved. But how? When he grazed his teeth on her sex, she yelped like a wanton. She thrust her hips at him wanting for more. He pressed her thighs apart and pressed them in the mattress to stop her from jerking while he devoured her.

He went lower and lower and he kissed her core before he started sucking there too. The heat that had built in her was about to explode. "I am about to come, Lorza!" she shouted.

"Then come for me, dove," he growled. And with a scream, she came for him, her body detonating into thousands of shards wrapped in silk with his name on her lips. 𝐟r𝒆ℯ𝘄𝑒𝒃𝚗𝒐𝘃e𝗹.c𝘰𝐦

He sucked her as she came and then looked at her. She looked… beautiful. Flushed and glowing and panting. He was craving to see her like this, craving to taste her juices and he didn't want to leave her ever. He crawled over her and nudged his erection near her entrance.

Her throat dry from her orgasm, she looked at his hard shaft. "Come in me, Lorza," she said in that seductive voice.

His muscles bulged and his neck tendons corded. "Don't say that to me, Emmalyn. I can tear you into two."

"Then so be it," she said, arching her body to get more of what he wanted to give her.

A shudder passed through him. He shook his head and was about to leave, when she grabbed his cock. "No, I think I can take you. Try me."

"You don't know what you are asking," he rasped, his teeth chattering in need.

"I know what I am asking for, Lord Lazarus," she said with firm determination. "The Lore doesn't make mates just like that. I am sure we can do this."

Lazarus wanted to growl in delight. He shook his head again, with difficulty. "Emma, this is not—" But he was cut off. She had bucked her hips and his swollen crown was fitting right in her core.

"Ah!" she gasped as pain lanced through her. She tipped her head back and scrunched close her eyes.

"Emma!" Lazarus was shocked. He clenched his teeth hard as sweat broke on his forehead. He wanted to come out, but the need was growing stronger with each passing second. He didn't imagine this. At all. The girl surprised him at every encounter. His gaze fixed on her face. "Emma, talk to me."

She opened her eyes and released a rough breath. She nodded and said, "I want this." The pain came and went away.

At her behest, he nudged himself a little further. "Fuck, you are so tight," he grated. He was controlling himself very hard because he really wanted to piston inside her. He waited for her to adjust and then nudged further in. At this point Lazarus was praying to every God in the universe.