A Night in the Vampire's Embrace (Paranormal BDSM) Read Online Free
Author: Jennifer East
lying, aren't you? You want to lull me into a false of security and try again." There was no hostility in his comments. If anything, he sounded amused.
"Did you think I would just give up?" My eyes narrowed with aggression. He hadn't tamed me, nor would he see as far as I was concerned.
Unfortunately for me, Raymond had different plans.
He pounced on me. He threw me to the bed. With his incredible strength, he pinned me with my wrists over my head. I struggled and tried to rip myself free of his grip for several seconds. All the while he watched me. He looks down, enjoying the little show. My breasts rose and fell, and a bright red tinge colored my cheeks and my throat.
"I'm glad I found you," said Raymond with a predator’s grin.
Leaning down, he kissed my cheek lightly. He moved over to the tip of my nose. These gestures were so soft and gentle. Part of me didn't know how to react even as another slice of my psyche savored his attentions. He made me feel small and somehow cherished at the same time.
"What are you going to do with me?"
He lifted himself over me and smiled down at me. Once more, I couldn't help but think of this man as all-powerful. Yes, I could wield a few supernatural forces, yet the ability to his command eclipsed my own. Plus there is simply something in the air he breathed that made me want to submit in ways I could have never imagined.
"Are you worried that I might turn you?"
"Yes," I answered breathlessly, too flustered to lie.
"Tonight, there are several things were going to do without your permission. But right now I promise you I won't turn you unless you ask." He shrugged a different idea, his smile widening, “Or maybe I’ll make you beg. Who knows?”
Raymond sounded so pleased with himself. I longed to wipe that smirk off his face. But before I could come up with some way to do just that, he pinned back down only this time he had no intention of taking a few light kisses.
He touched his mouth to my neck, and it felt as though my whole body lit up. An addictive mixture of pleasure and fear raced through my veins. I couldn't help it. Between the force of his personality, the strength of his body, and the beauty of this form, I was trapped. Trapped by my own instincts and desires.
Parting his lips, he grazed my skin with his teeth.
I shoved my way through the haze of yearning arousal and made my voice work again, “Are you going to feed on me?"
He didn't answer me, not right away. Instead Raymond scratched my neck this teeth once again. A shiver of delicious discomfort ran down my back. He was teasing me, seducing me, and that awareness did absolutely nothing to keep it from happening. He had me he knew it.
"When was the last time you were spanked?"
My eyes narrowed into skeptical splits, "you wouldn't dare."
"Move your arms and test me," he said with a teasing lilt.
I wanted to growl at him but suppressed the impulse, if only because I didn’t want him to know how much I hated the way he could patronize me. He could be a condescending ass when he really wanted, and there was nothing I could do about it.
Raymond removed his hands from my wrists. He trailed his fingertips down my forearm, to my biceps, back to my shoulders, and down to my breasts. “You have a very sensitive body, don’t you?”
I didn’t respond.
“I bet it helps you access the natural world and conjure your mystical powers.” He was teasing me again. I set my jaw and refused to answer. I kept my expression blank, a form of rebellion that lasted about ten seconds until I twitched as he stroked the spots around my breasts. Then he ran his fingers up and pinched my nipples. My mouth dried out again as he teased and tortured me with pleasure.
“Are you getting wet yet?” he asked.
I sustained my refusal to answer. He wouldn’t get anything out of me, or so I thought. Raymond kept caressing my skin. His touch was cool and light. He made my whole body quiver with anticipation, especially when he slid
"Did you think I would just give up?" My eyes narrowed with aggression. He hadn't tamed me, nor would he see as far as I was concerned.
Unfortunately for me, Raymond had different plans.
He pounced on me. He threw me to the bed. With his incredible strength, he pinned me with my wrists over my head. I struggled and tried to rip myself free of his grip for several seconds. All the while he watched me. He looks down, enjoying the little show. My breasts rose and fell, and a bright red tinge colored my cheeks and my throat.
"I'm glad I found you," said Raymond with a predator’s grin.
Leaning down, he kissed my cheek lightly. He moved over to the tip of my nose. These gestures were so soft and gentle. Part of me didn't know how to react even as another slice of my psyche savored his attentions. He made me feel small and somehow cherished at the same time.
"What are you going to do with me?"
He lifted himself over me and smiled down at me. Once more, I couldn't help but think of this man as all-powerful. Yes, I could wield a few supernatural forces, yet the ability to his command eclipsed my own. Plus there is simply something in the air he breathed that made me want to submit in ways I could have never imagined.
"Are you worried that I might turn you?"
"Yes," I answered breathlessly, too flustered to lie.
"Tonight, there are several things were going to do without your permission. But right now I promise you I won't turn you unless you ask." He shrugged a different idea, his smile widening, “Or maybe I’ll make you beg. Who knows?”
Raymond sounded so pleased with himself. I longed to wipe that smirk off his face. But before I could come up with some way to do just that, he pinned back down only this time he had no intention of taking a few light kisses.
He touched his mouth to my neck, and it felt as though my whole body lit up. An addictive mixture of pleasure and fear raced through my veins. I couldn't help it. Between the force of his personality, the strength of his body, and the beauty of this form, I was trapped. Trapped by my own instincts and desires.
Parting his lips, he grazed my skin with his teeth.
I shoved my way through the haze of yearning arousal and made my voice work again, “Are you going to feed on me?"
He didn't answer me, not right away. Instead Raymond scratched my neck this teeth once again. A shiver of delicious discomfort ran down my back. He was teasing me, seducing me, and that awareness did absolutely nothing to keep it from happening. He had me he knew it.
"When was the last time you were spanked?"
My eyes narrowed into skeptical splits, "you wouldn't dare."
"Move your arms and test me," he said with a teasing lilt.
I wanted to growl at him but suppressed the impulse, if only because I didn’t want him to know how much I hated the way he could patronize me. He could be a condescending ass when he really wanted, and there was nothing I could do about it.
Raymond removed his hands from my wrists. He trailed his fingertips down my forearm, to my biceps, back to my shoulders, and down to my breasts. “You have a very sensitive body, don’t you?”
I didn’t respond.
“I bet it helps you access the natural world and conjure your mystical powers.” He was teasing me again. I set my jaw and refused to answer. I kept my expression blank, a form of rebellion that lasted about ten seconds until I twitched as he stroked the spots around my breasts. Then he ran his fingers up and pinched my nipples. My mouth dried out again as he teased and tortured me with pleasure.
“Are you getting wet yet?” he asked.
I sustained my refusal to answer. He wouldn’t get anything out of me, or so I thought. Raymond kept caressing my skin. His touch was cool and light. He made my whole body quiver with anticipation, especially when he slid
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