Devour Me. Lydia Parks
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as he did. Once he had them sitting together, he stepped back and grinned. “Now, that’s what I like to see. Two beautiful lasses disrobed and waiting.”
Abby raised one eyebrow. “Make us wait too long and we may lose interest.”
“I hope not.” He laughed. The fire in Abby’s eye was a long way from burning out.
He knelt in front of them, enjoying their contrasts. Tess still looked hesitant where Abby was sure of what she wanted. Of course, Abby knew exactly what was to come. Tess had no idea.
He nipped Abby’s thigh, careful not to actually bite, and she laughed. Then he reached up and drew her mouth down to his.
He enjoyed her taste, as familiar as his warm study on a cold night, and more enticing than good scotch. Her tongue met his as she invited him in, and she buried her fingers in his hair.
Tess caressed his shoulder and back, and he turned his attention to her, first kissing her sweet mouth, then moving down to the side of her neck. He held his lips over her pulse and enjoyed the steady feel of it moving just out of his reach.
Abby groaned softly, and drew him back to her for the same treatment. He kissed her salty neck and playfully nipped her flesh, then stopped to enjoy her pounding heartbeat.
Yes, either would have been a wonderful partner for the evening. Together, they promised a symphony of pleasure.
He moved his mouth down to Abby’s marvelous breasts, circling her large areolas one at a time and purposely avoiding her hardening nipples. She groaned in protest.
Turning his head, he attended Tess’s taut little breasts and quickly realized how sensitive she was. Her scent of arousal peppered the air as he sipped at her nipples and suckled gently.
“Oh, god,” she breathed, her hand curling into a fist against his shoulder.
He withdrew before he lost her and glanced up to find her eyes glazed over with lust. This maiden voyage was one he must handle with care. The thought kicked his own desire up a notch.
Gripping Abby’s knee, he raised her leg, urged her to her back, and moved to kneel between her sumptuous thighs.
Tess turned to watch, one hand fondling her own breast. He winked at her before turning his attention to Abby’s hungry cunt.
A drop of rich cream already clung to her labia, and he lapped it up, savoring the thick saltiness. Her hips rose as he licked, and her rounded buttocks quivered in his hands.
“Christ, Benjamin, that’s too good.”
He sucked her hard clit between his teeth and squeezed.
“Oh, oh, oh!”
With two fingers, he drew slick cream from her twitching cunt and bathed her in it, preparing her. She spread her legs wide for him, angling her hips up, waiting.
Ready to feel warm flesh against his, he stepped out of his pants as he rose and stretched out on top of her. She wrapped her arms around his chest and covered his neck and shoulders with sizzling kisses.
The air in the room vibrated with his growl of delight as he centered his cock at her opening, anxious to bury himself but just as anxious to enjoy a few more moments of anticipation. He knew how well they fit together, and how her heart pounded against him when she came. He knew how pliant her flesh was under his mouth, and how powerful her emotions were when they exploded in his brain.
Her heels dug into his buttocks, urging him on, and he entered her, easing into her heat, sheathing himself. She rose up to him, her back arched, her head back, baring her throat.
He withdrew and thrust again, and again. Her clit swelled and hardened against his cock as the rest of her body stiffened.
“Now,” he whispered in her ear, and he withdrew once more and started in slowly.
At the first hard spasm, he penetrated her neck and filled himself with her nectar as he filled her with his cock. Searing joy, pleasure, happiness, sunshine—all appeared at once in his head to fill the darkness with light. He sucked, tasting the ecstasy biting at his cock. The bliss rolled over both of them in pounding waves, and he fucked her harder until it eased.
Her cries softened, and he withdrew from her neck and held her as they rocked together. When her hands slid from his back to the bed, he rose up and kissed her mouth.
She smiled. “Damn, that’s good.”
Still enjoying Abby’s warmth and emotions, he looked over at Tess. She sat with one hand at her crotch and the other on her breast as she met his gaze.
He eased away from Abby and moved to the smaller woman, carefully kissing her lips so as not to knick the tender tissue.
“You are a treat,” he said softly.
She spread her legs a little, blushing, and he smiled at her. Her eyes widened at the sight of his fangs, but she didn’t recoil.
He drew her to her feet and turned her around, encircling her so he could caress one breast as he kissed the top of her shoulder.
She stood on her toes and reached back to grab his neck, stretching her slight body against him.
He eased one finger between her pussy lips, sliding in her juices, and found her clit hard and swollen. She writhed against him and groaned softly as he stroked her.
“A very tempting treat,” he whispered.
She arched her back, raising her ass against him, and he easily found her cunt with the head of his prick. Holding her around the waist he lifted her body against his.
Abby’s body he knew; this one he did not. The thrill of newness summoned the hunger forward again, and he pressed his mouth to her neck. Her pulse pumped steadily, whispering.
Fighting to maintain control, he eased his cock into her tight cunt. She shook against him, grabbing a handful of his hair as her head went back to his chest, and then she cried out. Her cunt gripped him with the force of a noose, and he pierced her flesh.
Her body undulated against him as he fed on her, taking all she had to give. He saw her life in flashes of emotion: love for her hard-working parents, hatred for her cruel brother, joy at being out on her own, heartache as she stood beside her grandmother’s grave. He tasted her surprise at his attention, and tumbled headlong into the pure ecstatic bliss she’d given herself over to.
His own seed erupted then, and he drew harder.
She cried out again.
Realizing he neared her limit, he quickly withdrew his fangs and held her as she continued to writhe. Finally, she slowed and stopped, and he eased her down until her feet touched the floor.
He pressed his lips to her ear. “Any man is lucky to win your favor.”
She turned a tired smile up at him. When he released her, she dropped onto the edge of the bed.
Benjamin leaned forward with his hands on his knees, gathering his wits as he delighted in the view of two women so different, both smiling with satisfaction. Then he snatched his clothes from the floor and put them on, relishing the feeling of life still racing through his body.
It would last for a good hour or more before fading away. Normally, he would have wrapped Abby in his arms and enjoyed the time with her. But not tonight.
Something strange tugged at his gut, a feeling of unease. He’d hoped to stave it off by visiting Abby, but it hadn’t worked. Not that he regretted his visit, of course.
Windows rattled under a gale-force gust.
He leaned over Abby, who still lay on her back, and planted a kiss on her mouth.
“You sure she won’t remember…you know?”
“Quite certain,” he said.
Then he straightened, smoothed Tess’s silky hair, and kissed the top of her head before grabbing his cloak and strolling