Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 533

Chapter 533: Did I hurt you?

"This is my job," he said, smiling.

He brushed the gown from her shoulders and found her wrists again and brought them to his stomach.

"Right from the beginning, Isa, the way it ought to be."

Wordlessly, she did his bidding, with trembling hands, until they stood in naked splendor before each other. Blood beat in their ears.

They held that moment for a heartbeat, the pale moonlight spilling in to give them a clear view of each other. They admired one another without touching, simply looking, taking in every detail, until Rohan’s strong hands gripped her shoulders, pulling her close and guiding her down onto the hay, the blanket spread beneath them.

He moved with strength and passion, rolling gently with her as their bodies pressed together. His kisses were urgent, claiming her everywhere she could feel him.

Her arms wrapped tightly around him. Her lips sought his. Her body arched instinctively, responding to every movement. Above her, he braced himself, steady and poised, holding her close.

"Do you remember our first time together, my love?" he whispered, his lips barely leaving hers. Without waiting for an answer, he continued, "It was one of the best moments of my life."

Belle cupped his cheeks in her palms, "I have flashes of moments with you come back to me sometimes, those times we make love...they come to me whenever I feel aroused and I am thinking of you..."

Rohan grinned and then leaned down and kissed her hard on the mouth as he whispered, "That’s good. Let’s make them come back more."

"Let’s talk later, I want to feel you inside me, please." She breathed impatiently, gone past thoughts of waiting longer for the final blending of their bodies.

He hovered above her, careful not to rush her, for with how aroused he was, he doubted he could control himself without going too rough. Still locked on her gaze, he rubbed himself against her warmth, moving his hips and letting his hardened shaft part her swollen folds, feeling her wet and ready for him.

Her impatient hands sought his hips, pulling him closer to her seeking flesh, arching her body upward to rub against him more. The friction made her shiver, and it drew a low groan from him.

"Please..." she moaned, flowing into him gently, pressing up toward the hard, hot fullness of his manhood, breaking his restraint. Like two broken pieces of a puzzle, they joined in fluid motion, her body enclosing his cock, her warmth wrapping tightly around him. She wound her arms around his neck, and Rohan’s body, radiating heat, pressed down on her in a consuming, delicious weight.

He paused, savoring the exquisite tightness of her around him, biting down on his lower lip to stop himself from moving too soon. He wanted her to adjust fully, to feel him completely, to taste every inch of their joining.

Despite the winter cold, heat rose between them. Belle reached her hand to his face, grazing the smooth, golden skin, sending fresh tremors through his large frame.

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