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She was so fucking perfect, the sight was enough to kill him. He lowered his mouth to her chest, cupping, caressing, and reraging could no longer resist him or the dark desire he conjured up within her.
She pulled off his shirt, her hands desperate to trace the wide expanse of his bare chest.
Nothing could have prepared her for the burst of pleasure she felt at the sensation of his naked body against hers, writhing and reeking dance that seemed to draw her even deeper into him.
The sounds she was making filled his head, nearly driving Viktor insane. Never before had he felt such desire, such hunger, foelled by the son woman. Kamilla was something dangerous.
“Kamilla,” Her name was on his tongue, it filled his head. It was written on his dark soul in bright red fire. “I want you… every fucking inch of you…
She trembled against him. “Viktor…”
Their mouths collided, fuelling the fire between them. He was hot and heavy against her and Kamilla wrapped both arms around him, throwing her head back when he rocked against her. Nothing had ever felt that amazing before. It was so powerful, she thought she would splinter to pieces.
His warmth left her when she felt him slip away, trailing his hands down her body. She shivered, her fingers searching for him.
Kamilla’s eyes flew open when she felt his hands spread her thighs, strong fingers tracing powerfully over her core until she was breathless, writhing against the bed. She was just barely grasping for a climax when his hands disappeared. Kamilla sighed only to release a ragged groan when she suddenly felt his
mouth there.
Her back shot up, arching off the bed, her hands instantly diving into his hair and gripping his head as wave after of wave of powerful release washed over
her.
She’d never felt anything like it before. It was overwhelmingly powerful, all–consuming and Kamilla could do nothing but give in to the pleasure of it. It sent her over the edge and Kamilla felt like she was soaring through a galaxy, the space around her lit up with brilliantly white stars.
She felt his arms wrap around her as she floated down, body light as a feather. Then his mouth was on hers again and Kamilla couldn‘ burning through her again. Her arms wrapped around him as he moved his mouth to kiss her chin, her cheek, her forehead.
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Chapter 44
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Her skin tingled strangely wherever his mouth touched and Kamilla was aware of the pulsing need that had suddenly taken over het Body
What was this sorcery that Viktor had done to het? Against her will, her hands trailed up, curving around his neck. She held kid to her as fill wreaket i on her self–control with nothing but his mouth.
“I feel you, Kamilla,” he said. She shivered when his breath caressed her neck. He kissed where the pulse throbbed in her neck, sucking on her “I feet ait of you… inside myself…”
His lips trailed over her rosy cheek and when Viktor kissed her, possessing her mouth, Kamilla’s defenses cracked and shattered. He kissed her with a hot ferocious hunger that left her breathless, his mouth exploring her taste and loving it.
Too soon, she felt him pull away and she blinked, attempting to clear her vision. Her eyes were heavy with desire, seeing nothing past the man before her
Soft material brushed against her face and Kamilla felt her clothes come off. Her hands dived beneath his shirt and she delighted in the feel of his hot, hard body against her soft fingers. She felt him tremble at her touch and felt more than satisfaction fill her. To know that this large man was trembling, made weak by the simple touch of her hand put her on cloud nine.
Viktor groaned with desire when her body was exposed to his hungry gaze. Her hair spilled over his black sheets like a red river flowing around her vanilla white skin. She stared at him with hungry, heavy–lidded green eyes, her lips pink and parted on a silent gasp.
She was so fucking perfect, the sight was enough to kill him. He lowered his mouth to her chest, cupping, caressing, and ravaging her body until Kamilla could no longer resist him or the dark desire he conjured up within her.
She pulled off his shirt, her hands desperate to trace the wide expanse of his bare chest.
Nothing could have prepared her for the burst of pleasure she felt at the sensation of his naked body against hers, writhing and rocking in a pleasurable dance that seemed to draw her even deeper into him.
The sounds she was making filled his head, nearly driving Viktor insane. Never before had he felt such desire, such hunger, fuelled by the sounds of a woman. Kamilla was something dangerous.
“Kamilla.” Her name was on his tongue, it filled his head. It was written on his dark soul in bright red fire. “I want you… every fucking inch of you…”
She trembled against him. “Viktor…”
Their mouths collided, fuelling the fire between them. He was hot and heavy against her and Kamilla wrapped both arms around him, throwing her head back when he rocked against her. Nothing had ever felt that amazing before. It was so powerful, she thought she would splinter to pieces.
His warmth left her when she felt him slip away, trailing his hands down her body. She shivered, her fingers searching for him.
Kamilla’s eyes flew open when she felt his hands spread her thighs, strong fingers tracing powerfully over her core until she was breathless, writhing against the bed. She was just barely grasping for a climax when his hands disappeared. Kamilla sighed only to release a ragged groan when she suddenly felt his mouth there.
Her back shot up, arching off the bed, her hands instantly diving into his hair and gripping his head as wave after of wave of powerful release washed over her.
She’d never felt anything like it before. It was overwhelmingly powerful, all–consuming and Kamilla could do nothing but give in to the pleasure of it. It sent her over the edge and Kamilla felt like she was soaring through a galaxy, the space around her lit up with brilliantly white stars.
She felt his arms wrap around her as she floated down, body light as a feather. Then his mouth was on hers again and Kamilla couldn’t believe the desire burning through her again. Her arms wrapped around him as he moved his mouth to kiss her chin, her cheek, her forehead.
Only Half Dead
