Chapter 164
Viktor burst into his chambers, slamming the doors open with his back as he carried Kamilla against his front, embracing the warmth he got hom har be wrapped around his. She lit him like a custom made glove. All his.
Her legs tightened around his waist and he knew she was getting as desperate as he was.
She could no longer speak, only sighing and moaning her desire as he hungrily kissed her, allowing her to push his coat off his shoulders and unbution Mis shirt. Viktor was ravenous. As ravenous as a beast that had been starved for weeks, which, in a way, he was. He’d been so hungry for her,
“Y–your… she whispered shakily. “… meeting…”
Viktor stalked over to his bed and dropped them onto it, pinning her to the mattress. “Fuck it…” he growled
out.
There was no way he could think about anything else right now. Not with Kamilla’s body slowly becoming bare before his sight. Not with her hands running up into his hair and her mouth hungry against his.
Viktor threw her coat over his shoulder and pulled her knees up around his waist so he could run his hands up over her bare thighs, kneading the soft flesh.
“I’ve been fucking desperate, Kamilla,” he groaned against her neck, dragging her sweater up to yank it off. “Been fucking hungry…
His hot mouth against her breasts sent Kamilla falling into a spiral of bliss, her entire body aflame with it. “For… m–me?” she gasped, clutching at his bare shoulders.
“Always you,” he whispered with a hungry kiss, lowering his body on hers so their naked torsos touched and sent pleasure shooting through both of them.
The feel of her bare breasts, soft and warm against his hard chest was enough to send Viktor into a frenzy.
She drove him insane. This woman who he never expected to need this much. She drove him to absolute madness.
His hands were relentless, ridding them both of their clothes so he could see more of her. So he could explore every inch of her.
Kamilla’s stubborn streak disappeared when he became like this. When he set her on fire with desire this way, she had no way to fight him. This was when she totally submitted to her Vampire King, giving him all of her.
When he pinned her to the mattress, caging her wrists and pinning her down with his hips, the helplessness she felt sent such an unexpected burst of pleasure exploding through her that Kamilla could do nothing but moan her plea. Her body writhed beneath his, her core needy for his hard arousal that rubbed provocatively against it.
Kamilla thought her lip would bleed from her biting on it, but she couldn’t help it. The power of the desire Viktor stirred within her was more than physical. It reached into the depth of her soul and made her want him with a ferociousness that surpassed all her logical thought. She knew nothing but that she wanted him inside her, bringing her to that release that she needed with every inch of her.
“Viktor…” her lips whispered against his. When his hand caressed down her body and Kamilla suddenly felt skilled fingers press into her core, rubbing and caressing her into a state of madness, her back arched off the bed as she climaxed, her throat too thick with tears to release anything more coherent than a ragged groan.
Viktor hissed, feeling like his Vampire’s soul was on fire. He grunted against her neck, his senses intoxicated by the scent of her arousal. “So wet,” he groaned as Kamilla whimpered, clutching at him. “You smell so fucking good, Kamilla…”
Letting his urges take control, Viktor slid down between her thighs and inhaled her scent, getting drunk on it. He looked up at her, eyes glowing green behind the sway of his black hair. Kamilla trembled as he slowly smiled at her, like a cat at a mouse hole. With no warning, he dove in, feeding on her to his heart’s content.
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