Luther's Return (Scanguards Vampires Book 10)

“Oh, Katie!” he cried out. “You’re killing me.”


She let him slip from her mouth, only to pull him back into it, sucking harder this time, while her hand moved up and down his erection in sync with her sucking motion. There was something about his taste that made her want more. She felt him starting to thrust, slowly at first, but beneath her hands she sensed the vampire wanting to burst to the surface. Every time she slid down on him, she felt him shudder, and every time she pulled back and withdrew, his hips flexed and he demanded more.

He was putty in her hands, surrendering to her mouth, her lips, her tongue. And for the first time in her life she knew what it was like to be powerful. To be strong. Luther gave her that power. He made her whole again. As if his cock in her mouth was the instrument that infused her with strength.

Katie licked him more feverishly now, eager for his surrender. She brought her second hand to his balls, cupped him, and felt another shudder travel through his body. His cock jerked in her mouth, and anticipation made her own body tremble.

“Stop!” Luther cried out and wrenched himself from her mouth.

He pulled her up by her elbows, and an instant later she found herself bent over the chaise longue, her torso pressed into the cushions, her ass pointing in the air. Luther ripped her panties off, tearing the thin material into shreds.

“Now you’ve done it, Katie!” he ground out. “Shouldn’t have sucked me like that.”

He sounded different now, his voice raspier, his breathing choppy.

“You didn’t like it?” she teased, though she knew the answer to her question.

Luther plunged into her from behind, seating himself in her channel, before he answered, “You know as well as I do how much I liked your mouth around my cock.”

But she barely heard his words, because his hard cock stretching her robbed her nearly of all her senses. “You feel good, Luther, so good.”

He gripped her hips firmly and pulled her toward him, slamming his cock forward at the same time, doubling the impact. All air rushed from her lungs, making her gasp.

“See, Katie? Do you see now what you’re doing to me?”

But she couldn’t answer, because he began to fuck her fast and furious, plunging deep then withdrawing, his hands on her hips imprisoning her so she couldn’t move. Couldn’t escape his unrelenting cock. He stretched her to capacity, his erection touching places inside her that sent hot bolts of pleasure through her body. Her breasts were still imprisoned in her bra and rubbed against the cushions with every thrust Luther delivered. Her nipples were hard peaks begging for relief.

She collected all her strength and pushed herself up so she could bring one hand to the front clasp of her bra. With difficulty she managed to open it just as Luther plunged deeper into her, making her land back in the cushions. On his next withdrawal she succeeded in freeing her breasts from the cups and shucking the bra.

“Fuck, Katie!” he called out and pulled out of her.

“No!” she protested. “Don’t stop!”

He gripped her legs and turned her onto her back, his eyes wild, his fangs extended. His gaze landed on her naked breasts, and she could see him salivate.

“Fuck me, Luther, please!” she begged.

He rolled over her and plunged his cock back into her. Katie let out a contented sigh, relieved that he filled her again. Without him, she’d felt empty.

Luther was riding her hard and fast. She’d never known that such wildness could give her such pleasure, but with every hard thrust and every withdrawal Luther was driving her closer to the edge. Her entire body began to tingle. All her nerve endings seemed to awaken with awareness. And inside her a fire began to burn, slowly making its way to the surface.

“Yes, Luther,” she chanted, pressing her head into the chaise longue and arching her back, offering him what she knew he desired.

A growl came from him, then his breath caressed her breast and teased her nipple. When she felt the tips of his fangs scrape against her skin, she shivered with pleasure. He drove them into her, causing her a split-second of pain, but it vanished as quickly as it had come, making way for pleasure.

She felt him pull hard, feeding from her. Some of the blood spilled from his mouth, so greedily did he drink from her. She felt it trickle down her breast. But Luther didn’t seem to notice. He continued to drink, while farther below, his hips thrust back and forth.