Sensual Danger (Venice Vampyr #4)

A breath escaped her and joined the moan Nico released. His eyes were shining back at her, a red rim around his irises. Stunned at what she saw, she froze for a moment, but then Nico’s hands on her hips distracted her, urging her to move. At first she moved slowly, but with every second that passed, her body heated more, and her rhythm took on a life of its own, not listening to her brain anymore, but simply responding to nature’s demand.

Beneath her, Nico thrust upwards each time she bore down on him, intensifying the impact. Her pearl vibrated with each movement, driving her to continue.

“Oh, God, Oriana!” Nico cried out, before he reversed their positions, rolling her onto her back.

Suddenly she found herself underneath him, her legs spread wide, and his cock pounding into her.

“But I thought,” she managed to croak.

He grinned down at her. “My turn to ride you.”

She found herself wrapping her legs around him, pulling him closer, adding to the power of his thrusts by digging her heels into his backside.

“Just like that,” he mumbled near her ear. “Let me fuck you hard and deep.”

To her surprise, she felt no pain or discomfort. All she felt was the lust that danced between them, the passion that ignited with every thrust, and the fire that burned around them. The heat that filled the room. She loved the feeling of being at his mercy, unable to get out from underneath him, unable to escape his relentless thrusts, his insatiable cock.

He stretched her wide, yet the fullness she felt was exhilarating, the sensations that raced through her body addictive. She wanted more of this. She wanted all of him.

His hands gripped her hard, probably leaving bruises on her delicate skin, but she didn’t care. As long as he touched her and looked at her with such passion, she didn’t mind. Because right now he made her feel like the most important person in his life. He only saw her. Nobody else existed.

When he sank his lips onto her neck and licked and kissed her there, she shivered, feeling a tingling sensation running through her body. As it reached her pearl, she lost all conscious thought. She was flying, her body weightless.

In the distance she heard Nico’s shout, a last thrust by him, and then a rush of warmth flooding her womb.

“Fuck, yes!!” he cried out, before he collapsed on top of her.

Her legs released him, falling limply to the sides. Before she could complain about his heavy body on her chest, Nico rolled onto his back, taking her with her, his cock slipping halfway out of her. As she lay on top of him, her body too weak to move, his hands went back to her hips, pushing her down on him completely and driving his cock deep inside her again.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his masculine scent.

“My love?”

“Mmm?” she answered.

“I hope you’re not too tired.”

She lifted her head to look at him. “Why?”

“Because I’m not done.”

“But you . . . I mean, I felt . . . ”

He grinned sinfully. “Oh, I came. But if you remember I promised to show you all different ways of how a man can make love to his wife.”

“Tonight?”

He brought his lips to hers. “We’ll start tonight. But we won’t finish tonight.”





12


“I have business to attend to tonight,” Nico said as he rose and got out of bed.

It was early evening, and Oriana and he had spent most of the previous two days and nights in bed. She’d never imagined that such bliss was possible. No married woman had ever mentioned enjoying marital relations, let alone engaging in them with such frequency. By daylight even!

“Oh?” She made a disappointed face.

Nico smiled and bent to her for a soft kiss. “I’ll be back after midnight. Don’t wait up for me. Sleep.”

“Will you come to my bed when you return?” Two days ago she would have never thought that she’d ever make such a demand, but after all the things that she and Nico had shared in the last few days, she had developed enough confidence to ask for what she wanted.

“You’ll awake with my cock thrusting inside you, my hands on your breasts, and my lips on yours.”

Her heartbeat accelerated, her body unashamed of the desire that coursed through her at his words. “Would you really take me while I’m asleep?”

Nico leaned closer. “Yes, and you know why?”

“Why?” she echoed.

“Because you want me to. Because just thinking of it now gets you all wet. Am I right?”

His hand reached under the sheet and slid between her legs, legs she spread for him willingly. His finger probed at her moist core, then plunged inside her. She panted, instantly aroused and wanting more.

“Ah, my wanton wife. Who would have thought that you would turn into such an insatiable wicked woman?”

“You find me insatiable?”

“Oh yes, quite.” He withdrew his finger from her body and licked it, looking at her with hungry eyes.

The sight made her womb clench with need.