Chapter 48

Long, delicate fingers brushed against his shoulders, sliding down. He felt the unmistakable fumble as each button popped out, a soft plop, and his shirt hit the earthen floor. Her nails raked over his nipples and Jon hissed…warm lips captured a nub and Jon groaned in ecstasy as her tongue flicked eagerly, turning its attention to the other one as well.  

Male fingers hooked on the lacy panties and soft material of her skirt, pulling it down, she stepped eagerly from the soggy mess, letting it fall to her feet. She was suddenly lifted, opening her legs wide; she accommodated the maleness between them, holding on as he moved stealthily. A slight gasp ripped from her as her buttcheeks slammed onto the hood of the car. Her hands were tangled in his hair, her breasts snuggled against the dark fuzz at his chest.  The strangers’ eyes had an odd glimmer to them, resembling ice lit by a mysterious fire, sparking a luminous azure in them. They were trained on her face, burning in urgent need.

Her hand found the buckle pressing into her skin, sliding it to the side, she fumbled with the zipper, her hands clumsy from the cold wetness of the drumming drain. As his jeans peeled away, she was met with a scorching male member, filling her hands, pulsing wildly against her.

She yearned to steal a quick glimpse but was prevented the moment his hands clawed into her hair, forcing her face towards his to receive his searching mouth. The kiss made her world spun, it bordered on pleasure and pain, lights flashed ominously as if nature was grasping the tumultuous storm raging within the two bodies so intimately entwined.

Strong fingers captured her shoulders, clasping down on the delicate skin, he pushed her back until she hissed as the cold steel cradled her body. Splayed before him in naked glory, he licked his fangs hungrily, imagining her taste as he slid his tongue along the slender planes of her frame.

Searching for him in the pouring wet needles, she encountered his hands, only to be spread even more as he stretched her hands above her head. Lamb to the slaughter….Jon grinned to himself as the thought flashed through his mind. What a tasty meal it was going to be!

Heaven lit up again, bathing her body in a navy spotlight. Her legs moved restlessly at his side, affording him an eyeful of a shaven womanhood where he had expected to see dark auburn curls. Her bare nude mount called out to him and he answered, lowering his lips to the softness at the inside of her knees, he nibbled, hearing her sharp intake of breath and the sudden pull at his hair Sharp fangs scratched languorously upwards, his tongue mapping its way towards the soft mount. A quick lick between the warm womanly lips had her whimpering, her back arching towards the sky. She was ready, so damn slick…

A lazy finger stroked at the moist warmth, finding the tiny nub, he began his slow torture. Her whimpers came is tiny, breathless gasps, her hips rolled in perfect harmony with his hand, taking as much as the stranger was offering, her body yearning for more, so much more!

“You love it don’t you darlin’? Hhmmmm  I can feel how ready you are for me….do you want me…do you want me now?”

Her “Oh God yes!” was music to his ears and a dark ominous laugh broke through the night, assaulting her ears. Her heart bounced wildly, her blood was singing in her ears. What was he doing to her?

She was yanked upwards towards the male wall in front of her, her body flush with his. Her long legs coiled around his waist, keeping him close. Feeling the strong throb of his steel prodding at her entrance, she paused, waiting for the exquisite moment when to bodies merge as one.

Jon felt the slip of control flowing out of him, she was all around him, her scent, her pulsing blood, the wild beat of her heart, her sweet curves! Gritting his teeth, he slammed his mouth onto her, forcing himself to enter her slowly. He slid home in one thrust, feeling her body welcoming him eagerly, he rolled his hips slowly, thrusting into her gently.

Her cry was lost in his mouth, her hands raked down his back, her hips swiveled, not satisfied with slow rhythm.

Breaking the kiss he scoffed at her, meeting her gaze. He knew his eyes might be two glowing embers, but she was too far gone to notice anything strange.

“You don’t like it slow do you? A little wildcat aren’t you?” Her blazing eyes and sudden thrust of her hips were answer enough.

“You want it, you got it baby.” He growled viciously and gave the beast full reign.

His thrust was so fierce, it lifted her off the hood, slamming her back onto the car. They heard the unmistakable clank as the steel gave way beneath her weight.

“That’s going to leave a mark. “ Jon groaned, not giving a damn if he left the car totally smashed after this.

She nodded breathlessly. Her body was still in shock, pleasurable, unfamiliar shock… another thrust and she cried out. This was insane! How did he do it? He was unnaturally strong!

Jon’s mouth latched onto a taught nipple and bit down, dragging a whimper from her throat. Treating the twin more gently, she sighed, not realizing that the warmth between them was blood oozing from his pin pricks.

Pulling back from her breasts, her nectar on his tongue, he grabbed her by her buttocks, slamming into her so hard, her scream overshadowed the clap of thunder.

The rhythm of their bodies harmonized, building into a hard, pounding rhythm.  Her mouth worship the perfect planes of his face, licking the pouty lips, she nibbled lower, tasting the rain on his jaw, feeling the slight scrape of his five ‘o clock shadow.

Stroking the dark, wet bangs out of her face, Jon snapped her head backwards, displaying the perfect swanlike neck, focusing on the thick vein pulsing there. He knew his time had come.

As she neared her climax, Jon whizzed in towards his target, a soft crunch and he felt the spill of warm, salty wine onto his tongue, he locked his lips and swallowed greedily…

They reached their pinnacle in an explosion of fireworks. Her frame shuddered against his own, her walls clamped down, rhythmically milking him.

She stilled in his arms, her body limbless. Her breathing was slowing down, her pulse sluggish.

Jon shook her lightly.

“Hey you! Did you just faint on me?” He smiled, confident that his fangs weren’t visible anymore.

“I did?” She giggled embarrassingly.  Shivering against him, she tried closing the gap even more, rubbing against him like a contented kitten.

“I think its time to get you home.” He lifted her as if she was a child.

A yawn slipped from her, and she struggled to keep her eyes open.

“I’m so tiiiirrreeeddd!” She yawned again.

“Too much excitement for one day.” He smiled, thankfully that his feeding frenzy only brought on a bout of tiredness and nothing else. Someone was going to feel a bit lightheaded tomorrow!

As her head hit the back seat she was gone. Thanking his stars he could read minds, he turned the car towards her home, snorting as the dent on the hood glistened in the flash of lighting.