His Mate

Chapter 2: A One Night Stand

“I feel so hot.” Samantha murmured as she took off her clothes and headed to the bathroom to soak herself in the bathtub. But to her surprise, she saw someone showering inside the glass shower room.

“I couldn’t control myself anymore. I feel so hot.” She thought. She entered the shower room even when knowing that someone is inside.

“Did Peter let a woman enter my room again,” Bryle murmured as he brushed her hair with his hand while looking at the naked woman who entered in the bathroom. His eyed roamed her body and he had a good look when she came inside the shower room.

“Help me!” Samantha desperately said in a low voice. Bryle was immediately turned on after hearing her voice. It was like a music in his ears. He looked at the woman in front of her for another second and pulled her close to him. He turned off the water and started to touch her plump breast. She moaned heavily.

He kissed her aggressively like a beast devouring his prey. His hands went down to her core and slid his finger inside her which left a moan from her mouth. He did that multiple times making her extremely wet. Her response made his body hard. He controlled himself and carried her and laid her on the bed. He got a towel and dried himself first and the woman. As he was drying her hair, Samantha pulled him in a deep kiss. He was not able to control himself already. His lips went to her breast and she run her finger on his soft and black hair as her body curved because of the tingling sensation she felt. He finally went inside her and just like that they spent the night together as their moans filled the entire room.

Bryle woke up when he felt someone moved beside him. He looked over and saw the active woman last night sleeping like an angel.

“What a beauty,” he whispered. “You exactly looked like the painting hanged in your room in the past.” He carefully observed her face and the more he looked at her his admiration is increasing.

“I have finally found you my love. I’m glad to see you again as a living person.” He thought as he stood up and wore his clothes. Before he left he bit her shoulder with his fangs.