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BLADE
She smelled absolutely incredible. Something about her appealed to my wolf on a primal level. He wanted her, and he wanted her now. He’d never wanted anything quite so badly as he wanted to be inside her.
Edge’s skin was soft under my hands, her curves intoxicating. I brought my mouth down on hers, and she moaned, legs weakening slightly.
As if she suddenly realised she didn’t want to just stand there and take whatever I gave her, she threw her arms around my neck, winding her fingers in my hair, and spinning so I ended up backed into the wall.
My c**k jumped when she took control, and I knew she definitely felt it pressed against her.
I ran my hands down her waist towards her hips, moving them around to her back. I froze when I felt something hard at the small of her back… she wasn’t carrying a gun, was she?
She pulled away from me when my hands reached the bottom of her back and I froze. “Blade…”
“Edge, why are you carrying a gun?”
“I told you I work in security, Blade. It’s very rare that I’m unarmed.”
It’s feasible… but I wasn’t convinced.
Something wasn’t right here, but my wolf was out to play and he really wanted her, regardless of whatever she was hiding. I would have to find out exactly what she is hiding, but that was a problem for tomorrow.
Besides, bloody hell. Pot, kettle, much. I hadn’t been honest either.
Rather than letting the mood dip further, I leaned back down to kiss her again, my hands sliding under her ass, lifting her so she could wrap her legs around my waist.
I moved towards the living room, quickly, too quickly. It was far quicker than a human would have been able to, but she didn’t even react, she just carried on kissing me, her tongue sliding across my own.
I set her down on the sofa, dropping to my knees in front of her, never breaking the kiss. She moaned when my hands ran up her thighs, my fingers tangling in her lace underwear, teasing them down her legs.
Her breathing was laboured when I pulled back from her mouth, her eyes watching me intently as I started undoing my shirt. Her hands reached behind her, undoing the zip of her dress, which she lifted and pulled over her head in one fluid motion, before letting it fall next to her with a thud.
She wasn't wearing a bra, so within an instant, she sat in front of me, just in those heels that made her legs go on forever.
I pulled her closer, so she ended up sitting on the edge of the sofa. Before she could react, I ran my tongue straight over her opening, her eyes rolling back in her head as she moaned.
Her hands fisted in my hair when I swirled the tip of my tongue around her c**t, keeping my mouth exactly where she wanted it.
Edge's nails dug into my scalp when I sucked her c**t into my mouth and thrust one finger inside her. She cried out beneath me, squirming, trying to tilt her hips, begging for more.
I added a second finger, working her harder and faster whilst her breathing quickened. I curled my fingers inside her, pressing straight into her g-spot, the sight of her coming apart leaving me harder than I've ever been.
She screamed when her orgasm hit, her walls pulsing around my fingers as I brought her back down slowly.
Her hands fisted in the blanket, and for a moment, I could have sworn I saw fangs in her mouth, but that must have been a trick of the light. I’d have known if she was a vampire, I’d have been able to smell it.
I moved back over her, holding my weight off her with my hands on either side of her head. My hips rotated on their own, the tip of my c**k rubbing up and down her opening.
I lifted her left leg onto my shoulder, spreading her wide for me. She screamed again when I let myself go, thrusting all the way inside her to the hilt in one movement.
She whimpered when I started moving, my thrusts slow, sensual and shallow.
Her right leg wound around my waist, tilting her hips upwards.
Her green eyes were wide, sparkling, distracting me for long enough that she could roll us over, ending with her straddling me, fully in control. Her head fell back as she bounced on my c**k, her movements rough.
Her hands covered mine, bringing them up to cup her breasts whilst she bounced.
The fingers of her left hand found her c**t, drawing hard circles around the sensitive bud. She was close. The walls of her p***y started fluttering around me, and when I reached up to draw her n****e into my mouth, her movements faltered, becoming less controlled.
I bit down into her breast, and she came with a scream, hard, dragging me under with her.
She fell on my chest, her breathing still erratic as she came down from her orgasm, both of our bodies slightly sweaty.
A knock at the door interrupted us, and she jumped, my c**k still buried inside her, somehow getting hard again.
“Blade, there’s been an incident...” My right hand man, Joseph burst in. I forgot he had a spare key. I growled under my breath. The stress was evident in his face, but that didn’t mean I wanted to be interrupted.
“s**t, Blade, I didn’t realise you had company, man.”
She rolled off me, moving around the room to pull her clothes back on. Apparently she was perfectly comfortable with nudity. Surprisingly so for a human, anyway.
I could see how her dress dropped at the back from the weight of her gun. Was it actually in her dress somehow…?
“It’s fine, I was just leaving. See you around, Blade.”
I growled at Joseph when I saw him watching her, his eyes on her ass as she walked away.
“I didn’t realise you had company tonight, boss. She’s hot.”
“Wasn’t planned, Bite, keep your hands and eyes off her. What kind of incident are we talking about?” Joseph hated the nickname Bite, but it stuck, and had done for decades.
“The delta has been assassinated.”
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