He responded by softly kissing along the crease of her legs, as he gently sat her on the bed. Then he spread her legs open until he was comfortably caged between her knees. He quickly lost control as he teased her outer lips open with his tongue.
Samantha moaned loudly at his sweet invasion. Her hands fisted into his long raven hair as he kissed her sex mercilessly.
Luca flicked over her clit with the tip of his tongue, and heard Samantha release a small scream. She tasted delicious, so sweet and wet for him. Running his fingers into her soft red curls, he parted her so he could kiss her deeply. His tongue darted into her core as he brushed the pad of his thumb over her sensitive nub.
Samantha felt her blood rushing as Luca tormented her with oral finesse. She threw her head back in delight. “Yes, Luca. That feels so good. Please don’t stop,” she begged.
Luca inserted a finger, then two, pumping into her as he licked her sensitive petal. He was careful not to nick her with his fangs, not yet. As she began to quiver in his arms, he could feel she was close.
Samantha began to shake as her arousal built. She bucked her hips up to him as he took her over the cliff of pleasure. She thought she saw stars dance as her orgasm tore through her. “Oh God, Luca. Yes!” she screamed.
Luca sucked on her clit as Samantha shook above him. Releasing her for merely a second, he licked over the smooth skin of her inner thigh, and bit into her. As the blood trickled into his throat, he groaned in delight at the taste of her. He wanted more of her magic-laced liquid, but restrained himself, licking the wounds shut.
In a silent haze, Luca stood up, while Samantha lifted her heavy-lidded eyes to meet his. Without speaking a word, she unbuckled his pants, never looking away. He pulled off his shirt, and Samantha grew aroused once again, admiring his rock-hard abs. His chest was smooth and muscular, his shoulders broad. He watched her with great intensity as she unzipped his pants. His cock sprung forward into her small soft hands.
Luca hissed as Samantha jerked him toward her slightly so she could lick the tip of him. His head rolled back when she cupped his testicles and began to run her tongue up and down his shaft.
Samantha hadn’t given oral sex to very many men. But the instant she saw Luca’s virile masculinity, she craved the taste of him. She deliberately glided her tongue along the sinewy length of him, and could detect a slight pulse as she swirled her lips over his tip. She held him firm with one hand as she parted her lips, seductively taking him into her mouth.
They held each other’s gaze as she gently sucked him, back and forth, pumping him in and out; her warm soft lips firmly viced on his straining sex. This witch surely was performing a spell on him because he felt helpless in her hands. He growled as he struggled not to come.
“Darlin’, you’ve gotta stop. Please. I want to be inside you.” He put his hands on her shoulders, trying to cease the intense sensation. “Now.” He gritted his teeth, resisting the urge to come.
As she released him, he pulled her to her feet, and they spilled into the bed together. She eased backwards on her hands and feet, feeling like a lion’s prey, yet smiling, as if she was thoroughly enjoying the chase.
Luca stalked over to her on his hands and knees, until she was caged against the bed. He felt a primitive need to claim her, so she’d never know another man. With a hungry urgency, he leaned over and captured her lips.
Samantha deliriously explored his mouth, lost in his animalistic kiss. She wanted him so badly, feeling as if he were her first. And she knew in that moment, that there would be no other for her. Captivated by his raw power, she submitted to the overwhelming pleasure she felt within his snare.
Breathing heavily, he tore his lips from hers, yet again silently seeking her acceptance. She nodded, unable to speak, and he lowered his head to suckle the rosy tip of her breast. Samantha screamed in ecstasy as he bit gently and teased the shimmering bud.
Unable to submit to the glorious torture any longer, she found her voice. “Please Luca, I need you in me.”
Reluctantly releasing her breast, Luca gazed into Samantha’s eyes, and he slowly sheathed himself inside her. Samantha’s eyes widened as she gasped. He halted his entrance to give her time to adjust to his substantial size. She started to rock up into him, letting him know she was ready for him. Luca groaned as he joined his body to hers fully.
“Aw, yes. You feel so warm and wet. You’re amazing.” He sucked her lip, until she opened for him. They kissed in rhythm as he began to pump in and out of her.
Samantha had never felt so womanly in all her life. No man had ever made her come before, and Luca’s finely-tuned movements started to build yet another climax in her womb. He knew exactly how to brush his pelvis against her clit, teasing her senses, mounting her arousal and waning it back again.
Luca kissed up and down the alabaster skin of her neck, feathering kisses behind her ear down to her breast. He dipped his head down and suckled a sensitive peak. Holding himself up with one hand, he caressed the other aching bud. Samantha moaned with pleasure as he pinched the taut nub between his fingers. She responded in turn by wrapping her legs around his waist, driving him deeper into her tight moist heat.
Completely enveloped by her, Luca felt on the precipice of his own release. He began to hasten his movement, thrusting himself in and out of her softness.
Samantha couldn’t hold herself back any longer as he slammed into her hard. She screamed against his throat as the climax rippled throughout her body. The pulsating sensation was so intense she shook against him.
Luca felt her tighten around him, massaging his hardness. Surrendering to the exquisite pleasure, he exploded within her. He felt as if he’d been hit by a lightning bolt, realizing his orgasm was like nothing he’d ever experienced in all his two hundred years. He wished it was her magic making him feel this extraordinary pleasure but knew it was his heart; she was taking it, and there was nothing he could do to stop himself from falling.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Luca opened his eyes and glanced down at the beautiful woman in his arms. After making love the previous night, they had both fallen into a deep sleep. It was a rare indulgence for Luca to sleep with a female. He listened to her heartbeat and felt the rise of her belly with her every breath. Samantha had somehow touched his heart, and he couldn’t even say in that moment that he regretted giving it to her. After two hundred years of a self-imposed moratorium on love, he couldn’t resist Samantha. She was vulnerable, yet intelligent and strong. She was a survivor, and Luca admired her spirit and resolve.
Thinking of Eliza, he knew she would want him to move on and be happy. It had been such a long time. And while he truly did love Eliza, it was a young man’s love that had attracted him to her. He wondered how he would have felt after years of marriage to her if they hadn’t been attacked. Yet it had been a different time then. Women were very proper, and he’d been quite the respectable lad. The truth was that he’d never known Eliza in a biblical sense. They’d only kissed, which had been appropriate for that time period.
As he lay spooning Samantha, he pulled her closer to him. Luca might not have wanted a human lover, but now that he’d made love with her, he was certain he’d never let her go. Deep inside her last night, he’d fought the urge to claim Samantha. If he’d bitten her during climax, they would begin to bond. But he wasn’t sure how Samantha felt about him. Did she want to live with him? He was vampire, and she’d barely adjusted to the fact that she was a witch. She was adamant about returning to her life in Pennsylvania.