“Yes!” She screamed again. Samantha was starting to shake. She fought for breath; her head rolled backwards as her body tightened like a spring.
“Or did you mean here?” Luca put his soft, firm lips around her swollen pink bead, sucking. At the same time, he stimulated the stretch of skin inside her by slightly crooking his fingers upward toward him. He loved hearing her scream in pleasure, loved making her feel good. It was music to his ears. Unrelenting, he kept up the torturous delightful invasion, bringing her into a rapturous state of frenzy.
“I’m coming! Yes! Luca! Luca!” The crest of an incredible climax broke over her. Samantha felt as if she was floating out of her body as a zenith of pleasure rocked throughout every cell of her being. She grabbed tightly on his hair, holding him to her. Quaking under his touch, she gasped for breath.
Relishing the sweet taste of Samantha and the sound of her climax, Luca was hardened in arousal. He climbed over her, resting his forearms next to her head. The tip of his erection pressed against her wet entrance. Belly to belly, he reveled in the feel of their flesh as one. He smiled down on her as she slowly opened her eyes.
Every inch of her skin was hypersensitive after the amazing orgasm Luca had given her. Feeling his weight above her, she gazed at him through heavy-lidded eyes, and smiled back. “Did you enjoy teasing me? Because I sure enjoyed it. That was unreal.”
She couldn’t get over how incredible he made her feel. She’d gone years never being able to come during intercourse, yet this man knew exactly what to do to make her body sing. It was as if he’d known her forever.
“I love you, Samantha,” he affirmed. “You have no idea what you do to me.”
“I love hearing you tell me that. I love you. I want to be your wife, to be with you, forever. I guess I just want to keep saying it and hearing it to make sure this is real.”
“Oh, this is real, all right. So is this.” Luca dipped his head and passionately kissed her. Their tongues danced together as he drove his velvety steel shaft into her hot center. Samantha was slick with need and ready to take all of him as he sheathed himself in a single, smooth stroke.
Luca stopped kissing Samantha so he could look into her eyes as he possessed her. She was so responsive to his every move, and he could not seem to get enough of her. Unhurriedly, he rocked in and out of her, enjoying her tight heat. Rolling over onto his back, he brought her with him so she was on top.
“That’s it, baby. Ride me, good and slow,” he directed. He placed his hands on her waist, letting her set the pace.
Samantha hadn’t been on top very often, but it was something she had yearned to do. Writhing on Luca, she closed her eyes and let the sensation take over her body. Arching her hips, her breath hitched as her clit brushed against his pubic bone. She pressed down to meet his every primal thrust stimulating her sensitive nub.
Luca was lost in her rhythm. His heart beat for this woman. She was resplendent and sensual, so open to discovery. He took his time, provocatively surging into her again and again. Luca splayed his hands across Samantha’s ass: massaging her, guiding her. The sight of her perky breasts mere inches from his face teased him. His tongue darted out to capture one. She accommodated his silent request, leaning toward him so that he could suckle her tightly beaded point. Taking it between his teeth, he bit down slightly, then sucked it once more.
Samantha moaned in blissful pain; his bite tingled down to her aching sex. She could feel the rise of her orgasm evolving. So close, but she needed more of him. As if he could read her thoughts, his fingertips approached the crevice of her bottom. The feel of his hands on her so close to her ass, where she’d learned to experiment, thrilled her. She couldn’t explain her urge; it felt like a driving primal pulse within her. Encouraging him, she pushed herself further into his hands.
Luca sensed that she craved the touch of him inside her. Reaching around her mound, he glided his forefinger over her wet folds. Lubricating his hand, he moved around her back again. Softly, he feathered his moist digit around her rosebud. He felt her shudder under his touch, yet she pushed back again, seeking more.
“Is this what you need?” He continued to circle her bottom.
She shook her head, not wanting to voice her desire.
“Come on, Samantha. Let go. It’s okay to let go. Tell me and I’ll give you want you need.”
“Inside me. Please,” she panted. As the pace and tension increased, her heart raced. She wanted it, needed it.
“Yes, so nice. I love how you open for me,” he whispered. Slowly and gently he slid a digit into her untouched need. Feeling her clench, he guided her. “That’s it baby, let me in. Relax, feel me and push back a little. Ah yeah, you’re taking me.” He felt his finger slip all the way into her tight hole. Her core began to quiver and clench down around his cock. She was going over the edge.
A thrilling awareness ripped through Samantha upon Luca’s dark invasion. She felt deliciously full. As soon as she’d felt his finger enter her from behind in conjunction with his engorged masculinity, a mind-shattering orgasm slammed into her. Rocking feverishly, she thrashed above him, riding the glorious climax. He was thrusting up into her hard; the sound of flesh meeting flesh rang through her ears. Her senses had never felt so abundantly bombarded. She screamed Luca’s name wildly as she came. “Yes, Luca, fuck me, please,” she cried.
Luca thrust up into her over and over, possessing her, taking her. Hearing his name, he reveled in how easily she submitted to the throes of passion. As soon as he’d filled her, she fisted his swollen shaft in a tingly hold, pulsating around him.
Seeking to bond with her further, he extended a claw, slicing his own wrist. He held the beaded blood to her pink lips, and she instinctively captured it, sucking greedily. Shocking her into another climax, his powerful blood filled her mouth. She came fast and hard and took him with her. Losing every last shred of control, Luca jarred and spilled his hot seed deep within her.
Lying still beneath Samantha, Luca’s body celebrated the simultaneous wild release they’d experienced. Their bodies mingled as one as they drifted into a relaxed state of euphoria. Samantha rolled off Luca onto her back. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close to him. She lazily draped her leg over his and placed a palm on his chest. An awareness of calm settled between them. Having sated both their physical and emotional selves, they silently touched and luxuriated in their newly blossomed love.
Samantha immediately felt Luca’s blood whirr through her veins. She loved everything about Luca and realized that after weeks of turmoil, she simply was at peace. She loved him more than she’d ever thought was possible. He’d helped her transform from mere mortal to witch and soon she was to be his wife.
Tracing a finger on his chest, she looked up to meet his eyes. “I want you to know that in this moment, I’ve never been happier in my entire life. These past few weeks have been life-changing for me. I felt horrible about what happened, not knowing. I was scared about being a witch…actually I hated being turned into a witch. And maybe my gifts still do scare me a little bit,” she admitted. “But I don’t care if I never remember what happened to me. I am who I am now. There’s nothing but the future ahead of us, and I can’t wait to marry you, to start our life.”
He kissed the top of her head. “Me too. It’s strange. I’ve been living for hundreds of years, but ever since I met you, I’ve realized that I haven’t really been living. Or loving. Don’t laugh, but I feel kind of reborn, so to speak. I need you in my home, my bed. You’re already in my heart.”
Samantha and Luca lay naked in each other’s arms for over an hour on the deck, talking and planning for their future together. A lazy ride back up the muddy Mississippi eventually brought them back to their port. The sounds of street players ripping jazz tunes along the waterfront welcomed them home.