And the onslaught of lust and desire continued, rushing through her, heating her blood, building pleasure upon pleasure, until she was trembling. Her skin tight. Her body taut.
She barely felt his fangs pull out. She barely heard Jesse breathe her name. She reeled too violently to be aware of anything but Gideon sliding his hand between her legs, pushing past her wet panties, burying three fingers inside her clenching pussy.
Then his mouth slammed to hers. Fangs sliced through her lips. The taste of her own blood washed over her tongue.
Emma screamed into Gideon’s mouth, and everything broke inside of her. Her juices coated Gideon’s fingers as her tight walls fluttered around them, and Gideon’s tongue almost silenced her. He sought out every bit of her mouth, absorbing her shouts, absorbing the waves of bliss that overtook her. He kissed her until her lungs burned, and when he finally pulled away, she could barely suck in the much needed air.