All Chapters of Steamy Encounters: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

I didn't pull out, even though I knew I should have. A man with any sense left in him would have eased back, found a cloth, and put the wound to rights. But I stayed buried in her, softening gradually, and every small shift of my weight made her breath catch.Okay, I wasn't a man. But come on.The wound on her throat was still open because I didn't lick it closed. I pressed my thumb over them, and the blood welled up around the pad. It ran warm down her neck into the quilt. She reached up and dragged her thumb across my lower lip, and it came away red. She looked at it for a long moment, then put it in her mouth. I was stunned. Shocked, I stared at her as she sucked her blood off her thumb like it was honey, and watched me while she did it. My cock twitched inside her, still refusing to let her go. I got my arm under her and rolled us both onto our sides, and she made a small sound of complaint when I slipped out of her. I moved up her body, kissing the underside of her jaw and

She sank onto me to the root and stopped, and her cunt pulsed around me.“Fuck!” I gasped. My body locked up in pleasure. Gods. How could this be possible? Why was sex with her so different? Was this what Moon meant when he told me I would feel different with the woman destined for me?It wasn't Ocean, was it? There was no way the one destined for me was the same human who seemed to enjoy tormenting the hell out of me more than anything. It seemed like her favourite pastime.She stayed still with her hands braced on my chest and her hair hanging down around both our faces. “How do I feel, Jol?” she whispered, rolling her hips as she did so. “How does my pussy feel around your dick? Does it feel the same as those other women you've fucked before me?”I shook my head. “Not at all.” I saw no use in lying. “You feel like the inside of a wound,” I confessed, and before she could yell about the comparison, I continued, “Hot and tight and mine. Every time you drop onto me, I have to talk mys

OCEANIt has been a fortnight since I started living with him. Jol, despite being a pain in the arse previously, was the best lover any woman could ask for. He did all the work around the house and just asked me to stay back and enjoy. I really felt guilty sometimes, watching him chop wood and haul water while I just sat on the rug by the hearth like some spoiled princess. Okay, I was a spoiled princess.But this morning he was being impossible.“You don't need to wash your hair today,” he said for the third time, not even looking up from the knife he was sharpening.I stood with my towel over my shoulder and my little bottle of flower soap in my hand. He'd gotten this for me two days ago when he went to the market to exchange his spoils. “Jol, I haven't properly bathed in three days.”“You cleaned yesterday,” he pointed out, glaring at me as if I were unreasonable.“I washed my feet yesterday. That is not a bath.”He finally looked up. His eyes did a quick, possessive sweep of my bod

OCEANI raised a brow. “Why don't you confess you've been dying to feel my mouth on your cock after the last time I went down on you?”He smiled. “And if I said that?”“Then I'll only have to take you out of your misery.” I got down from the bed and got on my knees in front of him. His cum trickled down my inner thigh to the floor despite how much I was clenching my pussy. He didn't know this, but after the first time we had sex, I had been hoping he'd knock me up with his kids. That would be the freaking best thing that would ever happen to me. I hope things work out the way I planned. His cock was slick with my wetness and his cum. I looked up at him and opened my mouth before I leaned in.The first taste caused me to moan. My own pussy juice was sharp and sweet on my tongue, and his cum was thick and bitter underneath. Together they made something I couldn't name. It was also something I couldn't get enough of. I closed my eyes for half a second to feel it, and then I opened them

NYXI watched her, the human I had perceived her scent from the moment I woke up from a century of slumber, the same one who was about to fling herself to death before I found her.She was just little and wouldn't survive a week in my world, but something about her did. It wasn't just the fire in her eyes, the hard twitch of her lower lip, or her stubborn resolve. I couldn't tell what, aside from her scent, made me want to help her.I had promised, right there on the cliff, to help her get revenge on all those who wronged her. I didn't think I would do that the second I woke up, but seeing her tear-stained face had made me do something I never thought I would ever do: sign a contract with a human. My human."So…" She turned to look at me, her black eyes taking me in from my head to my toes, like she had been doing for a long time. She let out a sigh, tucked a strand of her curly black hair behind her ear, looking at me, almost waiting for something."What's it?" I asked, realising she