Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen

“Oh Belle,” she heard his voice, before she felt his mouth at her neck. His tongue licked her skin, making it tingle, and then his fangs connected, breaking through her skin, burying themselves in her.

There was only pleasure when she felt his sucking motion and knew her blood transferred from her body to his. Then Samson’s deep guttural moan reverberated in her body.

A lightheadedness spread within her as if she were floating on a cloud, and she took more of him. His blood streamed down her throat and warmed her from the inside, awoke every cell and made her entire body tingle. Like electricity, it traveled through her veins, igniting sensations, lighting a flame inside her..

Her womb clenched with need, wanting and accepting his body and soul and offering hers in return. Isabella felt his raw power and strength as his shaft drove deeper into her, filling her, completing her.